<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:01:29.773-08:00</updated><category term='Madalyn&apos;s First Christmas 2008'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='Emotions'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='TOG'/><category term='encourgement'/><category term='Wordless'/><category term='Growing up'/><category term='Not Me Monday'/><category term='Family'/><category term='workout'/><category term='MIL'/><category term='31 days to clean'/><category term='Misc'/><category term='garden'/><category term='Focus'/><category term='More maddie:)'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='travel'/><category term='memories'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='Crafts'/><category term='Questions'/><category term='Bible'/><category term='Links'/><category term='chores'/><category term='About Me'/><category term='mom'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='Pipes and drums'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Homeschool'/><category term='Homemaking'/><category term='Fitness'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Chickens'/><category term='eczema'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Hawaii'/><category term='Wedding Cake'/><category term='Breastfeeding'/><category term='school'/><category term='Renos'/><category term='life'/><category term='Joy Dare'/><category term='WILW'/><category term='My Dad'/><category term='Madalyn'/><category term='food'/><category term='30 Day Challenge'/><category term='About Blogging'/><category term='Sleep'/><category term='Babywearing'/><category term='Amazed'/><category term='Preparedness'/><category term='Giveaway'/><category term='Kidlets'/><category term='health'/><category term='scheduling/organizing'/><category term='Cloth diapers'/><category term='Josh'/><title type='text'>Life with Lollie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>220</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-4663172894342439701</id><published>2012-02-07T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T09:38:17.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazed'/><title type='text'>Amazed</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well I didn't finish the Joy Dare.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I did however while sitting here looking at FB have an amazing realization.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;9:30 am is around the time that Josh phones from work. He usually catches me still in bed, usually with a pre-schooler climbing around my head or she's stacking up pillows and using my knees as a launch pad.&amp;nbsp; Anyway the point is my feet have not yet hit the floor.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I started the &lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com/resources/hellomornings/"&gt;Hello Mornings Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;from &lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com/"&gt;Inspired to Action&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; For the past couple of weeks when Josh calls I'm already done my coffee, and school assignments are started.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; TODAY.....he hasn't called yet and I've already been to the grocery store and back!!!! Miraculous!&amp;nbsp; Although I probably wouldn't have left the house if the kids were not attending Spiritual Emphasis Week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And to be totally honest I wouldn't not have dashed in for a few things IF I had not been totally out of dishwasher detergent. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yet I sit here still amazed at what has been accomplished in the time that I would have previously still been in bed! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-4663172894342439701?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/4663172894342439701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=4663172894342439701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4663172894342439701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4663172894342439701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2012/02/amazed.html' title='Amazed'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-6258591940821690262</id><published>2012-01-19T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T10:05:32.742-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy Dare'/><title type='text'>Joy Dare 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;19. a grace in the kitchen, a grace in the weather, a grace that might never have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;~ A sink that both sides work, thanks to my handy hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;~ With this -23 feels like -39 weather I find it really hard to find something thankful.&amp;nbsp; But the sun is shining and that is bright beauty, we can enjoy from inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;~ I have a few graces that might never have been.&amp;nbsp; Right now I'm thankful for a 3yr old girl who came 6 years after her sibs and the little one that will follow her.&amp;nbsp; Had we been "planning" things they might never have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-6258591940821690262?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/6258591940821690262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=6258591940821690262&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6258591940821690262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6258591940821690262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2012/01/joy-dare-19.html' title='Joy Dare 19'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-4277461016335454365</id><published>2012-01-18T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T15:40:55.352-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy Dare'/><title type='text'>Joy Dare 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;18. 3 gifts from God's Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ "He shall not be afraid of evil tidings; his heart is firmly fixed, trusting (leaning on and being confident) in the Lord" Ps.112:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;~ "For God has done what the Law could not do, [its power] being weakened by the flesh [the entire nature of man without the Holy Spirit]. Sending His own Son in the guise of sinful flesh and as an offering for sin, [God] condemned sin in the flesh [subdued, overcame, deprived it of its power over all who accept that sacrifice]." Romans 8:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;~ "I have been crucified with Christ [in Him I have shared His crucifixion]; &lt;u&gt;it is no longer I who&amp;nbsp; live, but Christ &lt;/u&gt;(the Messiah) &lt;u&gt;lives in me; and the life I now live in the body I live by faith in (by adherence to and reliance on and complete trust in) the Son of God, Who loved me and gave Himself up for me&lt;/u&gt;." Gal. 2:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-4277461016335454365?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/4277461016335454365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=4277461016335454365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4277461016335454365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4277461016335454365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2012/01/joy-dare-18.html' title='Joy Dare 18'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-3099067735712654571</id><published>2012-01-17T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T11:01:45.935-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy Dare'/><title type='text'>Joy Dare 13 -17</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;When Josh is home it's hard for me to get over here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;13. 3 sounds you hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ The quietness of children busy at their school work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ The giggles of a 3 year old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~The diesel truck warming up outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;14. 3 ways you glimpsed the startling grace of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ A hug &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ The smiles of my children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ How peaceful they look while sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;15. one thing you wore, one thing you gave away, one thing you shared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~Maternity jeans that don't make me feel fat or frumpy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~boys clothes that have been outgrown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~tears for a friend gone Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;16. 3 ways you witnessed happiness today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Hubby's happy about yummy coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Madi's happy to cuddle in bed with me, so am I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ 9 year old happy with getting her Math correct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;17. one gift that made you laugh, one gift that made you pray, one gift that made you quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Josh always makes me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ The gift of praying for a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ When my friend left this earth and moved into Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-3099067735712654571?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/3099067735712654571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=3099067735712654571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3099067735712654571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3099067735712654571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2012/01/joy-dare-13-17.html' title='Joy Dare 13 -17'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-7239403026686960445</id><published>2012-01-12T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T16:34:58.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy Dare'/><title type='text'>Joy Dare 11 &amp;12</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;11. 3 yellow things that strike you as fresh mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ SUNSHINE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ Egg Yolk the really bright almost orange ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ Bananas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;12. Something above you, something below you, something beside you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ A new non-leaky roof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ My sweet Hubby working away to get the furnace installed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ Madalyn drawing away happy as can be with just pen and paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-7239403026686960445?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/7239403026686960445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=7239403026686960445&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7239403026686960445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7239403026686960445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2012/01/joy-dare-11.html' title='Joy Dare 11 &amp;12'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-8788098072291105915</id><published>2012-01-10T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T11:10:41.945-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy Dare'/><title type='text'>Joy Dare 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;10. a gift that's sour, a gift that's sweet, a gift that's just right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ lemons...yummy and healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ brownies and whip cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ coffee, mmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-8788098072291105915?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/8788098072291105915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=8788098072291105915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8788098072291105915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8788098072291105915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2012/01/joy-dare-10.html' title='Joy Dare 10'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1850483296067824733</id><published>2012-01-09T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T10:30:54.321-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy Dare'/><title type='text'>Joy Dare 8 &amp; 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Yesterday was a very hard day emotionally.&amp;nbsp; Getting back to what I need, and want to do.&amp;nbsp; Give thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;8. a light that caught you, a reflection that surprised you, a shadow that fell lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~Well it wasn't a physical light, but it shone in my heart, to let me see things a little different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ Perhaps it didn't surprise me as much as make joy swell within me.&amp;nbsp; My little girls face pressed up close to mine and my big girls face smiling at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ The shadow hasn't fallen yet, but if it does yes it will be lovely in a sad way, but lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;9. a gift in your hand, a gift you walked by, a gift you sat with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~in my hand coffee made for me by my eldest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~I walked by the girls painting together at the kitchen island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~Morning cuddles with toddler, makes rising and shining so much easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1850483296067824733?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1850483296067824733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1850483296067824733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1850483296067824733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1850483296067824733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2012/01/joy-dare-8-9.html' title='Joy Dare 8 &amp; 9'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-4455341289230040204</id><published>2012-01-07T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T11:22:37.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy Dare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>What I Need a Joy Dare.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Maybe this is what I need to do right now.&amp;nbsp; Not that I am feeling depressed or anything really.&amp;nbsp; As a matter of fact I'm not even sure what I feel.&amp;nbsp; I don't feel anxious, maybe a little sadness.&amp;nbsp; I have a friend in a hospital far from here he may die from the cancer and he might not.&amp;nbsp; Depends on what God will do.&amp;nbsp; I know God can do all things, but from my own experiences with loved ones dying I've come to realize that God does not view death the way we do.&amp;nbsp; Especially for the believer.&amp;nbsp; So we wait, and pray, and hope, and know that we are dearly loved.&amp;nbsp; God is good and He loves us deeply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have been inspired by Ann Voskamp.&amp;nbsp; To be thankful, to count His many graces in my life and in the world around me.&amp;nbsp; I have even attempted to write some down.&amp;nbsp; But never consistently.&amp;nbsp; She has started &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2012/01/the-1-habit-your-new-year-cant-do-without-giveaway/"&gt;The Joy Dare&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to try it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'll keep track of it here on my blog.&amp;nbsp; Papers are lost to me.&amp;nbsp; I start one and it always disappears.&amp;nbsp; Buying a journal, well that takes me remembering to grab one when I'm down town, which is usually only when I have to buy groceries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here seems like a good place to start.&amp;nbsp; If you want to join in follow &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2012/01/the-1-habit-your-new-year-cant-do-without-giveaway/"&gt;The Link.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Read her blog it's awesome! Scroll down to the Joy Dare.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm a bit behind so I'll get caught up to today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;1. 3 things about yourself that you are grateful for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ I love people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ I am a peacemaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ I forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;2. A gift outside, inside, on a plate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ It's not below 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ My boys cleaned the kitchen and made me coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ Toast with honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;3. 3 lines that you overheard that were graces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ We will rise from the ashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ There is no reason to be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ Hugs and Kisses Mommy I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;4. one gift old, new and blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;~ A praying Grandmother who is long since gone, but I believe her prayers are still being answered today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ New life within my womb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ Blue for it maybe a baby boy (pretty sure of it anyway;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;5.Something you're reading, you're making, you're seeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ I've been reading Ecclesiastes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ Well I'm being used to make this little baby but as for actual creativity on my own I'm not doing anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~ I'm seeing my children grow up before my eyes, it is happening so quickly it makes me sad.&amp;nbsp; But I am so, so grateful I get to be here and see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;6. one thing in your bag, your fridge, your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ My drivers license&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Thankfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;7. 3 graces from people you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ How my husband makes me know without a doubt that he adores me, loves me and there is no one else (besides Jesus) as close as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ That even when I blow it as a mother my children always forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ The love and support of our parents and siblings, to walk in the way that God leads us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-4455341289230040204?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/4455341289230040204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=4455341289230040204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4455341289230040204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4455341289230040204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-i-need-joy-dare.html' title='What I Need a Joy Dare.'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1618559546197688912</id><published>2012-01-05T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:46:09.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Blank Pages and Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love blank pages.&amp;nbsp; Never been marred by pen or pencil.&amp;nbsp; Open to all the possibilities.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I especially enjoy looking at blank calendar pages.&amp;nbsp; For the time that it's blank it means I don't HAVE to do anything.&amp;nbsp; I like that thought.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It never stays that way.&amp;nbsp; I always have to write some one's lessons in, or remind myself of some appointment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Cause we all know that if it isn't on the calendar it isn't happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Funny,&amp;nbsp; I'm always a little sad to turn the page, as much as I love that fresh new page.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know that I have to write on it, or those $70 violin lessons will go to waste.&amp;nbsp;We won't show up for swimming lessons because no one remembered, we'll miss those free skating days, and&amp;nbsp;who wants to miss the free things! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Turning the page means no more going back.&amp;nbsp; That month, that year is gone.&amp;nbsp; How many moments passed me by?&amp;nbsp; Did I tell my children I love them enough?&amp;nbsp; Did I show it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That time is gone and never to return.&amp;nbsp; It's a death of a thing, time.&amp;nbsp; We only get so much.&amp;nbsp; If we don't spend it wisely we waste it.&amp;nbsp; Regardless of how we use it we run out, always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Time waits for no one.&amp;nbsp; It has no favorites and cares not for our need of more.&amp;nbsp; Time can not be saved or borrowed.&amp;nbsp; It is here for the moment and gone.&amp;nbsp; Moving on, forward marching, whether we are dragging behind, in-step or trying stay ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Learning to be here, right now in this moment.&amp;nbsp; Why is that so hard?&amp;nbsp; It is the only time we really have, right now.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday is gone, tomorrow may not come.&amp;nbsp; How do I just be here, and understand it's the only place I can really be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1618559546197688912?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1618559546197688912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1618559546197688912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1618559546197688912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1618559546197688912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2012/01/blank-pages-and-time.html' title='Blank Pages and Time'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-2522056232076211036</id><published>2011-12-22T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:03:26.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Many Christmas'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We had a lovely little Christmas with Josh before he went to work.&amp;nbsp; Rather than make the kids wait until the 28th or 29th, we had an early Christmas.&amp;nbsp; Of course this means the kids will participate in 3 Christmas' this year.&amp;nbsp; One with Mom and Dad, one with Grandma, and one with Oma and Papa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is kind of nice to spread it out.&amp;nbsp; Then it's not all over in one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't think I'm cooking a turkey this year.&amp;nbsp; We started a new Christmas meal tradition a couple of years ago, prime rib roast.&amp;nbsp; It started after a Thanksgiving of too much turkey.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't even look at another turkey!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The prime rib has turned out scrumptious the last two years.&amp;nbsp; Hoping for another one this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would post some pictures, but I can't seem to find the right camera cord.&amp;nbsp; All these wires and cords and not one that works:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm looking forward to just relaxing these next few days.&amp;nbsp; No where to go and nothing to do is nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-2522056232076211036?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/2522056232076211036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=2522056232076211036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2522056232076211036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2522056232076211036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/12/many-christmas.html' title='Many Christmas&apos;'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1913818495112523887</id><published>2011-12-11T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T15:18:34.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>How It's Been</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's been awhile since I was on here.&amp;nbsp; Better write something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Our Jesse Tree hasn't been quite as consistent as I'd like it to be.&amp;nbsp; I would prefer to do it everyday, but it just isn't happening.&amp;nbsp; My fault.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm tired, and hibernating.&amp;nbsp; Actually I'm making myself go to the Church dinner tonight.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't to hard to convince me since my first thought was, "Then I won't have to cook dinner at home."&amp;nbsp; I do feel a little guilty that I'm not bringing anything.&amp;nbsp; I will check and see if my good friend MJ wants me to grab anything on my way up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My house is a somewhat scattered mess.&amp;nbsp; I have no motivation to care at the moment.&amp;nbsp; The kids are all playing with friends, except Madi.&amp;nbsp; I am keeping her entertained with a video.&amp;nbsp; I know not really a great thing to do with a three year old, but it is what it is for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I went to bed at 11pm and slept until 8am, well I stayed in bed till 8, not sure how much of the night I actually spend sleeping.&amp;nbsp; The cat was outside so that was one less thing to wake me up.&amp;nbsp; It was mostly bathroom breaks and sore hips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm only at the 22 week (23 tomorrow) mark, I'm thinking it's a little early to have a sore hip!&amp;nbsp; Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This little baby has gotten quite active which is fun.&amp;nbsp; It'll be fun to meet this little person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have some Christmas shopping done.&amp;nbsp; Just about half I think.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1913818495112523887?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1913818495112523887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1913818495112523887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1913818495112523887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1913818495112523887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-its-been.html' title='How It&apos;s Been'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1749705939636323605</id><published>2011-11-24T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T15:55:44.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Thinking and Baby Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; While looking and searching for Christmas gifts my mind keeps wandering to baby gear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I saw online a great double stroller awhile back.&amp;nbsp; Now I can't find it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not sure if we should get an Ergo this time or just stick to the wraps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My name dilemma was solved.&amp;nbsp; We've had a boy name for the last three girls.&amp;nbsp; I finally get to use it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Trying to think of stuff to do "for me" as my Dr. instructed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Trying not to be busy and just relax, which isn't too hard with how tired I am.&amp;nbsp; Although I do see a lot of "stuff" I want to get done before Christmas.&amp;nbsp; A little frustrated with the lack of energy.&amp;nbsp; If I had more, maybe I could do more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Madi's room needs to be tackled, and she needs to move from the crib to a big girl bed.&amp;nbsp; It's getting more difficult to lift her in and out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm really simplifying the decorations this year.&amp;nbsp; Our tree will be our Jesse tree, adorned with our Jesse ornaments, paper snowflakes, white lights and a single white ribbon.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I would like to have some candles around.&amp;nbsp; I have lots of candles but lack the pretty/simple candle holders.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Wondering how much my budget for Christmas will be.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1749705939636323605?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1749705939636323605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1749705939636323605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1749705939636323605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1749705939636323605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-thinking-and-baby-stuff.html' title='Christmas Thinking and Baby Stuff'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-4738735895779041164</id><published>2011-11-05T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T19:40:10.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>The Name Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; There comes a time in the anticipation of baby that you play the "name game".&amp;nbsp; Very rarely do Josh and I ever agree on a name.&amp;nbsp; Maybe we do for a little while, then someone comes back and you know that feeling, "I just don't know".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; We had thought that if we have another girl we'd like to give her a Hawaiian name.&amp;nbsp; We love Hawaii after all.&amp;nbsp; It just so happens that our favorite Dr. who delivered 4 out of the 5 we have has a Hawaiian name.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Leilani.&amp;nbsp; We thought for the longest time that Leilani would be her first name.&amp;nbsp; But now we're not so sure, for sure her middle name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; What goes with Leilani??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Got any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;We have a boys name.&amp;nbsp; That one's not a problem, we've had it for the last three girls! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; If you care to share some girls names, that you don't mind me using:)&amp;nbsp; Please do!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-4738735895779041164?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/4738735895779041164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=4738735895779041164&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4738735895779041164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4738735895779041164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/11/name-game.html' title='The Name Game'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-7803059194881235214</id><published>2011-10-20T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T11:44:36.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Highschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I knew that teaching Highschool would be a challenge.&amp;nbsp; What I didn't realize is where the challenge would lie.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I thought it would be more along the lines of curriculum issues.&amp;nbsp; Was I going to be able to teach the skills needed to do the work?&amp;nbsp; I was so encouraged by Bradon's teacher, and there is a multitude of resources to help where skill sets are concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Nope the challenge is, and I guess always was with the student.&amp;nbsp; Not that the skills are not attained.&amp;nbsp; Not that work is misunderstood.&amp;nbsp; It's the actual "get your self down&amp;nbsp;to work" part.&amp;nbsp; That's the challenge.&amp;nbsp; How do I get this young person to complete the task at hand?&amp;nbsp; There are no amount of incentives or punishments that motivate.&amp;nbsp; I've even resorted to yelling at moments in my frustration, which get us no where. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then miracles! I've seen progress! He's actually finished this report, and it's great.&amp;nbsp; I make some corrections, fixing run on sentences, spelling mistakes, giving suggestions on using new words.&amp;nbsp; Now suddenly he wants to rewrite the whole thing differently.&amp;nbsp; He does not want to make the corrections I gave, he'd like to start again with the same subject but different angle.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I gave him a deadline of having the good copy in by tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; I can not see how he has time to rewrite a report that took him two weeks&amp;nbsp; (or longer) to complete.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Why does he want to do that?&amp;nbsp; Is it because he doesn't like me correcting it?&amp;nbsp; It's not like that's anything new, I always correct his work.&amp;nbsp; Is it a form of perfectionism?&amp;nbsp; I'm confused.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is the first time he will be handing in his work to someone else.&amp;nbsp; Is that it?&amp;nbsp; I don't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-7803059194881235214?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/7803059194881235214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=7803059194881235214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7803059194881235214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7803059194881235214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/10/highschool.html' title='Highschool'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1381422425342538598</id><published>2011-10-14T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T09:14:50.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breastfeeding'/><title type='text'>Love Creative People Who Invent Useful Things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; 3 years ago when baby #5 was born I discovered a whole lot of new baby and mom things that had been invented since the fourth baby.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love all the useful new things, and so glad that some Mom invented it, and shared it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I found a new one today!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I've used the Bella Band to help with modesty in nursing, and have found it sometimes lacking.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Now there is &lt;a href="http://www.modestmiddles.com/"&gt;Modest Middles&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; A tank top that is super low, the top sits under your bra (you wear it under your shirt) so you can easily pull up your shirt and nurse your baby without showing your back, side and belly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; NICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;You can visit &lt;a href="http://inashoe.com/2011/10/giveaway-modest-middles-nursing-tank/#comment-56857"&gt;Life in a Shoe&lt;/a&gt; to see her&amp;nbsp;giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;This is for sure on my list of baby gear for this baby! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1381422425342538598?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1381422425342538598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1381422425342538598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1381422425342538598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1381422425342538598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-creative-people-who-invent-useful.html' title='Love Creative People Who Invent Useful Things!'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-6794493104814026945</id><published>2011-10-12T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T23:04:16.555-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madalyn'/><title type='text'>Are We There Yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Well maybe I should say&amp;nbsp;are we&amp;nbsp;done yet?&amp;nbsp; I think we are, but I'm afraid to say "Yep done!".&amp;nbsp; Just in case we aren't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;You see my sweet little Madalyn has been my most challenging potty trainer.&amp;nbsp; Well I'm suppose to be the trainer I guess, but it really wasn't working out that well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Never before had any of the previous 4 put up such a big stink about NOT sitting on the potty.&amp;nbsp; The first day I could bribe her with chocolate chips, but only if I gave her some every time she sat on it.&amp;nbsp; Otherwise, no way.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I gave up for awhile.&amp;nbsp; Then once she turned 3 I thought, I really gotta get this girl on a toilet.&amp;nbsp; Seriously! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; So I bought books, and stickers and treats.&amp;nbsp; For the first day (second try) she sat and got her treat and read the books.&amp;nbsp; She was the potty princess.&amp;nbsp; But we produced nil, nada!&amp;nbsp; She saved that for the floor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I gave up for another week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I decided I would have to just accept the fact that this was going to be messy.&amp;nbsp; We would have to stay home, not have people over, and just get this done.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Oh and I bought playdough, the little tubs that you give out in goodie bags.&amp;nbsp; I had to really stick to my "No playdough till you put something in the potty".&amp;nbsp; She kicked up quite a fuss with that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thankfully she was really good at number two on the potty.&amp;nbsp; I can handle cleaning up pee off the floor, but not the other! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Once she caught on that she could have a new little playdough each time she went potty we had no more accidents!! It was like magic!&amp;nbsp; For a week we stayed home just to make sure, then the big test of wearing no diaper on an outing of more that 3hrs.&amp;nbsp; She made it! She even told me when she had to go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So are we there yet?&amp;nbsp; Is she potty trained?&amp;nbsp; Can I stop holding my breathe?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well today we ran out of playdough, so I guess we'll see what tomorrow brings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-6794493104814026945?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/6794493104814026945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=6794493104814026945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6794493104814026945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6794493104814026945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/10/are-we-there-yet.html' title='Are We There Yet?'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-3559873696621380215</id><published>2011-10-09T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T11:17:27.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Thankfullness</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Missing Church today, sore throats, coughs and stuffy noses.&amp;nbsp; Well 3 of the children who are healthy managed to make it thanks to their wonderful Oma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We, those left at home, sit listening to Keith Greens Lord You're Beautiful.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I like Keith Green.&amp;nbsp; His no nonsense, tell it like it is, style.&amp;nbsp; His passion for Jesus.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; We had our Thanksgiving dinner on Friday so Dad could be there too.&amp;nbsp; It was Josh's idea actually, so that his Dad didn't have to miss out.&amp;nbsp; I love that he was thinking of that, cause my thinking is really not there.&amp;nbsp; I also love that Mom did the Turkey, Josh baked the pumpkin pie, I made stuffing and Maiya did the rest.&amp;nbsp; It was a group effort that makes it so nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It does feel strange this year not heading to Houston for my family's dinner.&amp;nbsp; This is the first year without Bob.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad my Mom went to my Sister's, she's not alone:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am so thankful for the wonderful people God has placed in my life.&amp;nbsp; For the bounty of food.&amp;nbsp; For the roof over our heads, and clothes on our backs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-3559873696621380215?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/3559873696621380215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=3559873696621380215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3559873696621380215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3559873696621380215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/10/thankfullness.html' title='Thankfullness'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1630381541096556086</id><published>2011-10-02T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T15:27:21.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>My Do and Don't List and Some Parenting Ramble</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Things I don't like about being pregnant;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Being so tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;~Being irritable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Being emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Gaining 12lbs in 12 weeks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Being tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Pregnancy brain (I forget EVERYTHING)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Things I like about being pregnant;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~The fact that there is a little soul in there growing and getting ready to join us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Everyone already knows I'm tired so they let me sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Eating for two (hence the 12lbs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Guessing if it will be a girl or a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;~Knowing&amp;nbsp;Madi won't be an only child (I know she has older siblings but they are really more like parents)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Stretchy pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Being pregnant is not easy, being a Mom is not easy.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;nbsp;comes with&amp;nbsp;lots of sacrifices.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It comes with lots of joy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;The heart breaks never end,&amp;nbsp;as little babies grow into little people, who grow into big people.&amp;nbsp;My heart is glad and sad all at the same time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;I read it once that having a child is like having your heart walk around outside of you.&amp;nbsp; Or something like that.&amp;nbsp; And Ann Voskamp said something to the effect that the pain of child birth never stops.&amp;nbsp; That's something they never tell you about.&amp;nbsp; The pain of children&amp;nbsp;growing up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My oldest is 15 and I feel the tug of his independence, to be his own man.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And I hope that for him and I rejoice with him as&amp;nbsp;he moves from the boy man into the man.&amp;nbsp; But my heart fissures too.&amp;nbsp; Our dance has been a hard one.&amp;nbsp; We both hard headed and strong willed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And yet a love that conquers all.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's not that way for everyone but it seems like my first born was the hardest to parent.&amp;nbsp; The hardest in labour and delivery, and I struggle to understand him.&amp;nbsp; I fight in prayer for him, for wisdom to parent him.&amp;nbsp; And just as I called out to God in birth for him, I call out to God still.&amp;nbsp; He is not a malicious child, nor is he terribly rebellious.&amp;nbsp; In most respects he is perfect and wonderful.&amp;nbsp; For him and I it's a mess of words and misunderstandings.&amp;nbsp; From the first moment I saw him I wondered who is this little person, I was in awe of him and totally in love with him.&amp;nbsp; If I stand back and just take in who he is, I am still in love and awe of him.&amp;nbsp; And just as I said back then, that I would do the whole long hard labour all over again, just for him. I say it now that I would do the whole battle of love to parent him all over again, just for him.&amp;nbsp; I do realize we're not done yet, there are still three more years until he's officially an adult.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Right now&amp;nbsp;he's the first young adult in my house.&amp;nbsp; And I'm learning how to be his Mom, just as I've done since the beginning of him.&amp;nbsp; In retrospect I think it's actually him whose taught me, well the Lord using him anyway;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1630381541096556086?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1630381541096556086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1630381541096556086&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1630381541096556086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1630381541096556086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-do-and-dont-list-and-some-parenting.html' title='My Do and Don&apos;t List and Some Parenting Ramble'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-7669794918789638189</id><published>2011-09-27T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:17:36.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Blogging'/><title type='text'>New Look!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Here it is!! My new look.&amp;nbsp; It's great. I love it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Thank you so much Erin.&amp;nbsp; You did a great job! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;And I have a button! You can find it if you scroll down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;You can visit Erin here and see her designs:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.designbyinsight.net/"&gt;http://www.designbyinsight.net/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-7669794918789638189?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/7669794918789638189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=7669794918789638189&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7669794918789638189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7669794918789638189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-look.html' title='New Look!'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-8965859894469991676</id><published>2011-09-15T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T09:31:44.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scheduling/organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Spinning Plates</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Why is it that I can never keep them all spinning?&amp;nbsp; I can get one going pretty good, but then the other 2 have stopped or fallen off and smashed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You would think that it wouldn't be so complicated, to keep three plates spinning in midair at once.&amp;nbsp; It's something I've tried and see pictured perfectly in my head.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I can usually get one of them to go quite nicely, but I always hit a glitch when I have to get them all up and running. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; The plates I am referring to are, schooling, housework and spiritual life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If we have a great school routine and things are going great that usually means I'm spending very little time in my bible or in&amp;nbsp;prayer.&amp;nbsp; It also means my house is a disaster zone.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand if my house routine is smooth sailing and it's clean and tidy this means no school has been done and again I am without my personal time with God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; How do I get them to all go at the same time?&amp;nbsp; Is it even possible?&amp;nbsp; I really can't shirk my time with God to often, otherwise I become the growly, barking Mama that all the children run and hide from.&amp;nbsp; Not only that but in not spending time with Him I start to feel a little lost.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The longer I put off our time the more crazy I feel.&amp;nbsp; Worries creep in, irritation seems off the charts and pretty soon I'm wondering out loud, "What is wrong with me?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know that some, well maybe more than some, discipline is required.&amp;nbsp; I need to go to bed a decent hour, so I can get up in the morning.&amp;nbsp; I need to schedule planning times.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've never been a planner, I'm really more of a "fly by the seat of my pants" girl.&amp;nbsp; The only problem with flying that way is that you usually end up with a wedgie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-8965859894469991676?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/8965859894469991676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=8965859894469991676&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8965859894469991676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8965859894469991676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/09/spinning-plates.html' title='Spinning Plates'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1127879784536176650</id><published>2011-09-02T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T12:32:56.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><title type='text'>16 years ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFCPR3-g3zY/TmEu18N8jTI/AAAAAAAAAmI/d--3OYbL_ec/s1600/meandjosh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFCPR3-g3zY/TmEu18N8jTI/AAAAAAAAAmI/d--3OYbL_ec/s320/meandjosh.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok this picture is not from 16 years ago. This is last year:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What better day to start blogging again than on our 16th wedding anniversary.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Josh proposed June 1995 and we were married on Sept. 2, 1995.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He was no slacker on his proposal either.&amp;nbsp; He worked tirelessly on kinder eggs perfecting his resealing technique so I would not be able to tell it had previously been opened.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The day he proposed we'd been dating for 6 months.&amp;nbsp; We had talked about our future and what we wanted.&amp;nbsp; I knew that he want us to be married one day, I didn't know that he would&amp;nbsp;propose that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We walked up to the little store near his parents house, like we usually did.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We bought 2 kinder eggs, like usual.&amp;nbsp; The only thing that was different was his insistence on me opening the little yellow toy keeper.&amp;nbsp; I like to finish my chocolate first,&amp;nbsp; but he was so insistent that I finally opened it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There under the instruction paper was a gold ring with a shiny diamond.&amp;nbsp; I gasped! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Josh took the ring out and got down on one knee, right there on the street corner and asked me to marry him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After I caught my breathe I said "YES".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Now here we are after 16 years of marriage and 6 kids later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Did I say 6??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1127879784536176650?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1127879784536176650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1127879784536176650&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1127879784536176650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1127879784536176650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/09/16-years-ago.html' title='16 years ago'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFCPR3-g3zY/TmEu18N8jTI/AAAAAAAAAmI/d--3OYbL_ec/s72-c/meandjosh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1182943340001705241</id><published>2011-07-20T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T14:37:45.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Dad'/><title type='text'>Heart Strings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XaDKpVFLd4g/TicL2UsyI_I/AAAAAAAAAmE/KYdCxhXJrj0/s1600/hawaii2011+161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XaDKpVFLd4g/TicL2UsyI_I/AAAAAAAAAmE/KYdCxhXJrj0/s640/hawaii2011+161.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;One day I will walk with you again.&amp;nbsp; While your grandchildren play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;I'm sad you had to leave us so soon.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to keep you here.&amp;nbsp; I'm thankful I got to have a second Dad, I'm grateful that it was you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;Thank you for marrying my Mom and making her so happy.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for accepting us as your own and making us feel so loved.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for the Papa you were, for walks around the duck pond, motorbike rides and hours with budding carpenters in your shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;Thank you for teaching me the names of so many flowers, even though I could never remember them.&amp;nbsp; Your appreciation for life was contagious.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;I will miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;I thought this picture was sweet when I first saw it.&amp;nbsp; But now it has heart strings attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1182943340001705241?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1182943340001705241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1182943340001705241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1182943340001705241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1182943340001705241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/07/heart-strings.html' title='Heart Strings'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XaDKpVFLd4g/TicL2UsyI_I/AAAAAAAAAmE/KYdCxhXJrj0/s72-c/hawaii2011+161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1028684098669871686</id><published>2011-06-20T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T15:53:46.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 days to clean'/><title type='text'>The Good with the Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was doing really good with my 31 days to clean.&amp;nbsp; Josh was so delighted to come home to a clean and organized, not just kitchen, house!&amp;nbsp; Not including the shared girls room.&amp;nbsp; I did make a dent in there, with them, but it's far from over (and even worse now).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Then I hit a wall, a virus wall.&amp;nbsp; You know a real life firewall for your body would be nice.&amp;nbsp; Especially when your on a good roll with keeping it all together.&amp;nbsp; A nice little cold knocks you on your butt and well it was nice while it lasted....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today I am feeling a bit better, still dizzy but not as wiped out.&amp;nbsp; Today I have 2 members of my family joining in the sickness fun.&amp;nbsp; Although what was has got I did not, and no thank you!&amp;nbsp; We are in lock down, sanitize everything and everyone around the clock terror watch.&amp;nbsp; Well it's not really that bad, I mean as in terror, but I'd really appreciate this not going any farther than one.&amp;nbsp; So it's disinfecting time, I mean serious doorknob, light switch, Mama's following you around the house cleaning everything you touch.&amp;nbsp; Now I'm really exhausted.&amp;nbsp; Oh and don't forget the homemade medicine chicken broth.&amp;nbsp; Made a big batch planning on adding it to everything we eat.&amp;nbsp; Plus lots of garlic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was really down about missing days 9-13 on my cleaning.&amp;nbsp; But you know what I did clean my kitchen today.&amp;nbsp; Then I messed it up again.&amp;nbsp; But it's ok, I'll jump back in when I can.&amp;nbsp; Other things are demanding attention right now, and I'm not going to get discouraged and give up.&amp;nbsp; I can jump back in when things are a little more closer to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1028684098669871686?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1028684098669871686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1028684098669871686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1028684098669871686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1028684098669871686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/06/good-with-bad.html' title='The Good with the Bad'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-3582001150294838768</id><published>2011-06-13T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T16:51:34.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pipes and drums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up'/><title type='text'>Uphill Both Ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well I made one&amp;nbsp;goal happen on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; I got up at 6am!&amp;nbsp; To be honest I really had to get up that early, actually I stayed in bed till 6:15, but that is still earlier than I ever have without it involving a crying baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was up at this crazy hour because the boys were participating in the Seafest Parade.&amp;nbsp; We first had to drive an hour and a half to get there.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The girls had slept over at Oma's because Daddy is at camp.&amp;nbsp; The boys and I got up, ate breaky then into uniform they got.&amp;nbsp; I downed 2 cups of coffee and off we went.&amp;nbsp; We grabbed 2 hot chocolates and another coffee at Timmy's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZz9TlpPMJg/TfahwikSxcI/AAAAAAAAAmA/A7I5QUI8fPU/s1600/001+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZz9TlpPMJg/TfahwikSxcI/AAAAAAAAAmA/A7I5QUI8fPU/s400/001+-+Copy.JPG" width="341" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a really nice drive.&amp;nbsp; We chatted, they listened to Odyssey stories.&amp;nbsp; My Sirius radio blasting the Message the whole way.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; This is a very long parade.&amp;nbsp; Bevan's drum teacher was concerned that Bevan might not be able to carry the drum the whole way.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bradon's feet have grown and his shoes are pinching his heels and toes.&amp;nbsp; We are all gathered with the band at a lovely couples home.&amp;nbsp; They live right beside where the parade starts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Once we're ready to line up for the parade, I carry Bevan's drum the short walk over there.&amp;nbsp; In my mind I'm thinking that he should save all his energy for the actual parade.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; The parade begins, Bevan hooks up his drum and off we go.&amp;nbsp; I follow along on the side to be there when Bev is done with the drum.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We are followed by the Navy bus and I secretly wish I was brave enough to ask for a ride, cause I'm to lazy to walk this whole thing!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We walk up a hill, and not just a little hill, these streets are like rolling hills!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then down and up a side street.&amp;nbsp; I lost count of the blocks we walked this far.&amp;nbsp; If that bus would just get a little closer I could jump on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bagpipes singing and drums beating we turn up a side street and then back down another street.&amp;nbsp; Heading in the direction we came.&amp;nbsp; Great another hill! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; The band played great, lots of cheering and hooting from the crowd.&amp;nbsp; Bevan gives me a look.&amp;nbsp; I give him the thumbs up and wave him on.&amp;nbsp; He frowns at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Just at the last building at the end of the parade, he stops drumming and his holding up the straps with his hands.&amp;nbsp; Ok, I wave him over.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; "Look! You made it all the way to the end!"&amp;nbsp; He smiles at me, hands me the drum, and gets back in line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The boys get lots of good pats on the back for a job well done.&amp;nbsp; Brady runs and changes into his runners the first chance he gets! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; We say our thanks, and good byes and head to McDonald's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-3582001150294838768?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/3582001150294838768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=3582001150294838768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3582001150294838768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3582001150294838768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/06/uphill-both-ways.html' title='Uphill Both Ways'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZz9TlpPMJg/TfahwikSxcI/AAAAAAAAAmA/A7I5QUI8fPU/s72-c/001+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-3971425631481627943</id><published>2011-06-10T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T13:56:49.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 days to clean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homemaking'/><title type='text'>Glitches</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Yesterday I hit a glitch.&amp;nbsp; I finished the kitchen no problem.&amp;nbsp; It actually gets faster&amp;nbsp;as I&amp;nbsp;do the kitchen each day.&amp;nbsp; It was the main living areas that cramped my cruising and I glitched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I didn't get it done.&amp;nbsp; Well the couch and chair area is easy enough, the computer school area is overwhelming.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; But today I got it done.&amp;nbsp; Well for the most part.&amp;nbsp; To the untrained eye it may not look glorious, but if you saw what it looked like before (your training) it's fabulous! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Now if I could just get Madi to stop dumping out her blocks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-3971425631481627943?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/3971425631481627943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=3971425631481627943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3971425631481627943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3971425631481627943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/06/glitches.html' title='Glitches'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-8059537944178110900</id><published>2011-06-09T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T11:31:52.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Right-Brained, Left-Brained</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Apparently I'm right-brained.&amp;nbsp; This means that if I don't see it, it doesn't exist.&amp;nbsp; Which really explains why my clothes never make it out of the laundry basket in my room.&amp;nbsp; Clean clothes are in the basket, I dig out of there.&amp;nbsp; Dirty clothes on the floor, in the corner, I chuck them over there.&amp;nbsp; It also means I'm suppose to be artistic, hmm, I must have more left-braininess in there cause I can't draw to save my life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was convinced that my sweet husband, love of my life, was totally 100% left-brained.&amp;nbsp; My reasons for this conclusion are that left-brainy people are organized.&amp;nbsp; Everything has a place and everything in it's place.&amp;nbsp; He is constantly putting things where I can't find them "in their place".&amp;nbsp; Which I appreciate, but have a hard time with.&amp;nbsp; You see in my brain if I can't see it, it's gone, therefore I go buy more.&amp;nbsp; Ya, this is a source of frustration and sometimes laughter in my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Last week I thought it was strange that we went through a whole box of diapers.&amp;nbsp; But I went and bought more anyway.&amp;nbsp; When Josh came home he showed me the full draw of diapers! Oops! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was pondering creative ideas for when the toilet paper runs out today, you see I am&amp;nbsp;hoping for a paycheck today or tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; If that doesn't happen we'll be using paper towel!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyways not to worry, while doing my &lt;a href="http://31daystoclean.com/"&gt;31 days to clean&lt;/a&gt; I was actually hanging things in my wardrobe, which Josh and I share and VOILA!! TOILET PAPER!&amp;nbsp; I thought we went through that big bulk package awfully fast even for this house!&amp;nbsp; My sweet left-brained man had put it away:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Oh and we did an &lt;a href="http://www.wherecreativitygoestoschool.com/vancouver/left_right/rb_test.htm"&gt;online test&lt;/a&gt;, to laugh at ourselves and apparently he's not so left-brained after all.&amp;nbsp; In fact he's perfectly balanced, 49-51%&amp;nbsp; Of course as I suspected he's 49 right and 51 left.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I wasn't totally wrong.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As for me I lean quite far into the right, with very small slice of left.&amp;nbsp; Enough left that I can add 2+2 and that's about it.&amp;nbsp; Sorry I forget the exact numbers, something like 70-30 or there abouts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So if you think your seeing double at my house, you probably aren't.&amp;nbsp; What surely happened was that Josh put it away, I thought it was gone forever and bought another one;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;UPDATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;I went and got you my numbers 33 Left and 67 Right.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-8059537944178110900?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/8059537944178110900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=8059537944178110900&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8059537944178110900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8059537944178110900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/06/right-brained-left-brained.html' title='Right-Brained, Left-Brained'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5301294876998123393</id><published>2011-06-08T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:24:55.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 days to clean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homemaking'/><title type='text'>Dragging But Still Doing</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Wow, am I tired.&amp;nbsp; I didn't sleep well last night, but that's normal for the first night Josh is gone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; We postponed school this morning and headed to the family garden for some weeding time.&amp;nbsp; The boys delivered their papers, the girls, Oma and I weeded.&amp;nbsp; Well the girls alternated weeding with keeping Madi occupied.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I'll have to get some pictures of our lovely family garden up on here.&amp;nbsp; The gardeners consist of Oma and Papa, Auntie Maiya, Uncle Joe and kiddies, Josh, our kids and I.&amp;nbsp; It's super! I love it.&amp;nbsp; Planting this year was similar to last year.&amp;nbsp; 3 women and 8 kids.&amp;nbsp; Great fun, and great conversations.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Weeding is lots of fun too, lots of time to chatt and pull weeds.&amp;nbsp; Lots of time for the big ones to trade of watching little ones.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; My kitchen is clean, save for one load of dishes waiting for it's turn through the washer.&amp;nbsp; Today was the day to add picking up the main living areas to the clean the kitchen routine.&amp;nbsp; Well the floor was picked up from all it's toys, papers and miscellaneous socks/shirts/towels.&amp;nbsp; Oh Oops! I forgot today is also add laundry to the list.&amp;nbsp; Gotta run put in a load! See ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5301294876998123393?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5301294876998123393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5301294876998123393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5301294876998123393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5301294876998123393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/06/dragging-but-still-doing.html' title='Dragging But Still Doing'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-4534229083794820357</id><published>2011-06-07T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:25:54.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 days to clean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homemaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scheduling/organizing'/><title type='text'>Sparkling Clean</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Today was the day it sparkled.&amp;nbsp; Yep I HAD a super nice clean kitchen.&amp;nbsp; With some of the cupboards even cleaned out and organized.&amp;nbsp; I say some because I have a lot of cupboards and can't get to them all.&amp;nbsp; More tomorrow:)&amp;nbsp; My kitchen is still in great shape.&amp;nbsp; One more load of dishes should complete the job.&amp;nbsp; And one last wipe of the counters and tomorrow I will wake up to a clean start.&amp;nbsp; Which maybe happened once before...maybe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Looking forward to the next thing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-4534229083794820357?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/4534229083794820357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=4534229083794820357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4534229083794820357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4534229083794820357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/06/sparkling-clean.html' title='Sparkling Clean'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-8459048345591851581</id><published>2011-06-07T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:25:42.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 days to clean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homemaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scheduling/organizing'/><title type='text'>It Figures, and Thankfullness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well yesterday was the first day of the focus group.&amp;nbsp; The mission....to clean the kitchen.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And.....my.....dishwasher broke.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ok not really broken but wasn't working and my sweet husband had it in pieces and back together, then apart again.&amp;nbsp; This process took all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It figures, when I want to get to work, my maids quite on me.&amp;nbsp; So I washed by hand.....A LOT of dishes.&amp;nbsp; My kitchen didn't quite get sparkly clean like I intended.&amp;nbsp; Time was not on my side.&amp;nbsp; It takes a lot longer to wash by hand, I have a new appreciation for my dishwasher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am thankful for the first 31 days to clean.&amp;nbsp; My kitchen was in a far better shape then it's been in a long time.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful I had already done some.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So although my kitchen might not be as great as I planned, it's still better than if I'd done nothing;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-8459048345591851581?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/8459048345591851581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=8459048345591851581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8459048345591851581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8459048345591851581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-figures-and-thankfullness.html' title='It Figures, and Thankfullness'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-6387078445313167058</id><published>2011-06-06T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:25:20.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 days to clean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homemaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scheduling/organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>31 Days to Clean</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://joyfulmothering.net/tag/31-days-to-clean/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Homemakers Challenge - 31 Days to Clean" src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f350/Christin316/31DaysHCButton150.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A couple of weeks ago I bought an e-book.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://31daystoclean.com/buy-the-book/"&gt;31 days to clean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you know me then you probably know I'm not a cleaning type person.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's something I've struggled with all my life.&amp;nbsp; My bedroom when I lived at home was your typical teenage nuclear disaster area.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now fast forward to getting married, having children, homeschooling.&amp;nbsp; I now have a house that looks like my teenager bedroom!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I use to think that my Mom didn't teach us to clean.&amp;nbsp; She was a single Mom raising two girls.&amp;nbsp; I do remember her making us do dishes and sweep and vacuum.&amp;nbsp; So I'm pretty sure we had to learn how to clean.&amp;nbsp; What I think now is that the key was she MADE us do it.&amp;nbsp; We knew what we had to do but we never did it with out her MAKING us do it.&amp;nbsp; Seriously! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now running my own home, there is no one to MAKE me do anything.&amp;nbsp; In fact I could sit on my behind all day and do nothing!&amp;nbsp; If it wasn't for the multitude of children crying for food I probably would have.&amp;nbsp; Maybe.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Besides teaching my children about Christ and generally how to behave, I have a desperate need to teach them how not to be me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know that sounds bad, but really people I'm 35 years old and just learning how to keep a house! Sad, really sad.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can learn from the mistakes my Mom made.&amp;nbsp; Not that she did anything badly, she did her best.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In hindsight I can see that hounding my children to get their required chores done, and MAKING them do it, doesn't work.&amp;nbsp; I need to teach them something I don't have.&amp;nbsp; Which is impossible, if I don't have it how do I give it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here's where I cry to the Lord and He always answers.&amp;nbsp; Now this isn't going to be easy especially for me.&amp;nbsp; I have discovered many things about myself these past couple of years.&amp;nbsp; One of which is that I accept things to be true that are not actually true.&amp;nbsp; Especially if I perceive it to hard to change.&amp;nbsp; Well the truth is I can't change.&amp;nbsp; Nope I can't, but Christ can change me if I let Him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I found this e-book and it's really helping me.&amp;nbsp; It has Mary challenges, which are more about spiritual growth and Martha challenges, which are cleaning jobs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This combination is really working for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The sweet lady who wrote this book has started a focus group for the next part.&amp;nbsp; I joined.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am a little intimated to say the least.&amp;nbsp; I am praying through it.&amp;nbsp; I'm also excited.&amp;nbsp; I'm learning.&amp;nbsp; It's fun.&amp;nbsp; I do much better when there is someone to TELL me WHAT TO DO!&amp;nbsp; Hahahaha!&amp;nbsp; Ok so that is something I'll have to deal with too, but for now I'm working on establishing routine cleaning habits.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://31daystoclean.com/about-sarah-mae/"&gt;Sarah Mae&lt;/a&gt; has given us permission to blog about our journey if we like.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Writing things out helps me process, so I'll be blogging about my cleaning journey as much as possible.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am doing this for a few reasons.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; First, because I am a wife and mother and I am at home it is my job to run the home.&amp;nbsp; Scripture tells me to do everything I do as unto the Lord!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can honestly say I don't care about housework, I skirt the edges and only do whats necessary when necessary.&amp;nbsp; I don't give it my all, never have.&amp;nbsp; But things are going to change, they have to if I want to give my children a chance to be better than I am.&amp;nbsp; I want them to be able to stand on my shoulders and reach higher than I could.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I believe that if I learn this, they will too, and when they leave me to run their own houses this will be one thing they won't have to struggle with.&amp;nbsp; They will have their own struggles yes, but if I can help them out with one, that's one less thing they have to do later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today it begins! I've been already working through the first e-book so I feel ready for the second one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's based on the idea of building a task each day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;I will post after today, and let you know how it went;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-6387078445313167058?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/6387078445313167058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=6387078445313167058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6387078445313167058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6387078445313167058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/06/31-days-to-clean.html' title='31 Days to Clean'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-123223436278295876</id><published>2011-05-30T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:47:41.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Raising Homemakers Anniversary Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I am posting this to let you know about 2 things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;First is a great group where I have gotten lots of great tips.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://raisinghomemakers.com/"&gt;Raising Homemakers&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I get the e-mails everyday.&amp;nbsp; From cleaning and cooking to raising kids.&amp;nbsp; Lots of great stories, ideas and encouragement:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Second today is their first anniversary so they are have a give away.&amp;nbsp; There is a collection of great books that they are giving away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we are THRILLED to announce that one “lucky” reader will win AN ENTIRE CLAY AND SALLY CLARKSON BOOK COLLECTION!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which includes…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wholeheart.org/educating-the-wholehearted-child/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-5146" height="206" src="http://raisinghomemakers.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/educating-160.jpg" title="educating-160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wholeheart.org/educating-the-wholehearted-child/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7da14d;"&gt;Educating the WholeHearted Chil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wholeheart.org/our-24-family-ways-family-devotional/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-5147" height="194" src="http://raisinghomemakers.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/O24FW-2010-150pw.jpg" title="AA025484" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wholeheart.org/our-24-family-ways-family-devotional/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7da14d;"&gt;Our 24 Family Ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wholeheart.org/the-mission-of-motherhood/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-5148" height="226" src="http://raisinghomemakers.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/The-Mission-of-Motherhood-150pw.jpg" title="The-Mission-of-Motherhood-150pw" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wholeheart.org/the-mission-of-motherhood/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7da14d;"&gt;The Mission of Motherhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wholeheart.org/the-ministry-of-motherhood/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-5149" height="240" src="http://raisinghomemakers.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/ministry-160.jpg" title="ministry-160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wholeheart.org/the-ministry-of-motherhood/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7da14d;"&gt;The Ministry of Motherhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wholeheart.org/seasons-of-a-mothers-heart/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-5150" height="240" src="http://raisinghomemakers.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/seasons-160.jpg" title="seasons-160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wholeheart.org/seasons-of-a-mothers-heart/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7da14d;"&gt;Seasons of a Mother’s Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wholeheart.org/dancing-with-my-father/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-5151" height="240" src="http://raisinghomemakers.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/dancing-160.jpg" title="dancing-160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wholeheart.org/dancing-with-my-father/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7da14d;"&gt;Dancing with My Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All SIX books could go to YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you want to enter head &lt;a href="http://raisinghomemakers.com/2011/the-eternal-perspective-of-the-home-anniversary-day-1-plus-sally-clarkson-book-collection-giveaway/comment-page-9/#comment-20367"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-123223436278295876?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/123223436278295876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=123223436278295876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/123223436278295876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/123223436278295876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/05/raising-homemakers-anniversary-giveaway.html' title='Raising Homemakers Anniversary Giveaway'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5561870424936377440</id><published>2011-05-27T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T11:33:51.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scheduling/organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Agenda</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;On the agenda today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Clean fridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Bake cookies and muffins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Decide whether or not I'm writing my own curriculum or finding one that works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now I better get moving, 3 of the kids are done they're work, now I can make them do chores:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5561870424936377440?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5561870424936377440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5561870424936377440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5561870424936377440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5561870424936377440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/05/agenda.html' title='Agenda'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-7728448668528897209</id><published>2011-05-26T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T16:16:14.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encourgement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I am learning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am learning to listen.&amp;nbsp; Listen to the Spirit whispering to me.&amp;nbsp; Listen to the heart of God.&amp;nbsp; Being still and waiting does not come natural to me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Father however is teaching me that what I think is my personality is in fact not..&amp;nbsp; He is teaching me that I must let it go, let Him take them off.&amp;nbsp; These parts I think are unchangeable.&amp;nbsp; To change my mind, He does that, I'm not really good at that either.&amp;nbsp; Change me to think that maybe I've been wrong all these years.&amp;nbsp; To claim a song and call it mine, and that's just the way I am.&amp;nbsp; Nope, not anymore, for if I am dead and He lives, what is mine?&amp;nbsp; Nothing.&amp;nbsp; I can cling to nothing, claim to nothing but Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Of course at any given moment of the day I forget this simple thought, that it is no long I who live but Christ who lives in me.&amp;nbsp; I think only of my goal in getting something done, or avoiding that which I know needs doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For me I am learning to answer when He calls, to seek Him in each moment, in each task.&amp;nbsp; To ask for His help in things I should be able to do myself, but can't.&amp;nbsp; Or don't know how, or have just been doing wrong for so long I can't see up from in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; He is there, in it all, holding my hand.&amp;nbsp; Speaking peace in my heart.&amp;nbsp; Heart Peace.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I like&amp;nbsp;what I read today from &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2011/05/when-you-feel-like-you-just-keep-blowing-it/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+HolyExperience+%28Holy+Experience%29"&gt;Ann Voskamp's blog&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Will I ever be who I already am in Christ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;It's a question I didn't know I was often asking.&amp;nbsp; Will I ever be who I already am in Christ?&amp;nbsp; I have faith in Christ that He will accomplish what He wants to in me.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to blow it, no doubt.&amp;nbsp; But He'll be there. And I'll repent.&amp;nbsp; I'm learning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-7728448668528897209?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/7728448668528897209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=7728448668528897209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7728448668528897209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7728448668528897209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-learning.html' title='I am learning.'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-9060713801889007435</id><published>2011-05-19T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T10:25:35.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homemaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scheduling/organizing'/><title type='text'>Challenge Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Where I'm at today.&amp;nbsp; I sometimes wonder if I bit off more than I can chew.&amp;nbsp; I seem to start a number of things without finishing the first thing, and somehow don't complete anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; First with &lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com/2011/05/the-maximize-your-mornings-groups-are-here/"&gt;Maximize Your Mornings,&lt;/a&gt; I started out ok, but once we went on holidays that all went out the window.&amp;nbsp; I haven't gotten back into it since I got home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then with memorizing Colossians....nil... Oops!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Is there something else?&amp;nbsp; I'm sure there is I just don't remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;So now I have this e-book &lt;a href="http://31daystoclean.com/"&gt;31 days to Clean&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; My newest and latest challenge.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Who am I kidding!?&amp;nbsp; Cleaning has been a FOREVER challenge.&amp;nbsp; I am never caught up.&amp;nbsp; If the kitchen, living room and bathroom are clean at the same time, I can guarantee the bedrooms and laundry room are a disaster site!!&amp;nbsp; And really the only time all three main areas are clean is when company is coming! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now you got all the goods on my challenge stats.&amp;nbsp; So I'm going to pray now and do laundry so I feel like I did something.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-9060713801889007435?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/9060713801889007435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=9060713801889007435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/9060713801889007435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/9060713801889007435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/05/challenge-stats.html' title='Challenge Stats'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-8614269331076867439</id><published>2011-05-14T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T15:57:13.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>Sand, Salt, Sun. Oh and Water!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M8csALsdAeM/Tc8BS-RikdI/AAAAAAAAAlY/jWSxAHX_MWg/s1600/hawaii2011+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M8csALsdAeM/Tc8BS-RikdI/AAAAAAAAAlY/jWSxAHX_MWg/s400/hawaii2011+040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The view off the right side of our Lanai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OeYj-x1ohAo/Tc8CANUy-HI/AAAAAAAAAlc/cb9aOXj9Bgk/s1600/hawaii2011+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OeYj-x1ohAo/Tc8CANUy-HI/AAAAAAAAAlc/cb9aOXj9Bgk/s400/hawaii2011+050.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Madi's favorite part of Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tb9Ur792uDA/Tc8CFbtChzI/AAAAAAAAAlg/A1mwXZXuCrg/s1600/hawaii2011+051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tb9Ur792uDA/Tc8CFbtChzI/AAAAAAAAAlg/A1mwXZXuCrg/s400/hawaii2011+051.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;One of the pools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-BRxnm9AIY/Tc8Ca6Z2vYI/AAAAAAAAAlk/aHMFJJJaO7k/s1600/hawaii2011+076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-BRxnm9AIY/Tc8Ca6Z2vYI/AAAAAAAAAlk/aHMFJJJaO7k/s320/hawaii2011+076.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;With Papa and Grandma each morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yZ4RBYDu0Rs/Tc8CoaWrktI/AAAAAAAAAlo/bQ2lolphZoc/s1600/hawaii2011+113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yZ4RBYDu0Rs/Tc8CoaWrktI/AAAAAAAAAlo/bQ2lolphZoc/s320/hawaii2011+113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fun in the Sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v6CWXM8W5t0/Tc8C43jZsTI/AAAAAAAAAls/2x1EcfPN2RY/s1600/hawaii2011+234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v6CWXM8W5t0/Tc8C43jZsTI/AAAAAAAAAls/2x1EcfPN2RY/s400/hawaii2011+234.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;On a leaning Coconut Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NceQCyh3J9E/Tc8DEx-9LAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/I9dCHpInvE0/s1600/hawaii2011+249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NceQCyh3J9E/Tc8DEx-9LAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/I9dCHpInvE0/s320/hawaii2011+249.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Walking back to our Villa after Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Daddy and Madi way in front, Bevan must be back with Grandma and Papa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjBk7gEKjLQ/Tc8D6gD1ErI/AAAAAAAAAl0/uVgjXiAijRU/s1600/hawaii2011+285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjBk7gEKjLQ/Tc8D6gD1ErI/AAAAAAAAAl0/uVgjXiAijRU/s320/hawaii2011+285.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The Shaka sign, which began in Hawaii and became a universal surfer sign for catching a good wave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I learned the origins of this sign while on a train ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Back when the sugar cane trains use to run in Hawaii&amp;nbsp;is where&amp;nbsp;the Shaka&amp;nbsp;began.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;nbsp;started as a wave&amp;nbsp;by one train driver (I forget his name). He&amp;nbsp;would wave&amp;nbsp;to the children on the side of the tracks, well they thought he was waving so they'd wave back.&amp;nbsp; Really he was waving them away because&amp;nbsp;sometimes they would jump on the train or&amp;nbsp;run up and take dropping sugar cane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;He had some kind of accident (I don't remember what) where he lost his 3 middle fingers.&amp;nbsp; Only his pinkie and thumb remained.&amp;nbsp; He continued driving the train, but now when he waved&amp;nbsp;at the children, they didn't know he lost his fingers so they copied him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thumb and pinkie.&amp;nbsp; The kids began making this sign to one another to let each other know it was a good day for a ride (jumping on the train) or that sugar cane had fallen off and they'd go get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft0OFGLavOw/Tc8EIyLK_EI/AAAAAAAAAl4/hdpkc9zQ2Sg/s1600/hawaii2011+261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft0OFGLavOw/Tc8EIyLK_EI/AAAAAAAAAl4/hdpkc9zQ2Sg/s320/hawaii2011+261.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A rare moment with all the children in the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-8614269331076867439?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/8614269331076867439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=8614269331076867439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8614269331076867439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8614269331076867439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/05/sand-salt-and-sky.html' title='Sand, Salt, Sun. Oh and Water!'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M8csALsdAeM/Tc8BS-RikdI/AAAAAAAAAlY/jWSxAHX_MWg/s72-c/hawaii2011+040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-6436316344955614099</id><published>2011-05-11T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T12:30:53.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>The Trip There</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Are you wondering what it was like to travel with 5 kids?&amp;nbsp; If you are here's a run down of events, if not then you might want to skip this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I spent 3 days packing and planning.&amp;nbsp; Friday night the van was all packed and ready to go.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Saturday morning we ate, cleaned and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I drove 3 hours to my parents house.&amp;nbsp; We stayed there till Josh came in from work (he works near there so this helped).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My parents left to catch their flight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We hung out at their house till we just got restless and left around 8:30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Josh drove the first 5&amp;nbsp;or 6 hours then I took over for 3 or 4&amp;nbsp;hours.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;2 or 3&amp;nbsp;more hours till we get to the airport, Josh drove.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;don't know the exact times, I wasn't really keeping track.&amp;nbsp; All I know is that it's a 12 hour drive from my folks to the Vancouver Airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We arrive at the airport, park in long term parking, take the shuttle to the terminal.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We wait about an hour or&amp;nbsp;two till my parents land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They land at 11:20am.&amp;nbsp; All 9 of us camp out in the airport.&amp;nbsp; People sit far away from us, I don't know why.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MpNIzfc7Zcg/Tcrjzvru4MI/AAAAAAAAAlU/YX4emfeK-RI/s1600/hawaii2011+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MpNIzfc7Zcg/Tcrjzvru4MI/AAAAAAAAAlU/YX4emfeK-RI/s400/hawaii2011+034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Finally at 2:30pm we can check-in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Madalyn's ticket is randomly selected by homeland security for a full security check.&amp;nbsp; Josh, the Parents and other kids all go through a different, faster check.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Madalyn and I line up for her full check, then I get picked by the machine for&amp;nbsp;my choice of either a) a full pat down or b) a body scan.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I opt for the body scan, thinking that would be less intrusive than a pat down.&amp;nbsp; It still felt intrusive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Finally we get through all that and into the USA side of the airport.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thankfully they have a wonderful play area that keeps Madi busy the whole time we wait to board our 5:35pm flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the plane! Yay! The hardest part over.&amp;nbsp; Madalyn seems to do fine with the going up.&amp;nbsp; The kids all have gum, they're great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Watch some shows, play some card games, nap, snack.&amp;nbsp; 6 hours and we are landing in Honolulu!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Madalyn is asleep coming down and wakes up screaming.&amp;nbsp; Her ears are hurting and she's so upset she won't suck her sucky.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hold her and rub her ears gently and sing to her, she calms a bit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We step off the plane and are hit with the warmth and humidity.....I feel like I'm home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Mom and I stand with the children.&amp;nbsp; Papa and Josh gather the suitcases.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; We walk out, catch the bus to our rental car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Drive to Ko Olina, get our room cards, get all the kids beds made, everyone crashes.&amp;nbsp; 1:00am Hawaii time 4am BC time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Madalyn won't sleep, so we bring her into bed with us, she's out like a light in 2 seconds!&amp;nbsp; We laugh and fall asleep.&amp;nbsp; We're in Hawaii!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-6436316344955614099?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/6436316344955614099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=6436316344955614099&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6436316344955614099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6436316344955614099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/05/trip-there.html' title='The Trip There'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MpNIzfc7Zcg/Tcrjzvru4MI/AAAAAAAAAlU/YX4emfeK-RI/s72-c/hawaii2011+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-7536598872029842746</id><published>2011-04-15T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T17:14:07.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>How/What to pack for Road/Airplane trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Having a laundry facility on the other end of your trip is a plus, plus.&amp;nbsp; It means you can pack less! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Here's the basic list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 long pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;4 shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;4 short sleeve shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 long sleeve shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;1 Hoodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 pairs of socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5 pairs of underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;2 dresses (girls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;1 pair flip-flops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;1 pair of hiker sandals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;1 pair of aqua socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;1 pair of runners (mostly for the getting there and getting back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;1 hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;1 pair of pjs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;To be honest the shoes take up more room than the clothes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;For me I have all of those plus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Toiletries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Diapers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Wipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Passports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;There are towels there so I don't need to pack any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;For the road:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Home made cookies and mini muffins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Store bought trail mix, banana chips and flax crackers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Fruit snacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Word searches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Blues Clues colouring book and crayons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Mad libs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;1 pillow each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Blanket for Madi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;1 mp3 player each (except Mads)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;For the Plane:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;1 Monopoly card game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;1 Sorry card game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;1 new mad libs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;A bunch of stickers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Plus all the stuff from the car.&amp;nbsp; I am keeping somethings new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;for the 6hr plane ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;And a secret sucky hidden in my purse for Madi emergencies.&amp;nbsp; You know the screaming, crying, get me out of here kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;There you have it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Oh I forgot the car DVD player, plus the secret new DVD I bought.&amp;nbsp; Do you remember Chip and Dale the Rescue Rangers?&amp;nbsp; I found them at Wal-Mart a 3 disc set! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Ok done! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-7536598872029842746?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/7536598872029842746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=7536598872029842746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7536598872029842746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7536598872029842746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/04/howwhat-to-pack-for-roadairplane-trip.html' title='How/What to pack for Road/Airplane trip.'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-177105395235512273</id><published>2011-04-14T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T22:37:34.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>Check it out!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I want to introduce a new blogger to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lillythroughthevalley.blogspot.com/2011/04/winter-wonderland-and-lillys-first.html?showComment=1302844735869#c2289042689485771993"&gt;Lilly through the valley&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Check it out:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Also these sweet ladies who've been blogging and I forgot to introduce them to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gratefulhhh.blogspot.com/"&gt;Grateful Heart and Helping Hands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiebevill.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wiebeville&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hope you don't mind me sharing:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Oh yes and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://starlithome.blogspot.com/"&gt;Starlit Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;and my friend who inspired me to blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://heymrswilson.net/"&gt;Hey, Mrs. Wilson!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Don't forget this one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifemoreabundant.wordpress.com/"&gt;Life More Abundantly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;And this lovely lady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohdawn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Oh Dawn...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have a few more than I thought.&amp;nbsp; But I think they are all worth introducing! You can also find them in my side bar, where I have blog links:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bonbonsbistro.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bon Bon's Bistro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;And my Pastor friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountainsidechurch.ca/inbreaking/three-questions-ask-jesus-cross"&gt;Mountainside Community Church&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have a few more, but I'll give you a break.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ok, have fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-177105395235512273?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/177105395235512273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=177105395235512273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/177105395235512273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/177105395235512273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/04/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out!!'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-4491742910699343844</id><published>2011-04-13T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T13:21:57.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WILW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><title type='text'>WILW  Link up!  And a notice for my absence (that will come:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I thought this looked fun.&amp;nbsp; What I Love Wednesdays.&amp;nbsp; I linked up with &lt;a href="http://www.lollipopscards.com/2011/04/what-i-love-wednesday-linky-party-no-12.html"&gt;Krystina at Lollipops.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lollipopscards.com/search/label/what%20i%20love%20wednesdays" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="lollipops" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_CHBGkudv-Z8/TUX4JSm-AgI/AAAAAAAAG-w/qRbs-LUoMXI/s150/DSC_0305_2-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;What I love.&amp;nbsp; I love the Beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TeHcYeq76vk/TaYB5GN4MDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/z0Wi02DNhFA/s1600/Hawwii+north+shore+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TeHcYeq76vk/TaYB5GN4MDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/z0Wi02DNhFA/s320/Hawwii+north+shore+015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And of course I love my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rL8Iasf8sVQ/TaYDM1cyzcI/AAAAAAAAAlM/TgxBWSafnVU/s1600/DSC_8139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rL8Iasf8sVQ/TaYDM1cyzcI/AAAAAAAAAlM/TgxBWSafnVU/s320/DSC_8139.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;You KNOW I love coffee, but my favorite coffee is Kona, and you can only get it in one place.&amp;nbsp; You know the place......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iTl85Kwg9Cc/TaYDxeouUfI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/UNaPRijlu0g/s1600/Kona.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iTl85Kwg9Cc/TaYDxeouUfI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/UNaPRijlu0g/s1600/Kona.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;HAWAII!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;Yep, that's the place.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And what could be better than having my family on a beach and me drinking Kona Coffee?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;So that's where I'll be Monday morning.&amp;nbsp; Sitting at the beach in Hawaii watching the kids play, sipping my Kona!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;Now you'll know why it's so quiet here, we're at our second home (I wish!).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;Wish I could bring you all along! Love ya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;Lollie:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lollipopscards.com/search/label/what%20i%20love%20wednesdays" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-4491742910699343844?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/4491742910699343844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=4491742910699343844&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4491742910699343844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4491742910699343844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/04/wilw-link-up-and-notice-for-my-absence.html' title='WILW  Link up!  And a notice for my absence (that will come:)'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_CHBGkudv-Z8/TUX4JSm-AgI/AAAAAAAAG-w/qRbs-LUoMXI/s72-c/DSC_0305_2-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-152737499128019650</id><published>2011-04-12T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T18:21:09.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Blogging'/><title type='text'>I WON!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I won a blog design!!! I'm so excited!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to see what Erin can do.&amp;nbsp; You can check out her site &lt;a href="http://www.insightblogdesign.com/"&gt;here and her portfolio&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her blog is called &lt;a href="http://www.insightblogdesign.com/"&gt;Insight Blog Design&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;So stay tuned to see what will be new.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;Also&amp;nbsp;a question for you bloggers, what is the difference between Blogger and Word Press?&amp;nbsp; Is one better than the other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;FUN! FUN! FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-152737499128019650?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/152737499128019650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=152737499128019650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/152737499128019650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/152737499128019650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-won.html' title='I WON!!'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-8729608034762063954</id><published>2011-04-11T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T10:54:59.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ashley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpoRMK2YAC4/TaM_fdiiMgI/AAAAAAAAAlE/2lC9aL2bsVU/s1600/100_4401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpoRMK2YAC4/TaM_fdiiMgI/AAAAAAAAAlE/2lC9aL2bsVU/s400/100_4401.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; How do I describe her.&amp;nbsp; Bundle of energy, doing everything with all of her.&amp;nbsp; All the knees in every pair of pants are gone, and yet a princess in every way.&amp;nbsp; Nothing is ever hidden, she wears it all up front so you can see.&amp;nbsp; She will always try to make you happy, she's very good a co-operating.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Organized, well maybe not.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ready for adventure, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Can't believe she is 9 now.&amp;nbsp; How did that go so fast?&amp;nbsp; Like her entrance into this world, a mere 45mins in hospital, gave that nurse a run for her money!&amp;nbsp; The Dr. arrived in her pjs just in time to catch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That's Ashley our little lightening bolt!&amp;nbsp; Bundles of muscle and life, full of loveliness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; She has a talent for art, in fact she NEEDS to draw.&amp;nbsp; She goes through withdrawals and pleads "Mama I just need some paper PLEASE" bouncing up and down in desperation.&amp;nbsp; I hand her yet another piece from my printer.&amp;nbsp; Aaahhh, a big sigh of relief and she quickly sketches it full.&amp;nbsp; Back for more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ashley who makes a friend where ever we happen to be.&amp;nbsp; At the pool, at the park, on&amp;nbsp;a beach.&amp;nbsp; "Mom this is my new friend _____"&amp;nbsp; She's done this through the grocery store before.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My girl, you delight me.&amp;nbsp; I am so amused watching you and full of excitement for your life and what it shall behold.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In Christ she lives.&amp;nbsp; Through her Saviour conquered her fears.&amp;nbsp; She clings to Him and builds herself in His truths.&amp;nbsp; She draws them out and tapes them on the wall above her bed.&amp;nbsp; So at night when she feels the lies trying to creep into her mind she reads her verses,&amp;nbsp;truths He gave her.&amp;nbsp; She smiles rolled up in His love and sleeps soundly through the night.&amp;nbsp; I am in awe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sweet, Vibrant Girl, I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-8729608034762063954?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/8729608034762063954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=8729608034762063954&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8729608034762063954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8729608034762063954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-ashley.html' title='Happy Birthday Ashley'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpoRMK2YAC4/TaM_fdiiMgI/AAAAAAAAAlE/2lC9aL2bsVU/s72-c/100_4401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1743654663203814013</id><published>2011-04-09T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T19:26:54.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Bevan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CTfg7z3OWOw/TaE42CBTcWI/AAAAAAAAAlA/x7ZEZitgjoY/s1600/087+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CTfg7z3OWOw/TaE42CBTcWI/AAAAAAAAAlA/x7ZEZitgjoY/s400/087+-+Copy.JPG" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bevan's favorite colour is green.&amp;nbsp; He is very organized and keeps his room neat and tidy.&amp;nbsp; For that he can thank his father.&amp;nbsp; He absolutely hates change.&amp;nbsp; Here he can thank his mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Changes are hard.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I love it, like changing seasons, I love for Spring to come and turn into Summer!&amp;nbsp; Other times change is hard, like life changes, where things are not like they were.&amp;nbsp; Oh we adjust of course and we think back to the "good ole days".&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; My kids are growing up.&amp;nbsp; Bevan turned 12 this week.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't really feel like that long ago when I brought my 8lb 11 oz baby boy home.&amp;nbsp; He's getting taller too, pretty soon he's going to pass me.&amp;nbsp; What happens when Mom's are now smaller than you?&amp;nbsp; Will I still be Queen?&amp;nbsp; Will they still obey and listen to me?&amp;nbsp; I feel like I'm shrinking into the incredible shrinking woman.&amp;nbsp; I have a small squeaky voice as I follow them around..."&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;get back here and do your chores! Where are you going? You can't ignore me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&amp;nbsp; I don't know what it will be like.&amp;nbsp; My brain is still having a hard time switching from Toddler to Big Kid.&amp;nbsp; Now the Big Kids are turning into Young Men, with their sisters not far behind.&amp;nbsp; Well I mean I know their sisters won't be young men! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Young Men, Wow.&amp;nbsp; Just the thought of those words makes me feel so inadequate.&amp;nbsp; And thank God that I am otherwise I might not ask for His help!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was going to ask how you raise Young Men, but I'm thinking that by the time they get to that stage they've already been "raised".&amp;nbsp; Now is the last bit of training and teaching that I can squeeze in before.....the young men turn into Men.&amp;nbsp; Yikes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is the coaching faze.&amp;nbsp; Where they get to go out and make the plays on their own, but I still get to call "time out" from the side lines.&amp;nbsp; One day soon I won't get to have that job, I'll be a spectator, with no say.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can cheer and boo, but that's about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This post is suppose to be all about my Bevy boy! He's the big Birthday &lt;strike&gt;Boy&lt;/strike&gt; Young Man.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For his birthday dinner he asked for his favorite, mashed potatoes, corn and steak (done schnitzel still).&amp;nbsp; Ice Cream Cake to top it all off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He had some buddies come over and they played for a few hours, ate chips and hot dogs.&amp;nbsp; At the end of the day he said "It was a good day, I had fun."&amp;nbsp; Just what I wanted to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday my son.&amp;nbsp; May you continue to grow in the Grace, Knowledge&amp;nbsp;and Love of our Savior Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1743654663203814013?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1743654663203814013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1743654663203814013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1743654663203814013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1743654663203814013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-bevan.html' title='Happy Birthday Bevan'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CTfg7z3OWOw/TaE42CBTcWI/AAAAAAAAAlA/x7ZEZitgjoY/s72-c/087+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-2087865650372078838</id><published>2011-04-08T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T15:32:27.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I have been so busy! Today is birthday party number 2! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;I really want to do a post for each of my birthday babies.&amp;nbsp; Once this day is over maybe I'll have some time to write! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Not only write but sit down and read through some of the great blogs I found at the UBP! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; So this is just some chicken scratches to let you know we're still around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-2087865650372078838?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/2087865650372078838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=2087865650372078838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2087865650372078838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2087865650372078838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/04/still-here.html' title='Still here!'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5832106284614318692</id><published>2011-04-03T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T20:55:29.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scheduling/organizing'/><title type='text'>Sacrifice My Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fcJIzqJoJIU/TZlA7TLRAjI/AAAAAAAAAk4/DBQglDZf5qo/s1600/IMG_0177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fcJIzqJoJIU/TZlA7TLRAjI/AAAAAAAAAk4/DBQglDZf5qo/s320/IMG_0177.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Does is count if you get up early and go back to bed?&amp;nbsp; You know cause I did get up yesterday and today, but then I went back to bed.&amp;nbsp; I read my bible, prayed, then went back to sleep for 45min.&amp;nbsp; Well all that yesterday, today I knew I was going to church so I thought I'd skip it.&amp;nbsp; (not the waking up part, the bible reading part;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think it should count.&amp;nbsp; Don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It could be counted as a nap, maybe.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;Seriously though, I had big plans this past week and for whatever reason it just didn't happen.&amp;nbsp; I am determined to do this, get back on the "wake up early" wagon.&amp;nbsp; Now I know that 7am is not that early to some of you, but if you know me, well then you're probably laughing.&amp;nbsp; You're laughing 'cause you've come to my house and woke me up at 9 or 10am!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So you see folks 7 is early in my books.&amp;nbsp; So early in fact that I have to think about it the night before and get my butt to bed before 10:30, otherwise it doesn't happen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was convinced that I needed between 9 and 10 hours of sleep.&amp;nbsp; Seriously! You could not&amp;nbsp;tell me otherwise.&amp;nbsp; But you know when God moves you, calls you to action, to sacrifice, to obedience. He begins to teach you things.&amp;nbsp; Things that I'd been&amp;nbsp;so sure&amp;nbsp;of have started to fall apart, my closing arguments, epic fail.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then He teaches, fills in my gaps, gently leads me in the way He wants me to go.&amp;nbsp; All the while giving me loving encouragement and assurance.&amp;nbsp; And here I find myself where I never thought I'd be, convinced that I only need 8hrs&amp;nbsp;of sleep,&amp;nbsp;actually wanting to get up early.&amp;nbsp;Wanting to have some time with Him to myself, uninterrupted by the world that is my home.&amp;nbsp; Does He still love me if I don't make it?&amp;nbsp; Sure He does!&amp;nbsp; Can I still&amp;nbsp;get through the day?&amp;nbsp; Yep, He hasn't left.&amp;nbsp; But I tell you the truth!&amp;nbsp; And you can handle the truth!&amp;nbsp; It sure feels good to be there, to be awake, to be in His word.&amp;nbsp; Just me and Him spending time.&amp;nbsp; Feels good.&amp;nbsp; Makes me smile more, makes me think more.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jesus made the ultimate sacrifice to save me.&amp;nbsp; I can make a little sacrifice to spend time with Him.&amp;nbsp; Sacrifice my sleep, that's pretty big for me.&amp;nbsp; It's not easy, but I'll do it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5832106284614318692?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5832106284614318692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5832106284614318692&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5832106284614318692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5832106284614318692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/04/sacrifice-my-sleep.html' title='Sacrifice My Sleep'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fcJIzqJoJIU/TZlA7TLRAjI/AAAAAAAAAk4/DBQglDZf5qo/s72-c/IMG_0177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-2995966359159605379</id><published>2011-04-01T16:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T16:52:23.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Blog Party 2011! WOOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/34651/ultimate-blog-party-2011/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Ultimate Blog Party 2011" src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k210/5m4m/UBP11/5528cf09.jpg" title="Ultimate Blog Party 2011" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first Blog Party! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a blog and want to join follow this &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/34651/ultimate-blog-party-2011/"&gt;link.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; If you're visiting me from the UBP11 Hi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends call me Lollie, this is my life.&amp;nbsp; I have 5 kiddos, married to my best friend who just happens to be the Hottest guy I know!&amp;nbsp; I homeschool, stay at home Mom stuff.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I am a believer in Jesus Christ and try to live my life for Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-2995966359159605379?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/2995966359159605379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=2995966359159605379&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2995966359159605379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2995966359159605379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/04/ultimate-blog-party-2011-woot.html' title='Ultimate Blog Party 2011! WOOT!'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k210/5m4m/UBP11/th_5528cf09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-4127567713247670015</id><published>2011-03-28T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T09:52:38.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Francine Rivers Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Head over to Francine Rivers' fan page to enter a great contest to win all of her books! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tyndale.com/blog/?p=1042"&gt;Francine Rivers Giveaway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-4127567713247670015?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/4127567713247670015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=4127567713247670015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4127567713247670015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4127567713247670015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/03/francine-rivers-giveaway.html' title='Francine Rivers Giveaway!'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-3836679637653745427</id><published>2011-03-27T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T20:56:35.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scheduling/organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Ground Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well this week was a write-off as far as early mornings go,&amp;nbsp; but not in the way of spending time with people I love!&amp;nbsp; My Mom was here for a few days over last weekend and into the week.&amp;nbsp; I had such a good time chatting away with her, we always stay up much to late; hence the lack in early morning rising.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Once she left, the Hubby returned.&amp;nbsp; (not on purpose it just happened that way;)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The week flew by, another weekend gone.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully tomorrow I'll be back on my mission.&amp;nbsp; Right now it's lost in outer space!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to dig into the info I printed out, plus pray and seek the Lord on what my Mommy Mission Statement should be.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am so loving watching the snow melt! Even if what's underneath is brown, soggy and stinky!&amp;nbsp; Ya, and there's THAT too!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-3836679637653745427?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/3836679637653745427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=3836679637653745427&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3836679637653745427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3836679637653745427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/03/ground-control.html' title='Ground Control'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-409131282377335836</id><published>2011-03-19T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T09:56:13.133-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Mom on a Mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Have you ever heard about or thought about a mission statement as a Mom?&amp;nbsp; It never occurred to me to have a statement.&amp;nbsp; My mission mainly has been to SURVIVE!&amp;nbsp; Not just my own survival but hopefully theirs too!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Of course I&amp;nbsp;had some idea of what I would like to teach my kids and how I'd like to do that.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it works out, sometimes not.&amp;nbsp; Although I have a slight idea of what we should do, most days we fly by the seat of our pants!&amp;nbsp; I've always kind of been like that, spontaneous decisions, or combustion, depends on the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've been picking up some thoughts and mulling them over.&amp;nbsp; First of all this getting up earlier thing, which didn't work out for me so well this morning, due to a late night of giggly little girls:)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now this Mom mission statement idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; You can read all about it &lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com/resources/free-mission-statements-for-moms-ebook/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;from&lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com/resources/free-mission-statements-for-moms-ebook/"&gt; Inspired to Action&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;I printed off some of the pages.&amp;nbsp; I'll be praying about it and reading through them in the mornings.&amp;nbsp; Which by the way are going well (when we go to bed), like yesterday when I got up 20 mins earlier and had nice quiet time reading Acts 4.&amp;nbsp; I decided to read through the book of Acts.&amp;nbsp; No particular reason.&amp;nbsp; What's really cool is my 14yr is following me, setting his alarm early and getting up to read his bible.&amp;nbsp; Super sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today we are getting the house ready for Grandma! She's coming to visit yay!&amp;nbsp; I love my Mom:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-409131282377335836?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/409131282377335836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=409131282377335836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/409131282377335836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/409131282377335836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/03/mom-on-mission.html' title='Mom on a Mission'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-2560386797482127411</id><published>2011-03-15T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T20:57:08.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scheduling/organizing'/><title type='text'>I Did It!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thought I'd let ya' all know that I got up 10mins earlier today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Granted the toddler got up too so I didn't get as much as I wanted done, but I did get to read Acts chapter 2 or most of it anyway.&amp;nbsp; Soon we will listen to music.&amp;nbsp; Some, well one child has already started his school! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-2560386797482127411?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/2560386797482127411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=2560386797482127411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2560386797482127411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2560386797482127411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-did-it.html' title='I Did It!!!'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-7823563057434909174</id><published>2011-03-14T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T20:57:26.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scheduling/organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>I Love Sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5bEVh_67fUs/TX6xJPv03tI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZzgyWu4WONo/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5bEVh_67fUs/TX6xJPv03tI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZzgyWu4WONo/s400/008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I have discovered a new challenge.&amp;nbsp; Well, actually it isn't new to me that this will be a challenge, what's new is that I now feel inspired to change and do something about it.&amp;nbsp; In there lies the challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love sleep.&amp;nbsp; I could sleep 12hrs if&amp;nbsp; "they'd" let me.&amp;nbsp; Honestly I don't get out of bed, unless I really &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; to.&amp;nbsp; It may be that I lack the will power to abandon my warm cozy bed or it may just be inertia.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lets go with that one!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If it was all inertia though then I probably wouldn't go to bed in the first place.&amp;nbsp; I look forward to bedtime, all the kids are asleep, I can finally hit my feather pillow and cuddle in my duvet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ahhhhhh, is it bedtime yet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ok, so what's the challenge?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To get up earlier.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can hear those words echoing off the walls, can you?&amp;nbsp; Frightening!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;It's a thought that makes me groan on the inside.&amp;nbsp; Who am I kidding! I'm groaning out loud! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Where did this come from?&amp;nbsp; Well it's been kicking around in my brain for years.&amp;nbsp; It comes up from time to time.&amp;nbsp; Good thing God loves me and is ever so patient with me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I found this &lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com/ebook/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; the other day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com/ebook/"&gt;Inspired to Action's Maximize your Mornings.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Due to the constant lack of time for planning school, planning the day, squeezing in little bits of bible reading, I am aptly aware of the need for more time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will not start getting up at 5:30am!&amp;nbsp; When I read that on her site I ran screaming from the room.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Instead my plan of attack will begin with 15min increments, er, or, well, maybe 5mins.&amp;nbsp; Babysteps, babysteps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My hope is that I can spend this extra time, worshipping God, reading my bible, praying, planning the day and the week.&amp;nbsp; I also hope this will help me change my evil nemesis "Housework" into a much friendlier giant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; PS I can't start tomorrow (oh darn) I am fighting a cold (cough, cough).&amp;nbsp; As soon as I feel better I'll be up &lt;strike&gt;15mins&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; 5 mins earlier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-7823563057434909174?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/7823563057434909174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=7823563057434909174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7823563057434909174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7823563057434909174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-love-sleep.html' title='I Love Sleep.'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5bEVh_67fUs/TX6xJPv03tI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ZzgyWu4WONo/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-276679560161076231</id><published>2011-03-08T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T11:12:53.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>House Work My Nemesis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Do you have any struggles that have lasted your whole life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Is there something that has always been there and never changed?&amp;nbsp; Maybe you have changed, and you are in a different place in your life, but that one part remains.&amp;nbsp; I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For as long as I can remember I have never been organized, never kept my room neat, ever.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When I lived on my own there was no cleaning, until company was coming or I had no more dishes to use and had to wash some.&amp;nbsp; Now imagine how that translated into marriage.&amp;nbsp; Then add children into the mix.&amp;nbsp; How was I never able to get a grip on this skill?&amp;nbsp; How has it evaded me all these years?&amp;nbsp; Why is house work my nemesis?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Oh I've heard it all from, just do it, to writing out lists and schedules.&amp;nbsp; Flylady worked for me for about a&amp;nbsp;month I think.&amp;nbsp; I've tried to get back&amp;nbsp;on the fly wagon, it usually lasts about a day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In other areas of my life I've changed, moved on, but this one gets me.&amp;nbsp; I'm stuck.&amp;nbsp; It's not that I can't clean, I have, but that's it when I HAVE to.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know this probably doesn't make sense to my "born organized" friends.&amp;nbsp; Some of my friends are nice and make sweet excuses for me, "You have 5 children!".&amp;nbsp; "You are very busy!"&amp;nbsp; Yes, yes, you are all sweet and I love your nonjudgmental love.&amp;nbsp; But I know the truth, I know that I could do better.&amp;nbsp; I know that I could BE BETTER.&amp;nbsp; So what's with NOT being better, what is that?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Am I too nice to myself, allowing myself the excuse to "not feel like it right now"?&amp;nbsp; Is it something deeper that needs to be worked out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Often over the years I have prayed for help.&amp;nbsp; Begging God to make me good at this.&amp;nbsp; Asking for the desire to get it done.&amp;nbsp; Now I have begun to pray again.&amp;nbsp; Asking God to reveal to me what it is that holds me back.&amp;nbsp; Giving me His motivation to WANT TO do the cleaning, His knowledge to know HOW and WHERE to start.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 weeks ago an amazing thing happened.&amp;nbsp; For 3 days I had no dishwasher.&amp;nbsp; I had to wash all the dishes by hand.&amp;nbsp; Since my children are &lt;strike&gt;spoiled&lt;/strike&gt; privileged enough to only know how to load and unload a dishwasher, and I was too &lt;strike&gt;lazy&lt;/strike&gt; merciful to teach them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One son actually took the initiative to dry the dishes and put them away.&amp;nbsp; A boy after his father's heart!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyways back to my story of the amazing thing that happened to me.&amp;nbsp; There is something truly magical in hot, soapy water.&amp;nbsp; It makes you want to wash everything.&amp;nbsp; So I did, all the appliances small and big.&amp;nbsp; All the cupboards (on the outside it's not THAT miraculous!).&amp;nbsp; All the counters, and walls (above the counter again not THAT miraculous). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; By the time I was done the dishes my kitchen was sparkly, and I didn't even give it a second thought.&amp;nbsp; I was in awe, and a little fearful that I had left and someone else had moved in (just kidding). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I kept it nice and sparkly clean for 3 DAYS!!! Then I got a cold and hubby fixed the dishwasher and here I sit in the mess again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't have a cold anymore.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I should make some soapy, hot water and stick my hands in it.&amp;nbsp; Maybe something might happen, and if not then I guess I'll just give myself a manicure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-276679560161076231?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/276679560161076231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=276679560161076231&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/276679560161076231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/276679560161076231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/03/house-work-my-nemesis.html' title='House Work My Nemesis'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-8971403657344417546</id><published>2011-03-07T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T10:44:22.721-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>It's An Emotion That Has No Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VJDBpLpSpgI/TXV9T9Vx7wI/AAAAAAAAAkw/QUuWFADc1i8/s1600/Hawwii+north+shore+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VJDBpLpSpgI/TXV9T9Vx7wI/AAAAAAAAAkw/QUuWFADc1i8/s640/Hawwii+north+shore+015.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Prayer, seeking, reading (scripture), listening, quiet, be still.&amp;nbsp; All these things are good and necessary for the searching of heart and soul.&amp;nbsp; When emotions surface from the deep depths of ourselves we have choices.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;1. we can ignore them&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. we can take them to the One who created us with a purpose and ask Him about them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I must confess that my go to choice is 1.&amp;nbsp;ignore, deny, shove it down.&amp;nbsp; I am learning more and more (slowly and like a stubborn child) to choose the second.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To come before my Beloved, the One who allowed those things to surface in the first place, because He wants to continue the work He started&amp;nbsp;when I was first born into His Spirit.&amp;nbsp; Alive in Him, no longer dead in sin.&amp;nbsp; Because He loves me and wants to make me whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To some the answers come easy, asking the Lord to reveal to them the cause, or getting right to the root.&amp;nbsp; For me it hasn't always been that way.&amp;nbsp; I can feel like I'm groping around in the darkness, waiting for my finger tips to grab hold of some truth or some reason.&amp;nbsp; If I don't make myself fold my hands and just pray, stop grabbing little things turning them over and over in the dark trying to make sense of what they are, I could easily give up, despair.&amp;nbsp; It's much better for me to sit quietly in the dark and wait for Him to turn the light on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sometimes He has already, and for some reason I still sit with my eyes closed.&amp;nbsp; What am I afraid to see?&amp;nbsp; Am I afraid?&amp;nbsp; Am I sad?&amp;nbsp; It's an emotion that has no name, it feels like grief, like the death of something.&amp;nbsp; Is the death of something in me?&amp;nbsp; Or the realization that something has died either long ago or more recent?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; While praying and reading I've been focusing on Life.&amp;nbsp; Simply because the feeling that came to me was about death.&amp;nbsp; When I think of things dying I am instantly transported to my Dad's death.&amp;nbsp; His dying was the deepest hurt I ever felt in my life.&amp;nbsp; It was a brokenness I can't describe, a shattering of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;At the same time I also experienced God in away I never had before and I know Him&amp;nbsp;better because of it.&amp;nbsp; He carried me through that time,&amp;nbsp; whispering His love in my heart, giving me strength when I had none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In years later I learned that it was a multi-faceted hurt that stretched it's sticky fingers into many areas of my life.&amp;nbsp; I make decision and sometimes beliefs (some lies, some not) based on that hurt.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It makes sense to me that what I experienced a few days ago is some part of that multi-faceted pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am reluctant to claim&amp;nbsp;that my Dad's death must be the reason for this just in case I am wrong, I don't want to miss the truth.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I wait sometimes in the dark, sometimes with the Light on and my eyes closed, waiting for the Revealer, Healer, Comforter, Master, Teacher, to do His work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; When I hear Him say "Open your eyes." I will.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;The verses that stuck out to me that night and today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Nevertheless I am continually with You; You do hold my right hand.&amp;nbsp; You will guide me with Your counsel, and afterward receive me to honor and glory.&amp;nbsp; Whom have I in heaven but You? And I have no delight or desire on earth besides You.&amp;nbsp; My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the Rock and firm Strength of my heart and my Portion forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Psalm 74:23-26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-8971403657344417546?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/8971403657344417546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=8971403657344417546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8971403657344417546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8971403657344417546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-emotion-that-has-no-name.html' title='It&apos;s An Emotion That Has No Name'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VJDBpLpSpgI/TXV9T9Vx7wI/AAAAAAAAAkw/QUuWFADc1i8/s72-c/Hawwii+north+shore+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-4544144267468321674</id><published>2011-03-04T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T11:26:12.157-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Going Through</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have the feeling that I'm going through something.&amp;nbsp; I don't know exactly what it is.&amp;nbsp; My only clues are that my emotions are highly elevated, meaning things that wouldn't normally make me cry, make me cry.&amp;nbsp; I don't cry that easily.&amp;nbsp; I am not a very emotional person.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong I have emotions, I am not numb, but I am definitely different from most of the women in my family.&amp;nbsp; For example my Mom and my Sister, Aunties and some female cousins all cry, and sometimes bawl, when we all say goodbye.&amp;nbsp; I never do.&amp;nbsp; Goodbyes are never really sad to me, I never think that I'm not going to see you again, in fact I usually think the opposite.&amp;nbsp; "I'll be back!"&amp;nbsp; So I don't get sad.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am not pregnant if that's what your thinking.&amp;nbsp; I know cause that crossed my mind too, I checked, nope not pregnant.&amp;nbsp; (I even bought a test to check, negative!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not that I put all that much faith in my feels, knowing that what I'm feeling may not actually be based on truth.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So while in the midst of this unknown phenomenon I just keep praying that God will work it out.&amp;nbsp; The way He always does, revealing to me what I need to know, need to deal with.&amp;nbsp; I am not into digging around, that just gets more trouble than it's worth, nope, I will wait on the Lord and His good timing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile learning to allow these emotions to surface and giving them to the Lord as they come is hard to do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My first reaction is "Come on now what is that! Get it together woman!"&amp;nbsp; Hahahaa!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maybe all I really need to do is be allowed to have these emotions without reason, just let them be.&amp;nbsp; Kinda goes against my nature though, I like to have a reason for things.&amp;nbsp; You know, cry because something is sad or there is pain.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;I guess it isn't just nothing that makes me emotional.&amp;nbsp; It has been something I read or have seen or think about that brings it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;For example I read some things at Ann Voskamp's blog, &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;A Holy Experience.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;This is what I read, "&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;just remain moment by moment in the Vine and there is the promise. Of yielding more in the end than an unlived life. "&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; and &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;"this is where God is. In the present. I AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Here is the only place I can love Him. Here is good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even reading it now the tears are burning my eyes.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; What is it about these words that touches a place so deep in my heart that it is foreign to me.&amp;nbsp; At the moment I don't know, but I trust my God who is doing the work in my heart that in time He will reaveal it to me.&amp;nbsp; Then perhaps I will be able to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time I really encourage you to go to &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;Ann's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; She is an amazing writer, gifted actually.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-4544144267468321674?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/4544144267468321674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=4544144267468321674&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4544144267468321674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4544144267468321674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/03/going-through.html' title='Going Through'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1754718723319245563</id><published>2011-03-03T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T10:34:39.281-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Up To My Eyeballs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Wow, it was so much easier to post when I had instructions on what to write about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;My days have been filled with trying to get more school done, organizing chores and making sure they get done.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Lately I feel like I'm settling more fights and dealing with more discipline issues up to my eyeballs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;It must be cabin fever, time for Spring!! Unfortunately the weather here is less than springy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;I had a couple of sick days, now I'm waiting for the energy I had last week to kick back in again.&amp;nbsp; Josh and I were both amazed at the amount of organizing and cleaning I got into!&amp;nbsp; Must be all that working out finally paying off.&amp;nbsp; I have had a bit more energy, about a month after starting.&amp;nbsp; Last week though I had energy to spare! Which never happens to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Right now my goal is to get Unit 2 done! I have a future goal of getting us through Unit 3 and 4 by Sept.&amp;nbsp; so we can start Year 3.&amp;nbsp; Year 3 is the one Bradon needs for Grade 10 learning outcomes.&amp;nbsp; Funny I've never followed learning outcomes before, the only reason I am now is so he can be tracked for a Dogwood Diploma.&amp;nbsp; (For those of you not in BC a dogwood is the name that BC gave to it's highschool diploma.&amp;nbsp; Don't ask me why it's not just called "Diploma".&amp;nbsp; I guess we have to be special.)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;I need to find some other Canadian Tapestry of Grace users.&amp;nbsp; I need to pick their brains on what they did for Canadian History.&amp;nbsp; The end of Year 2, and most of Year 3 are basically US history.&amp;nbsp; So I won't follow the curriculum exactly.&amp;nbsp; For example when we do the week about Jamestown Colony I will find a similar Canadian parallel to use instead.&amp;nbsp; Some US History stories we will look at, I'll pick and choose as we go along.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;So that's my week so far.&amp;nbsp; How 'bout you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1754718723319245563?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1754718723319245563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1754718723319245563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1754718723319245563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1754718723319245563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/03/up-to-my-eyeballs.html' title='Up To My Eyeballs'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-4517510510459864777</id><published>2011-02-23T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:45:53.647-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Blogging'/><title type='text'>Incase you were wondering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;I haven't posted in a few days.&amp;nbsp; It's because everytime I see my blog come up I see that picture of my Dad.&amp;nbsp; It's great to see him.&amp;nbsp; I'll post soon don't worry:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-4517510510459864777?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/4517510510459864777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=4517510510459864777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4517510510459864777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4517510510459864777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/incase-you-were-wondering.html' title='Incase you were wondering'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-8491507712813835720</id><published>2011-02-19T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T20:58:40.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Dad'/><title type='text'>Day 30: Picture of someone you miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4fndVoG_3wo/TVx0de5aItI/AAAAAAAAAkk/XlNgFcSc5LE/s1600/Dad90s.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4fndVoG_3wo/TVx0de5aItI/AAAAAAAAAkk/XlNgFcSc5LE/s320/Dad90s.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcEcb9R39Rw/TWBzqhtYSBI/AAAAAAAAAko/Rv4hEBThBDA/s1600/meanddad.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcEcb9R39Rw/TWBzqhtYSBI/AAAAAAAAAko/Rv4hEBThBDA/s400/meanddad.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-8491507712813835720?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/8491507712813835720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=8491507712813835720&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8491507712813835720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8491507712813835720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-30-picture-of-someone-you-miss.html' title='Day 30: Picture of someone you miss'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4fndVoG_3wo/TVx0de5aItI/AAAAAAAAAkk/XlNgFcSc5LE/s72-c/Dad90s.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-9037191557908361338</id><published>2011-02-18T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T20:59:09.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 29: A picture that can always make you smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n-q820dh7U8/TVxwJaFNK3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/pW8WN8oA6-Q/s1600/DSC_8242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n-q820dh7U8/TVxwJaFNK3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/pW8WN8oA6-Q/s400/DSC_8242.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;This picture always makes me smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-9037191557908361338?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/9037191557908361338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=9037191557908361338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/9037191557908361338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/9037191557908361338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-29-picture-that-can-always-make-you.html' title='Day 29: A picture that can always make you smile'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n-q820dh7U8/TVxwJaFNK3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/pW8WN8oA6-Q/s72-c/DSC_8242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-7106989489076762817</id><published>2011-02-17T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:28:00.140-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 28: A picture of something  you're afraid of</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; There are lots of different things that scare me or cause me anxiety.&amp;nbsp; But there is one thing that pricks my everyday mindless routines.&amp;nbsp; There is but one thing that I avoid only by the Grace and Mercy of God.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;This is not a picture of something that I'm afraid OF, but instead a picture of something that I am afraid to leave.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ulvIvazksc/TVxsc4kRJKI/AAAAAAAAAkc/1zCmLl_xK7E/s1600/narrow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ulvIvazksc/TVxsc4kRJKI/AAAAAAAAAkc/1zCmLl_xK7E/s400/narrow.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I pray that I never leave the Narrow Path, that Jesus would not let me go my own way.&amp;nbsp; That I would keep my eyes on Him and not get distracted so long that my feet leave the path and I do not notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;I pray also that you all find the Narrow Way and enter the Narrow Gate.&amp;nbsp; And if you already have, that you never wander.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-7106989489076762817?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/7106989489076762817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=7106989489076762817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7106989489076762817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7106989489076762817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-28-picture-of-something-youre.html' title='Day 28: A picture of something  you&apos;re afraid of'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ulvIvazksc/TVxsc4kRJKI/AAAAAAAAAkc/1zCmLl_xK7E/s72-c/narrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-6521051869563729223</id><published>2011-02-16T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T20:58:23.430-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 27: A picture of you and a family member</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TB-aINNZuRM/TVxiuJ9vuGI/AAAAAAAAAkU/I8JrOIg81OY/s1600/100_1806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TB-aINNZuRM/TVxiuJ9vuGI/AAAAAAAAAkU/I8JrOIg81OY/s400/100_1806.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Me, my little sister, my youngest brother.&amp;nbsp; My oldest and my sister's oldest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I think it would be great to get a sibling picture one day when we're all together! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-6521051869563729223?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/6521051869563729223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=6521051869563729223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6521051869563729223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6521051869563729223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-27-picture-of-you-and-family-member.html' title='Day 27: A picture of you and a family member'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TB-aINNZuRM/TVxiuJ9vuGI/AAAAAAAAAkU/I8JrOIg81OY/s72-c/100_1806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-6646335590737914561</id><published>2011-02-14T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T20:59:54.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 26: A picture of something that means a lot to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8-cCmgBjuR0/TVmnto4ffRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/6d3rH19maWk/s1600/DSC_8141.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8-cCmgBjuR0/TVmnto4ffRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/6d3rH19maWk/s400/DSC_8141.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;They mean more than a lot, they mean the most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-6646335590737914561?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/6646335590737914561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=6646335590737914561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6646335590737914561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6646335590737914561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-26-picture-of-something-that-means.html' title='Day 26: A picture of something that means a lot to you.'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8-cCmgBjuR0/TVmnto4ffRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/6d3rH19maWk/s72-c/DSC_8141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-2952480539425530352</id><published>2011-02-11T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T17:49:02.395-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 25:  A picture of your day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPEZTupSlUw/TVXmxMiY7-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/HBIwnx2NDH8/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPEZTupSlUw/TVXmxMiY7-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/HBIwnx2NDH8/s400/008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ok this isn't actually from today, but it's the closest we're gonna get! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-2952480539425530352?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/2952480539425530352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=2952480539425530352&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2952480539425530352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2952480539425530352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-25-picture-of-your-day.html' title='Day 25:  A picture of your day'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPEZTupSlUw/TVXmxMiY7-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/HBIwnx2NDH8/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-2704363081895852841</id><published>2011-02-07T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T10:02:00.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 24: Picture of something you wish you could change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUxNlXMDSOI/AAAAAAAAAkI/5OOkIJaGdqc/s1600/teleport.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="281" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUxNlXMDSOI/AAAAAAAAAkI/5OOkIJaGdqc/s320/teleport.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I would change the way we travel.&amp;nbsp; No more long flights or long drives, just jump in your teleporter and voila! You're there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-2704363081895852841?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/2704363081895852841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=2704363081895852841&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2704363081895852841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2704363081895852841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-24-picture-of-something-you-wish.html' title='Day 24: Picture of something you wish you could change'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUxNlXMDSOI/AAAAAAAAAkI/5OOkIJaGdqc/s72-c/teleport.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-3435870216738170891</id><published>2011-02-06T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T10:18:00.206-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 23: Picture of your favorite book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love books! I would have a library twice the size of the one I do, if I was allowed to buy as many books as I like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Times; font-size: x-large;"&gt;It would be impossible for me to pick just one book, well except the bible I&amp;nbsp;already did that one as my treasured item.&amp;nbsp; Instead I'm going to give you a list of the books that impacted my life the most.&amp;nbsp; Now this is just off the top of my head, there may be more but here it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJZyy23OI/AAAAAAAAAjw/zLEK4EqKl1o/s1600/rainbow.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJZyy23OI/AAAAAAAAAjw/zLEK4EqKl1o/s400/rainbow.bmp" width="344" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: x-large;"&gt;This book shared the gospel with me, and planted the seeds that lead me to Christ.&amp;nbsp; It was given to me by my Auntie who loved Jesus and is with Him now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJpi6DYfI/AAAAAAAAAj8/dzI87GfEMc0/s1600/bondbreak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJpi6DYfI/AAAAAAAAAj8/dzI87GfEMc0/s400/bondbreak.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-size: x-large;"&gt;This book helped me learn to walk in the freedom that is mine in Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJgCTV9NI/AAAAAAAAAj0/AfRL0DLurNg/s1600/othersidegarden.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJgCTV9NI/AAAAAAAAAj0/AfRL0DLurNg/s400/othersidegarden.bmp" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;This book helped me learn to be the kind of wife I wanted to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJmDA-gOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/w-YtNfz7kE0/s1600/loverespect.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJmDA-gOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/w-YtNfz7kE0/s400/loverespect.bmp" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;This one helped me see that my husband loved me more than I knew and that he talks in blue.&amp;nbsp; A language I am learning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJtmVdVtI/AAAAAAAAAkA/eF9vKvZlW6c/s1600/newkid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJtmVdVtI/AAAAAAAAAkA/eF9vKvZlW6c/s400/newkid.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;This one helped reminded me that I'm the parent, and what I want teach my kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJwLYJzPI/AAAAAAAAAkE/i4m9Hle0jYI/s1600/teachingtriv.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJwLYJzPI/AAAAAAAAAkE/i4m9Hle0jYI/s400/teachingtriv.bmp" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;And last but not least, this book helped me gain wisdom in homeschooling.&amp;nbsp; Helping me to see what it is I want in my homeschool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-3435870216738170891?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/3435870216738170891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=3435870216738170891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3435870216738170891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3435870216738170891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-23-picture-of-your-favorite-book.html' title='Day 23: Picture of your favorite book'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUpJZyy23OI/AAAAAAAAAjw/zLEK4EqKl1o/s72-c/rainbow.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-6569475982807836934</id><published>2011-02-05T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:00:58.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homemaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scheduling/organizing'/><title type='text'>Day 22: Something you wish you were better at</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Easy! This one didn't take much time at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Actually it's 2 things but they go hand in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUhn24oQI0I/AAAAAAAAAjk/XSolDY-k-28/s1600/cleaning+housewife.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUhn24oQI0I/AAAAAAAAAjk/XSolDY-k-28/s320/cleaning+housewife.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;First, to be a better housewife.&amp;nbsp; I don't keep a very tidy house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUhn7NOnlKI/AAAAAAAAAjo/_zX3LfcZOsM/s1600/being+organized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUhn7NOnlKI/AAAAAAAAAjo/_zX3LfcZOsM/s320/being+organized.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Second I don't just wish I was better at being organized, I wish I was organized period!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-6569475982807836934?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/6569475982807836934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=6569475982807836934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6569475982807836934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6569475982807836934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-22-something-you-wish-you-were.html' title='Day 22: Something you wish you were better at'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUhn24oQI0I/AAAAAAAAAjk/XSolDY-k-28/s72-c/cleaning+housewife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-7831646302703671602</id><published>2011-02-04T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T10:49:00.179-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 21:  A picture of something you wish you could forget.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUhkibbrczI/AAAAAAAAAjg/orIsxYW6s8E/s1600/bookofeliart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUhkibbrczI/AAAAAAAAAjg/orIsxYW6s8E/s320/bookofeliart.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I liked the story line of this movie.&amp;nbsp; I hated the gory violence.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;dislike all things gory.&amp;nbsp; I really don't think gore is necessary.&amp;nbsp; Some violence is tolerable.&amp;nbsp; Like beating up the bad guys.&amp;nbsp; But I can't watch gory, yucky stuff.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;So for everytime I watched yucky, gory or something in movies/tv that bothered me, I wish I could forget all those images.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;As for real life, there is nothing that I want to forget.&amp;nbsp; Everything I went through, everything I experienced made me who I am today.&amp;nbsp; All things bad left room for God's healing and restoration.&amp;nbsp; All things good... "every good and perfect gift comes down from above."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-7831646302703671602?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/7831646302703671602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=7831646302703671602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7831646302703671602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7831646302703671602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-21-picture-of-something-you-wish.html' title='Day 21:  A picture of something you wish you could forget.'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUhkibbrczI/AAAAAAAAAjg/orIsxYW6s8E/s72-c/bookofeliart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5080820625848050878</id><published>2011-02-03T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T10:20:00.219-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 20: A picture of somewhere you'd like to travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUYqu2InmfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Q_JRkNwHMT0/s1600/greece3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUYqu2InmfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Q_JRkNwHMT0/s640/greece3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I would really, really like to see Santorini and some other places in Greece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5080820625848050878?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5080820625848050878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5080820625848050878&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5080820625848050878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5080820625848050878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-20-picture-of-somewhere-youd-like.html' title='Day 20: A picture of somewhere you&apos;d like to travel'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUYqu2InmfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Q_JRkNwHMT0/s72-c/greece3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-7797280185228192117</id><published>2011-02-02T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:01:30.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Day 19: A picture of when you were little</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUS5mFFAmaI/AAAAAAAAAjU/PujtgpQw74k/s1600/mejojo.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUS5mFFAmaI/AAAAAAAAAjU/PujtgpQw74k/s400/mejojo.bmp" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is me (in the blue) and my little sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I think I'm 3yrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUS5sUR6jBI/AAAAAAAAAjY/pfdvGmyB-_A/s1600/mejojotea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUS5sUR6jBI/AAAAAAAAAjY/pfdvGmyB-_A/s320/mejojotea.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm the one holding the tea set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I think I am 6yrs maybe 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-7797280185228192117?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/7797280185228192117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=7797280185228192117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7797280185228192117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7797280185228192117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-19-picture-of-when-you-were-little.html' title='Day 19: A picture of when you were little'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUS5mFFAmaI/AAAAAAAAAjU/PujtgpQw74k/s72-c/mejojo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5977182390956598150</id><published>2011-02-01T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:01:48.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Day 18: Your biggest insecurity</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is a hard one.&amp;nbsp; I'm insecure in lots of areas.&amp;nbsp; They are all negative thoughts and are never based on truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;They all include feeling fat, ugly and not good enough or good at something I want to be good at.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;The problem with these thoughts is that they never accomplish any good.&amp;nbsp; So I MUST choose to think in better ways.&amp;nbsp; I am not "fat", but I am not healthy, so I am working to change that by making healthy choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I am not "ugly" but not getting proper sleep and drinking proper amounts of water makes my skin less than desirable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I may not be perfect but I am good enough and if it's something I really want to do I will learn how!&amp;nbsp; The best thing I can do is be who God made me to be! His servant, and just be ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUS2L4886TI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/xPtR_AiSrLM/s1600/mecute.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUS2L4886TI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/xPtR_AiSrLM/s400/mecute.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5977182390956598150?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5977182390956598150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5977182390956598150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5977182390956598150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5977182390956598150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-18-your-biggest-insecurity.html' title='Day 18: Your biggest insecurity'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUS2L4886TI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/xPtR_AiSrLM/s72-c/mecute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-2489858738007123927</id><published>2011-01-31T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:04:09.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fitness'/><title type='text'>Day 17: Someone who recently made a difference in your life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ok you might think this is really weird, because I don't really know this person in real life.&amp;nbsp; She has made a huge difference in my life.&amp;nbsp; She is able to motivate and challenge me, even if she's only on my tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TURnTcmO1rI/AAAAAAAAAjM/9YmJbh-IiL8/s1600/shred.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TURnTcmO1rI/AAAAAAAAAjM/9YmJbh-IiL8/s400/shred.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Times; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jillian Michaels.&amp;nbsp; This is the only workout I do, and one day I hope to get another one.&amp;nbsp; Right now though I'm still totally getting my butt kicked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Times; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Times; font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-2489858738007123927?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/2489858738007123927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=2489858738007123927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2489858738007123927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2489858738007123927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-17-someone-who-recently-made.html' title='Day 17: Someone who recently made a difference in your life.'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TURnTcmO1rI/AAAAAAAAAjM/9YmJbh-IiL8/s72-c/shred.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-2213513427605719240</id><published>2011-01-30T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:02:12.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 16: Someone that inspires you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUGsBi2kCNI/AAAAAAAAAjI/jH1CcweYr4k/s1600/maiya.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUGsBi2kCNI/AAAAAAAAAjI/jH1CcweYr4k/s400/maiya.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is my wonderful, beautiful&amp;nbsp;sister-in-love.&amp;nbsp; She grew up the little sister of the man I love.&amp;nbsp; But she is so much more than that to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;She inspires me in so many ways.&amp;nbsp; She is brave and strong.&amp;nbsp; Full of love and life.&amp;nbsp; When she shares with me the things that God is revealing to her and what He is doing in her life I am in awe.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;She is His servant and she lives her life yielded to His.&amp;nbsp; Her love for others and her constant seeking of the Lord in what He wants her to do is a continual encouragement to me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I look at her and I don't feel defeated or that I'm not good enough, she never makes you feel that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;She inspires me to seek the Lord for what He has for me this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I Love you my girl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;May His face shine upon you continually and many blessing on you and your sweet family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-2213513427605719240?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/2213513427605719240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=2213513427605719240&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2213513427605719240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2213513427605719240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-16-someone-that-inspires-you.html' title='Day 16: Someone that inspires you'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUGsBi2kCNI/AAAAAAAAAjI/jH1CcweYr4k/s72-c/maiya.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-2371971385261246258</id><published>2011-01-29T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:20:00.722-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 15:  Something you like to do before you die</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I couldn't really think of anything.&amp;nbsp; There isn't really anything I "have" to do before I die.&amp;nbsp; I don't have a "bucket list".&amp;nbsp; But since this is part of the game there is something I would like to do with my kids while we are still on this earth, Lord willing:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUGp1PvPPvI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Ibbg1TGjfMg/s1600/eastwest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUGp1PvPPvI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Ibbg1TGjfMg/s400/eastwest.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I would like to drive across Canada and see all the Provinces!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-2371971385261246258?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/2371971385261246258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=2371971385261246258&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2371971385261246258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2371971385261246258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-15-something-you-like-to-do-before.html' title='Day 15:  Something you like to do before you die'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TUGp1PvPPvI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Ibbg1TGjfMg/s72-c/eastwest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1846026034580191362</id><published>2011-01-28T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:02:36.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 14: Someone you could never imagine your life without</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I would not have life had it not been for my Mom.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I could not imagine my life without her.&amp;nbsp; I need to get some more recent pictures of her, and I still don't know if she'd let me post it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1846026034580191362?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1846026034580191362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1846026034580191362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1846026034580191362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1846026034580191362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-14-someone-you-could-never-imagine.html' title='Day 14: Someone you could never imagine your life without'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-6236152114206557377</id><published>2011-01-27T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T14:23:18.672-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 13: Favorite Band or Artist</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have lots of favs. Here's 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTzj2ZrJDHI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-zvowvFRQT8/s1600/Building429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTzj2ZrJDHI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-zvowvFRQT8/s320/Building429.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTzj5HZ6vkI/AAAAAAAAAi8/CGkxQjwwHTw/s1600/TobyMac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTzj5HZ6vkI/AAAAAAAAAi8/CGkxQjwwHTw/s320/TobyMac.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TT-gEaDyJHI/AAAAAAAAAjA/mzuJOvRe2to/s1600/lincoln.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TT-gEaDyJHI/AAAAAAAAAjA/mzuJOvRe2to/s320/lincoln.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-6236152114206557377?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/6236152114206557377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=6236152114206557377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6236152114206557377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/6236152114206557377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-13-favorite-band-or-artist_27.html' title='Day 13: Favorite Band or Artist'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTzj2ZrJDHI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-zvowvFRQT8/s72-c/Building429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-4534481246368737908</id><published>2011-01-26T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:03:04.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><title type='text'>Day 12:  Something you Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTzfIqlgsgI/AAAAAAAAAio/We19ZNvzs3o/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTzfIqlgsgI/AAAAAAAAAio/We19ZNvzs3o/s400/018.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Well of course I love these guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTziD0TbswI/AAAAAAAAAis/4XKbL6YSV-w/s1600/DSC_8166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTziD0TbswI/AAAAAAAAAis/4XKbL6YSV-w/s320/DSC_8166.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And you know I'm mad for this guy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-4534481246368737908?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/4534481246368737908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=4534481246368737908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4534481246368737908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4534481246368737908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-12-something-you-love.html' title='Day 12:  Something you Love'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTzfIqlgsgI/AAAAAAAAAio/We19ZNvzs3o/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-3704102204803356016</id><published>2011-01-25T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T12:58:00.217-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 11: What I hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIES.&amp;nbsp; I hate deceit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was a murderer from the beginning, not holding to the truth, for there is no truth in him. When he lies, he speaks his native language, for he is a liar and the father of lies.&amp;nbsp; John 8:44&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;This is in reference to Satan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-3704102204803356016?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/3704102204803356016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=3704102204803356016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3704102204803356016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3704102204803356016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-11-what-i-hate.html' title='Day 11: What I hate'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-7849468231620461771</id><published>2011-01-24T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T10:30:33.831-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 10: Person that I did the most "wild' things with</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTZSOjiBtbI/AAAAAAAAAig/K2nxLOMEXtY/s1600/meandbon.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTZSOjiBtbI/AAAAAAAAAig/K2nxLOMEXtY/s320/meandbon.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;That would have to be my wild child, Bon.&amp;nbsp; This one's from back in our wilder days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Well we weren't really "wild" in today's meaning of the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;We did convince our driver to try and out run a cop once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;We did ask a total stranger to lead us to the last bus stop through an abandoned dark part of Edmonton.&amp;nbsp; I think there were train tracks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;And hundreds of crazy things that should have gotten us into trouble, but never did.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Oh we look innocent now, but you just never know;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-7849468231620461771?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/7849468231620461771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=7849468231620461771&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7849468231620461771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/7849468231620461771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-10-person-that-i-did-most-wild.html' title='Day 10: Person that I did the most &quot;wild&apos; things with'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTZSOjiBtbI/AAAAAAAAAig/K2nxLOMEXtY/s72-c/meandbon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5391198896600141355</id><published>2011-01-23T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:03:30.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 9: Person who got you through the most</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOR5sYiUiI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/d561BvCAH-8/s1600/DSC_8246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOR5sYiUiI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/d561BvCAH-8/s400/DSC_8246.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hands down it's Josh.&amp;nbsp; He was there when my Dad died, he's been here ever since.&amp;nbsp; My best friend, love of my life.&amp;nbsp; I am truly his and he is truly mine.&amp;nbsp; God picked the best partner for me in this life, and I am so blessed to have him.&amp;nbsp; I am crazy about this guy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5391198896600141355?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5391198896600141355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5391198896600141355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5391198896600141355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5391198896600141355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-9-person-who-got-you-through-most.html' title='Day 9: Person who got you through the most'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOR5sYiUiI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/d561BvCAH-8/s72-c/DSC_8246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5981108632398624555</id><published>2011-01-22T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:03:50.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><title type='text'>Day 8: Picture that makes you Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOQGQ7yxCI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Cc3MLLb9IUI/s1600/hawaii+2009+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOQGQ7yxCI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Cc3MLLb9IUI/s640/hawaii+2009+003.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;My Girls always keep my laughing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5981108632398624555?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5981108632398624555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5981108632398624555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5981108632398624555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5981108632398624555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-8-picture-that-makes-you-laugh.html' title='Day 8: Picture that makes you Laugh'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOQGQ7yxCI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Cc3MLLb9IUI/s72-c/hawaii+2009+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5738975432604212949</id><published>2011-01-21T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:04:31.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 7: My most treasured item</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOL4VdMMgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/U7e63bD9UZQ/s1600/bible.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOL4VdMMgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/U7e63bD9UZQ/s640/bible.bmp" width="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;As far as items go this by far is the one I treasure the most.&amp;nbsp; Whenever I feel confused, frustrated or I just don't know what's up with me, all I&amp;nbsp;have to do is read in God's word.&amp;nbsp; His Word is alive, a two-edged sword.&amp;nbsp; It always feeds my spirit, and brings heart peace to my soul.&amp;nbsp;This Book contains the Words of Life that Sustain you, lift you, teach you and tell you how much you are loved by a Great and Wonderful God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5738975432604212949?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5738975432604212949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5738975432604212949&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5738975432604212949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5738975432604212949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-7-my-most-treasured-item.html' title='Day 7: My most treasured item'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOL4VdMMgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/U7e63bD9UZQ/s72-c/bible.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-4466480061273638469</id><published>2011-01-20T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:04:57.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><title type='text'>Day 6: Person to trade places with for a day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTct2l2ENSI/AAAAAAAAAik/l3jHD-9InCo/s1600/DSC_8275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTct2l2ENSI/AAAAAAAAAik/l3jHD-9InCo/s320/DSC_8275.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I would choose to walk in Bradon's shoes for a day.&amp;nbsp; I would like to&amp;nbsp;know how he sees the world.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;What&amp;nbsp;he thinks of his life, his parents, of just anything and everything.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I forget sometimes what it's like to be 14, and I find that&amp;nbsp;sometimes I miss understand.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;If I could see things from his perspective for a day then maybe I could be a better Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-4466480061273638469?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/4466480061273638469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=4466480061273638469&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4466480061273638469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4466480061273638469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-6-person-to-trade-places-with-for.html' title='Day 6: Person to trade places with for a day.'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTct2l2ENSI/AAAAAAAAAik/l3jHD-9InCo/s72-c/DSC_8275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5876828532600802793</id><published>2011-01-19T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:05:26.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><title type='text'>Re-introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know I've shared a link here before, but since he's started blogging again (it's been a while) I thought I'd hook you up again.&amp;nbsp; Here is a link to Bevan's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newsreporterbevan.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-to-hawaii-d.html"&gt;http://newsreporterbevan.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-to-hawaii-d.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;He really enjoys writing and thinks one day he'd like to be a famous reporter.&amp;nbsp; He'd settle for just being&amp;nbsp;famous;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Now if I can just get the other one to start writing again...hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5876828532600802793?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5876828532600802793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5876828532600802793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5876828532600802793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5876828532600802793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/re-introducing.html' title='Re-introducing...'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1594901295179550693</id><published>2011-01-19T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:05:43.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 5: My Favorite Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Well that's not just one thing.&amp;nbsp;There are 6!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOH8FsI7CI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uL0iOs9DAwI/s1600/wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOH8FsI7CI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uL0iOs9DAwI/s320/wedding.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;First would have to be the day we began our Great Adventure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOIwnMg3JI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FGpTiNIJCZw/s1600/summer+fall+2008+072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOIwnMg3JI/AAAAAAAAAiA/FGpTiNIJCZw/s320/summer+fall+2008+072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth,&amp;nbsp;would be seeing and holding each of our babies for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;(This is Madalyn.&amp;nbsp; The other's have pictures that are not digital, but they all kinda look just like this! Except Nat, imagine a&amp;nbsp;TON of black hair on that baby and you got Nat!)&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1594901295179550693?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1594901295179550693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1594901295179550693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1594901295179550693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1594901295179550693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-5-my-favorite-memory.html' title='Day 5: My Favorite Memory'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOH8FsI7CI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uL0iOs9DAwI/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-164444850758607241</id><published>2011-01-18T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:06:04.740-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Focus'/><title type='text'>Day 4: Something I'd like to do again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTTm-8DvQvI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rQs0wWLo6rk/s1600/focus2005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTTm-8DvQvI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rQs0wWLo6rk/s400/focus2005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTTnFemdpTI/AAAAAAAAAiY/wc49LQMG-1E/s1600/focusoct2005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTTnFemdpTI/AAAAAAAAAiY/wc49LQMG-1E/s400/focusoct2005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I miss FOCUS.&amp;nbsp; I would love to do that again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-164444850758607241?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/164444850758607241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=164444850758607241&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/164444850758607241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/164444850758607241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-4-something-id-like-to-do-again.html' title='Day 4: Something I&apos;d like to do again'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTTm-8DvQvI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rQs0wWLo6rk/s72-c/focus2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5928336720108064868</id><published>2011-01-17T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T14:48:11.712-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 3: Fav Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOGAz4U8DI/AAAAAAAAAh0/2VBlziqYlZA/s1600/hawaii+five+0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOGAz4U8DI/AAAAAAAAAh0/2VBlziqYlZA/s640/hawaii+five+0.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;My Favorite show.&amp;nbsp; A lot because I love seeing Oahu, but it has great charaters, action and stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5928336720108064868?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5928336720108064868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5928336720108064868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5928336720108064868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5928336720108064868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-3-fav-show.html' title='Day 3: Fav Show'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTOGAz4U8DI/AAAAAAAAAh0/2VBlziqYlZA/s72-c/hawaii+five+0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-3921118935396982953</id><published>2011-01-16T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T15:57:20.219-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 2:  Person Friends with the Longest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTNp1UqBvKI/AAAAAAAAAhw/suwTCvzvKVg/s1600/Bongirlpicwedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTNp1UqBvKI/AAAAAAAAAhw/suwTCvzvKVg/s1600/Bongirlpicwedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Michelle and I have been best friends since we said so in grade 2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After graduation we went to different towns, got married (we were in each others weddings), had babies.&amp;nbsp; But through the years of seeing each other once a year and sometimes not at all, I love that when we do see each other it's just like old times:)&amp;nbsp; I have a few long lasting friendships, Bonnie, Adrianne, Daniele, Tia to name a few.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Michelle and I have been together the longest, and sadly this is the only picture I have of us on the computer.&amp;nbsp; The rest are in albums!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-3921118935396982953?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/3921118935396982953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=3921118935396982953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3921118935396982953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3921118935396982953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-2-person-friends-with-longest.html' title='Day 2:  Person Friends with the Longest'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTNp1UqBvKI/AAAAAAAAAhw/suwTCvzvKVg/s72-c/Bongirlpicwedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-8152803184556862811</id><published>2011-01-15T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T15:57:05.384-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 Day Challenge'/><title type='text'>Because I must be a follower and it's fun! 30 Day Thingy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTItAAJHIXI/AAAAAAAAAhk/VnLCr_pFSFk/s1600/kona_coffee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTItAAJHIXI/AAAAAAAAAhk/VnLCr_pFSFk/s400/kona_coffee.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 1:&amp;nbsp; Something you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7f6000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I really, really like Kona Coffee...mmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-8152803184556862811?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/8152803184556862811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=8152803184556862811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8152803184556862811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8152803184556862811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/because-i-must-be-follower-and-its-fun.html' title='Because I must be a follower and it&apos;s fun! 30 Day Thingy'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TTItAAJHIXI/AAAAAAAAAhk/VnLCr_pFSFk/s72-c/kona_coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-6578458478081044493</id><published>2011-01-11T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T19:04:08.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Did I tell you about Christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; This year Christmas with my family was at my house.&amp;nbsp; It was wonderful! A house full of people, 15 for four of those days.&amp;nbsp; It's always nice to visit people, but you never really get to know someone until you live with for at least a week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The kids got along really well.&amp;nbsp; There were 8 kids in total.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My Brother-In-Law is a great cook! Thanks for all your help in the kitchen! It was greatly appreciated by all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Josh got to be here for 4 of the days, but he was at work over the actually Christmas days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I got to bounce my lovely 5 month old nephew to sleep.&amp;nbsp; Chatt with my other 2 nephews.&amp;nbsp; Laugh with my Sister and Bro-In-Law.&amp;nbsp; It was great.&amp;nbsp; Next year your house ok Sis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mom and Bob came with baked goodies.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It&amp;nbsp;really is a blessing to have the room to accommodate us all.&amp;nbsp; As much as my house can bug me in its goofy layout and unfinishedness, it does&amp;nbsp;have it's good points.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When my family left we spent time with Josh's family.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Uncle I and Auntie Y came up with all the kiddies.&amp;nbsp; Playing with cousins is the bestest!&amp;nbsp; And we did&amp;nbsp;lots of that this past holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; By New&amp;nbsp;Years all the family had returned to their respective homes, some as early as boxing day.&amp;nbsp; We returned to some kind of normal.&amp;nbsp; Until the&amp;nbsp;stomach flu hit us last week.&amp;nbsp; It is still trying to make an appearance I think as one kid is not feeling so hot right now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was very bad at getting to my Christmas cards.&amp;nbsp; I do still plan on sending them out, they will now be called New Year's cards!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Christmas tree is still standing,&amp;nbsp;I know,&amp;nbsp;I know!&amp;nbsp; Don't worry it's coming down this week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TS0XmMZKflI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Go573VUWo8o/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TS0XmMZKflI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Go573VUWo8o/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TS0ZMvuxNRI/AAAAAAAAAhY/WD76vzr9wPY/s1600/100_4388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TS0ZMvuxNRI/AAAAAAAAAhY/WD76vzr9wPY/s320/100_4388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today I am suppose to be planning lessons.&amp;nbsp; Instead I am holding down the fort.&amp;nbsp; Keeping one sick child in his room to rest and keeping the others filled up on Silver Water and immune boosting things.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; My sicky doesn't seem to think he needs to rest.&amp;nbsp; The others don't want what he has so they are dutifully downing whatever I hand them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am thankful that I wasn't the one up with him all night.&amp;nbsp; I do feel badly that he was having a sleep over with poor Oma who was up all night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am feeling funny but don't know if it's in my head, or I'm tired or I need more coffee.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I have found that basting Madi with olive oil day and night seems to help her eczema.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; She has grown and can now reach the counters edge.&amp;nbsp; In her mind anything her fingers can grab is fair game.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Not sure if school will start tomorrow or not.&amp;nbsp; I guess it depends on the level of healthiness in the house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Thinking of and praying for a young friend who started Chemo today.&amp;nbsp; Josh and I are praying for you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-2187619454432067540?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/2187619454432067540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=2187619454432067540&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2187619454432067540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2187619454432067540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2011/01/sickness-or-school.html' title='Sickness or School?'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-8782240471172145884</id><published>2010-12-12T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T18:51:22.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workout'/><title type='text'>Shred it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TQWnwegvEjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Zh8jlIMbm5c/s1600/shred.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TQWnwegvEjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Zh8jlIMbm5c/s1600/shred.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Some of you know I've been doing Jillian Michaels 30 day shred.&amp;nbsp; It has definitely taken me longer than 30 days.&amp;nbsp; In the beginning there was no way I could do 2 consecutive days because my muscles were so sore!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I haven't lost tons of weight.&amp;nbsp; 8lbs so far and I'm on the 6th day of Level 3.&amp;nbsp; I'm not too concerned about what I haven't lost, but I'm totally psyched about what I've gained!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am stronger!&amp;nbsp; I can do more than I could before.&amp;nbsp; Going up and down the stairs is a breeze now.&amp;nbsp; Loading wood in the fire not as hard (still don't like doing it but I actually can now).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; When I think about how weak I was it's kind of scary.&amp;nbsp; I'm not done yet I still have a ways to go.&amp;nbsp; Level 3 is still kicking my butt pretty good.&amp;nbsp; I know my cardiovascular system thanks me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've also lost inches too.&amp;nbsp; How much exactly I don't know.&amp;nbsp; I never did measure, but I started at a size 12 and now my size 10s are getting lose and baggy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Maybe soon I'll get into those old size 8s I have kicking around in the closet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never use to like working out, but now I look forward to it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's good to sweat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;And&amp;nbsp;now I have&amp;nbsp;good stabilizing muscles to wear my&amp;nbsp;5" Steve Madden high heels;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-8782240471172145884?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/8782240471172145884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=8782240471172145884&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8782240471172145884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8782240471172145884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2010/12/shred-it.html' title='Shred it!'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TQWnwegvEjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Zh8jlIMbm5c/s72-c/shred.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5418080785933162121</id><published>2010-12-08T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T12:25:26.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee Bit of Me Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Following my friend cause I can't think of anything to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;{one} &lt;strong&gt;If you&amp;nbsp;were granted&amp;nbsp;three wishes what would they be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hmmm...to live somewhere like Hawaii...that housework would be easy and enjoyable...and I'm gonna leave the last one open for emergencies;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;{two} &lt;strong&gt;Who is your favorite author?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;I would have to say John Bunyan first.&amp;nbsp; I can't think of any authors only good books.&amp;nbsp; My all time favorite the one I read over and over is the Bible so favorite all time author, God:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;{three} &lt;strong&gt;What crowd were you involved in&amp;nbsp;during high school?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;I was in the Church crowd.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;{four} &lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite thing to do when you have time to yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;When I have time I like to sew, cross-stitch and scrapbook.&amp;nbsp; While I do these things I like to watch movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;{five} &lt;strong&gt;Do you have any hidden talents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;I really don't think so and if I do they must be really, really hidden!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;{six} &lt;strong&gt;Can you fake any accents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;yes, but only with Josh, I'd never do it in front of anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;{seven} &lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been mentioned in the newspaper?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;I grew up in a small town so yep I've been in the newspaper a few times.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"&gt;{eight} &amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been arrested?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Never been arrested, but I did take a ride in the back of a cop car!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;{nine} &lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite job you've had?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Being a Mom, it's a had thankless job, but so far it's still my favorite.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;{ten} &lt;strong&gt;Do you have any scars?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Emotional or physical??&amp;nbsp; I have both:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;On my knee I have this weird scar of lines and dots from when I stopped my bike with my knee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;And lots of stretch marks, my battle scars:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;Josh has way more scars than me, from chains saws and stuff, but the coolest one I want to tell you about is a body surfing scar from Hawaii.&amp;nbsp; It looks exactly like the number 17!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;(just a little scar&amp;nbsp;trivia for ya;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5418080785933162121?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5418080785933162121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5418080785933162121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5418080785933162121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5418080785933162121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2010/12/wee-bit-of-me-wednesday.html' title='Wee Bit of Me Wednesday'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-976732108871855430</id><published>2010-11-29T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:36:09.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistake #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Word of advice....be careful where you get your sewing instructions.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Following duvet making instructions from a miscellaneous site, I bought the listed amount of material for the proper bedding sizes.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately there was no where on those instructions that told me this would only cover the front!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I thought at the time, "This is a lot of material!".&amp;nbsp; Not once did I think it wouldn't be enough.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; While I only need a 15 x 84 inch piece for the Twin Cover, I'll need another 5 1/2 yards for the Double.&amp;nbsp; NUTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am beginning to think it would have been cheaper and easy to buy covers.&amp;nbsp; I would have, but the ones I liked were at least $100, the cheaper ones where not as pretty.&amp;nbsp; I have beautiful material, the kids are going to love it.&amp;nbsp; If it gets done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I've&amp;nbsp;spent $189 on 3 duvet covers so far, how much more will I need to spend??&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am currently undoing 1/4 of the stitching I did late last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Mistake #2 Sewing while tired = miss calculations in measurements.&amp;nbsp; OOPS!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-976732108871855430?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/976732108871855430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=976732108871855430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/976732108871855430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/976732108871855430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2010/11/mistake-1.html' title='Mistake #1'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5141827214430566483</id><published>2010-11-28T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T21:29:59.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>The "Getter Done" List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The plan for this week, along with all our regular daily tasks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Detailed Cleaning of the Kitchen, Dining Room, Living Room and&amp;nbsp;Entrances in preparation for decoration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Shopping with the children so they can buy gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Shopping without the children so I can buy gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Baking Cookies with enough to freeze and last us through the holidays.&amp;nbsp; (maybe) (That's maybe last not bake.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Decorate the house for Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Make all gifts that need to be made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;That last one I am starting right now.&amp;nbsp; I am off to sew Duvet covers, catch ya later when I'll let you know how the "list" is going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5141827214430566483?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5141827214430566483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5141827214430566483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5141827214430566483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5141827214430566483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2010/11/getter-done-list.html' title='The &quot;Getter Done&quot; List'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-8771984415323939491</id><published>2010-11-26T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:07:06.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Love/Hate Relationship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I believe I have a love/hate relationship with Christmas, and winter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love Christmas for the fact I get to visit my family that I haven't seen most of the year or at least since summer.&amp;nbsp; I hate that the roads are yucky and sometimes scary this time of year and my beloved family is traveling on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love giving gifts to people.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hate that gifts often take away from the real reason why we are celebrating in the first place.&amp;nbsp; If I had it my way there would&amp;nbsp;be no presents on Christmas, the big spending and hoopla would be on your Birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love all the good food, and baked goods.&amp;nbsp; I hate that how I feel when I eat to much of the yummy, yummy food!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I hate being cold, I hate keeping the fire going (which reminds me I need to run and put wood in the furnace!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love how quiet it gets outside at night when everything is covered in white.&amp;nbsp; It looks so beautiful that I forget that it's cold out and I just stand and stare.&amp;nbsp; The stars are even brighter and time disappears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love that the kids have so much fun out there, building snow forts and snowmen.&amp;nbsp; I hate that 3 out of 4 of them never seem to remember to knock the snow off outside or hang up wet stuff! GRRRR!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But they do play nicely (mostly) for hours.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I hate that the kids are always thinking about what they want, well the younger ones anyway.&amp;nbsp; I haven't heard much about it from the older two.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love that they are old enough to shop for and think about, what the person they are buying for would like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hate that the&amp;nbsp;stores are crowded with people.&amp;nbsp; It makes grocery shopping a pain.&amp;nbsp; I love that Ten Thousand Villages is open this weekend and so is the Farmers Market fair.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am thankful for the true meaning of Christmas, above all the hoopla (my new word of the day).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;That true meaning being the Creator of Heaven and Earth gave His only Son to pay the way for us to be reconciled to Him.&amp;nbsp; Christmas celebrates His birth, but really it's about the Cross.&amp;nbsp; And I can't leave it there, cause He didn't stay on the Cross, no He didn't.&amp;nbsp; He rose up from the dead to sit at the right hand of God, preparing a place for those who will follow Him.&amp;nbsp; That is what Christmas is truly for, to remember what He gave, and remember why we're here.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-8771984415323939491?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/8771984415323939491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=8771984415323939491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8771984415323939491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/8771984415323939491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2010/11/lovehate-relationship.html' title='Love/Hate Relationship.'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5391038912659985477</id><published>2010-11-24T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T10:51:28.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Sittin' in the Rain, Water on Your Brain, Got a Hole in Your Boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; That's&amp;nbsp; how I feel when I'm sick.&amp;nbsp; Do you remember that song?&amp;nbsp; I think it was a Michael W. Smith? (Wow I totally drew a blank on his name!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;"Sittin' in the rain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;water on your brain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;gotta hole in your boat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Tryin to stay afloat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;has got you down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;I’ve got a wind in my sail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Rubber boots and a pail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I’ll throw you a line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Rest assured that i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Won’t ever let you drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;’cause when you’re up against the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;You know I’ll be here for you, for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;When you rise and when you fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I’ll always be here for you, for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;When the plans you make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fall through and take you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;For a loop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Or some bird has flown the coop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And left you stranded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Just lean on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And together you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;We’ll carry the load&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Even if we don’t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quite understand it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm not really sinking, just feeling sorry for myself.&amp;nbsp; When I'm under the weather and not myself all the things I wanted to get done and can't bother me.&amp;nbsp; Like grocery shopping, my workout, lesson planning.&amp;nbsp; I just don't have the energy and I can't see through the cobwebs in my brain.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We're in survival mode here.&amp;nbsp; I make waffles, toast and ichaban to keep the children fed.&amp;nbsp; They do the dishes and whatever school they can without me.&amp;nbsp; Then they play games and watch movies the rest of the time.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry they are supervised.&amp;nbsp; I counted there are 4 here!&amp;nbsp; Ok that means one is missing but I remembered that he went to Oma's:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hope you all are avoiding the annoying coughs, colds and flus.&amp;nbsp; I am going to take more Vitamin C and drink some tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5391038912659985477?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5391038912659985477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5391038912659985477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5391038912659985477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5391038912659985477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2010/11/sittin-in-rain-water-on-your-brain-got.html' title='Sittin&apos; in the Rain, Water on Your Brain, Got a Hole in Your Boat'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-4630705387744277665</id><published>2010-11-15T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T10:35:24.811-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chickens'/><title type='text'>HOUSTON!! WE'VE GOT AN EGG!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally! One of my little chickens is earning her keep! Yesterday morning Bradon came in beaming with the first little egg in his hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's actually bigger than I expected.&amp;nbsp; I was thinking they'd be like robin's eggs.&amp;nbsp; They are a pretty good little size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TOG-R-af4AI/AAAAAAAAAg8/iYbM7G3zids/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TOG-R-af4AI/AAAAAAAAAg8/iYbM7G3zids/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TOG-aYEtHqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/-YA0vqh5b7Y/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TOG-aYEtHqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/-YA0vqh5b7Y/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TOG-j5bk7fI/AAAAAAAAAhE/3JWUGr87ziU/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TOG-j5bk7fI/AAAAAAAAAhE/3JWUGr87ziU/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-4630705387744277665?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/4630705387744277665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=4630705387744277665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4630705387744277665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/4630705387744277665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2010/11/houston-weve-got-egg.html' title='HOUSTON!! WE&apos;VE GOT AN EGG!!'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TOG-R-af4AI/AAAAAAAAAg8/iYbM7G3zids/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-2894928694081622762</id><published>2010-11-14T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T10:35:42.654-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidlets'/><title type='text'>Here We Go 'Round the Cough, Cold, Flu Bush.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; A mulberry bush sounds like more fun then the circle we've been traveling the last few weeks.&amp;nbsp; Bad coughs, one puker, all day fever, runny noses.&amp;nbsp; I am hoping this cycle ends soon, I'm tired of keeping the sick ones locked up.&amp;nbsp; With sending out the healthy ones I'm still afraid we're infecting others, or bringing in more germs!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am however thankful that it is more annoying than it is really ugly.&amp;nbsp; We are not doing that badly, we're doing pretty good all things considered.&amp;nbsp; The &lt;strike&gt;baby&lt;/strike&gt; toddler is not throwing up.&amp;nbsp; Only the oldest one did, he handled it well, I didn't even know about it until the morning (poor guy).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All those in between had their turn with a runny nose and 2 with coughs.&amp;nbsp; So over all we're good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There was that one year....well lets not go there again (shudder).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was feeling pretty queasy myself, so I've been downing the silver water, vitamin C and acidophilus.&amp;nbsp; I felt good enough to do my workout!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-2894928694081622762?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/2894928694081622762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=2894928694081622762&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2894928694081622762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/2894928694081622762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2010/11/here-we-go-round-cough-cold-flu-bush.html' title='Here We Go &apos;Round the Cough, Cold, Flu Bush.'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1418425125388124982</id><published>2010-11-11T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T21:06:20.647-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>What do I want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I have a pretty good idea of what getting for others.&amp;nbsp; Well the kids mostly.&amp;nbsp; Adults are a little harder.&amp;nbsp; Especially the none picky ones.&amp;nbsp; Which means yes they are easy to please, but I want to try harder to make in meaningful, that takes more brain steam.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know what I want Josh to get me, well a few things, he can pick one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TNg8YAlhM4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/cZ-10E5jAR4/s1600/fondue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TNg8YAlhM4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/cZ-10E5jAR4/s320/fondue.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;First of all I've always wanted a fondue set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TNg8yLxRtRI/AAAAAAAAAg0/3JOlGZte2HU/s1600/Kitchen-aid-pasta-press-attachment-neo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TNg8yLxRtRI/AAAAAAAAAg0/3JOlGZte2HU/s320/Kitchen-aid-pasta-press-attachment-neo1.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A Kitchen Aid pasta maker attachment would be nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TNg9TTWZEUI/AAAAAAAAAg4/xUlPwusvgiQ/s1600/canonrebel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TNg9TTWZEUI/AAAAAAAAAg4/xUlPwusvgiQ/s320/canonrebel.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would love to have the Canon Rebel camera or&amp;nbsp;a Nikon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Or let me go clothes shopping!&amp;nbsp; That would be nice too:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Really though these are things that I can accumulate over time and don't really need for any reason.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Now I will go write a post about how Christmas is not about getting or giving, it's about Christ.&amp;nbsp; 'Cause now I'm feeling guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-1418425125388124982?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/1418425125388124982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=1418425125388124982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1418425125388124982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/1418425125388124982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-do-i-want.html' title='What do I want?'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TNg8YAlhM4I/AAAAAAAAAgw/cZ-10E5jAR4/s72-c/fondue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-3727327984060149569</id><published>2010-11-07T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T21:06:00.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>Workout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't like working out.&amp;nbsp; It's boring and well hard work.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I would much rather be drinking Lattes at Starbucks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But there comes a time in a girls life when things just aren't as they were.&amp;nbsp; When she (me) realizes that it's not going to get better unless I apply a good effort.&amp;nbsp; And regardless of how comfy it is in the sand I must pop my head out long enough to see that I'm only 16 yrs to the age my Dad died.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;His death could have been avoided by a healthy lifestyle.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;So I feel the need to get healthy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;I started a workout video called 30 Day Shred by Jillian Michaels.&amp;nbsp; It is done in 3 levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Level 1 isn't so hard that you have to be super coordinated.&amp;nbsp; I could manage all the low impact moves.&amp;nbsp; But boy was I huffing and puffing!&amp;nbsp; My cardiovascular system is baaaaad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;I had a hard time recovering after, catching my breath!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;After 5 or 6 workouts though it became easier.&amp;nbsp; By the 7th or 8th I could do more of the higher impacted moves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; You are suppose to do 10 days of level 1 but, I&amp;nbsp; did 12.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to have the level 1 a bit better before I moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Level 2 is a lot harder than the first.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've done Level 2 seven times now.&amp;nbsp; I still can't do&amp;nbsp;the higher impact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I also read Jillian's book about Mastering your Metabolism.&amp;nbsp; It was a lot about hormones and how the food we eat and our lifestyles effect them.&amp;nbsp; Some really good info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Here's what I've been doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;I eat some protein and healthy carbs, and healthy fats at Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner and a snack.&amp;nbsp; I do not eat again after my last meal or at least make sure I don't eat after 9pm.&amp;nbsp; I try to get to bed by 10:30/11:00.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I try to work out every day.&amp;nbsp; The work outs are circuit style and 20mins each.&amp;nbsp; The most I've gone without working out is 2 days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I've done a totally of 19 workouts.&amp;nbsp; I've lost 5lbs.&amp;nbsp; I feel stronger, I have more energy and my clothes are much looser fitting.&amp;nbsp; I haven't taken measurements.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I should have.&amp;nbsp; Really I just want to feel better and have more energy!&amp;nbsp; And it's working:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-3727327984060149569?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/3727327984060149569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=3727327984060149569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3727327984060149569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/3727327984060149569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2010/11/workout.html' title='Workout'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-5948223066302671469</id><published>2010-10-30T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T15:32:15.000-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc'/><title type='text'>A Few Interesting Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I have found a few interesting things.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;One is this site that you can buy brand name things at discount prices.&amp;nbsp; Actually a friend on FB posted it and I have checked everyday since, but not bought anything yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beyondtherack.com/member/signin/event-calendar"&gt;http://www.beyondtherack.com/member/signin/event-calendar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I was looking for Christmas gift ideas for my older nephews and I found this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.giftbee.com/for/gift_ideas_for_12_year_old.php"&gt;http://www.giftbee.com/for/gift_ideas_for_12_year_old.php&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;There are tons of ideas for all ages on Giftbee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;This looks like an awesome Advent idea for the family, &lt;a href="http://www.familymanweb.com/store/advent-craft-kit"&gt;http://www.familymanweb.com/store/advent-craft-kit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;plus I really like the family man guy, Todd, he has great homeschooling articles on The Old Schoolhouse newsletter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://campaign.r20.constantcontact.com/render?llr=v8kuxxbab&amp;amp;v=001oa6YnRfZhAX2h1HqcF0e00VlCNQ9u9EUbMNyq5XwCRsfv29zDgoyV7Iznuy4qW945QSn5Q8Rs7QeHWYVHbMSjVaQli9CaiLUCaSJqGhh8FD0NLQHM-KYPgY9s3ERC0J5f_6f53Fa4hMf7VTbwpLZvrAALWlk9PDTGgii4Nyw1hcNKEerygKoRnuKlmdoATtUE8WNipXwW5QLyUYZjTT1tMBEUEl4WPPhMVGtWtnsrl0%3D"&gt;http://campaign.r20.constantcontact.com/render?llr=v8kuxxbab&amp;amp;v=001oa6YnRfZhAX2h1HqcF0e00VlCNQ9u9EUbMNyq5XwCRsfv29zDgoyV7Iznuy4qW945QSn5Q8Rs7QeHWYVHbMSjVaQli9CaiLUCaSJqGhh8FD0NLQHM-KYPgY9s3ERC0J5f_6f53Fa4hMf7VTbwpLZvrAALWlk9PDTGgii4Nyw1hcNKEerygKoRnuKlmdoATtUE8WNipXwW5QLyUYZjTT1tMBEUEl4WPPhMVGtWtnsrl0%3D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sorry that's a huge link.&amp;nbsp; It's the Old Schoolhouse Minute if you need to google it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Well the house is falling apart around me I better get it back in gear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;We're getting our cars ready for the races tomorrow! Should be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780770635300388629-5948223066302671469?l=mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/feeds/5948223066302671469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780770635300388629&amp;postID=5948223066302671469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5948223066302671469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780770635300388629/posts/default/5948223066302671469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifeaslollie.blogspot.com/2010/10/few-interesting-things.html' title='A Few Interesting Things'/><author><name>Lollie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11681913773862875803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TEkgOA_EFkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tcIEPU6Mk0s/S220/joshnme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780770635300388629.post-1595263603644025568</id><published>2010-10-26T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T21:05:44.959-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Christmas List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TMeGZg5SL-I/AAAAAAAAAgs/EleifOk4d7E/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jn5d6_M0P6Q/TMeGZg5SL-I/AAAAAAAAAgs/EleifOk4d7E/s400/027.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(I couldn't remember if we had a tree up last year, but look we did!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What do you do first?&amp;nbsp; Do you plan your decorations, get out your ornaments, clean?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Do you&amp;nbsp;write your food menus and grocery lists?&amp;nbsp; Write a list of all the gifts to buy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;wish I was&amp;nbsp;that organized.&amp;nbsp; If I ever am, which I'm not, I usually get a list of gift ideas written down.&amp;nbsp; Whether or not that's what I actually do depends on my mood at the store.&amp;nbsp; If I see something better I'll switch, if I think&amp;nbsp;I can make it, then I&amp;nbsp;switch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This year I think I'll be doing a lot of online shopping.&amp;nbsp; I may check out the local toy store and see if anything catches my eye.&amp;nbsp; I will be avoiding Wal-Mart this holiday season.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For my own kids I plan on making Duvet Covers.&amp;nbsp; The one that doesn't have a duvet will get one, and the one who doesn't like duvets (I know! crazy right!) will get a comforter set.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I haven't figured out Madi's gift yet, since I don't want to smoother her with a duvet in her crib, I'll have to come up with something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have a pretty good idea what I want to get the little nieces and nephews.&amp;nbsp; Just not sure about the big ones yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I also have to plan a family picture.&amp;nbsp; Last year we had &lt;a href="http://mageezers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ruth&lt;/a&gt; come and take pictures.&amp;nbsp; This year I think she's too busy with her beautiful new baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gotta think about that.....what to do??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;I am thinking about food a little bit.&amp;nbsp; My new Brother-In-Law is a great&amp;nbsp;cook I hear, so maybe I'll be getting him to do the Christmas cooking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There are also&amp;nbsp;Christmas cookies on my brain.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'll get the kids to do them all this year.&amp;nbsp; It might be fun for them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"&gt;Christmas is coming fast, and I'm starting to feel the pressure, panic, well whatever it is!! 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