<?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-8780779963623750840</id><updated>2012-01-07T12:04:54.145-08:00</updated><category term='.'/><title type='text'>stephtmomof3</title><subtitle type='html'>Live a life worthy of the Lord that you may please Him in every way. Col 1:20</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>537</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-9051812629365530082</id><published>2012-01-07T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T12:04:54.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All By Myself....</title><content type='html'>Anyone remember that song by Eric Carmen...think ya have to be an 80's chick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you like to be by yourself....raise your hands??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I thought...alot of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you are looking around thinking...not me. I love a crowd, the more the merrier.&lt;br /&gt;Glad God created you...you make our world fun &amp;amp; you connect with people easy&lt;br /&gt;with no barriers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you are looking around thinking...me...no doubt. I like to be left alone.&lt;br /&gt;I love you gals...you are usually confident, solid people...that don't speak unless needed &amp;amp; people&lt;br /&gt;listen when you say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is the group I fall into...yes...I no doubt need time alone...&lt;br /&gt;EVERYDAY...or I will go crazy. But I enjoy a good cup of coffee with a friend...a party &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;hanging out with people...but I get overloaded if it's too much &amp;amp; demanding of my time.&lt;br /&gt;Now...don't misunderstand me, I believe Bible calls us to be a part of the Body of Christ &amp;amp; hold&lt;br /&gt;each other accountable...Jesus surrounded himself with the apostles. He set a clear example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had coffee with one of my friends this week on my day off..after she talked me into bootcamp that almost killed me!! LOL!! We don't get to have coffee very often now that I'm working, infact&lt;br /&gt;it's been 6 months. But she said to me...that's why I love you...you aren't needy &amp;amp; demanding of&lt;br /&gt;our friendship &amp;amp; you're ok if we don't get to sit down &amp;amp; chat for a long time &amp;amp; we can&lt;br /&gt;pick right back up &amp;amp; enjoy our time. AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Tiffany blogged about&lt;a href="http://leadingandlovingit.com/expectations/will-the-real-you-please-stand-up/"&gt; Will the Real You Please Stand Up?&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;over at L &amp;amp; L&lt;br /&gt;on Thursday. &amp;nbsp;To quote one of her points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;I like my alone time more and more each year. At first l felt like something was wrong and that I needed to change, now I realize the alone time keeps me healthy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was reading it I found myself thinking....that's exactly how I feel. I used to think I had to&lt;br /&gt;go &amp;amp; do &amp;amp; be all of this in ministry &amp;amp; in my life. But as the years have passed, I know that I need&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; I crave my time ALL BY MYSELF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a quote I often share with women...."I wanna to be invited, but I really don't wanna go."&lt;br /&gt;And they always laugh &amp;amp; say...I totally agree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I come home from work I spend about 30 minutes all alone in my room...I will read emails,&lt;br /&gt;take a nap, read my bible, or just chill. I have found I am &amp;nbsp;a better mom, wife &amp;amp; child of God if I&lt;br /&gt;spend my time alone. That has been my biggest challenge as a working mom is finding time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess for me it comes down to balance &amp;amp; truly seeking where God wants to use me in His kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;I have to be picky &amp;amp; not always say yes to every event, party or coffee date that comes my way.&lt;br /&gt;It's ok to say no if you feel like it is stealing time away from &amp;nbsp;your family &amp;amp; mostly your walk&lt;br /&gt;with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be excited for who God has designed, created &amp;amp; called you to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? I guess the question is...&lt;br /&gt;Are you an introvert....an extrovert....or 1/2 &amp;amp; 1/2 if that is possible? Which I think it is. I need a&lt;br /&gt;good balance of both to serve my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-9051812629365530082?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/9051812629365530082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-by-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/9051812629365530082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/9051812629365530082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-by-myself.html' title='All By Myself....'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2433988502187108359</id><published>2011-12-31T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T15:10:23.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIghlights of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Friends&lt;a href="http://calledoutone.blogspot.com/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kate&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.rachelepereira.com/"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;informed me of how you can turn your blog into&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;a scrapbook several months ago. Being that I do not scrapbook anymore...bummer,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I have decided to use this blog as a way to do that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;And what I thought would take me a couple of hours took me oh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;a couple of DAYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I thought I would put together some highlights of the year so when I turn my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;blog into a scrapbook I will have this as a reminder of the year 2011!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaden turned 10...wow double digits!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;We took some of his friends to play paintball...Cody Street &amp;amp; Baylor Haynie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For His Bday dinner he picked&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Joe's Crab Shack &amp;amp; took his buddy Baylor. He loves crab legs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaden doesn't like cake very much so we get him a dozen of Krispie Kreme donuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; stack them up &amp;amp; make a donut cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;He has really gotten into guns, hunting &amp;amp; such this year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G0FhyBp_qZw/Tv-vDP0CuLI/AAAAAAAACXI/veeTeegNmmg/s1600/Jadens+Bday+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G0FhyBp_qZw/Tv-vDP0CuLI/AAAAAAAACXI/veeTeegNmmg/s320/Jadens+Bday+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren turned 14 this year. I don't know how we will top this bday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Our friend Sean is buds with Toby Mac &amp;amp; he got Lauren back stage&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;passes to see Toby Mac &amp;amp; we got to stand in a private area during the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;concert &amp;amp; watch. I have to say...it was an awesome time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;If you have never been to a Toby Mac concert...you need to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;She also wanted a Krispie Kreme cake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;We took Hanna Scott &amp;amp; Alex Cook with us to the concert.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;For her Bday dinner she picked Teds Mexican Restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pol7yRR-rIw/Tv-vFZP2YTI/AAAAAAAACXQ/suUu38pJcsY/s1600/Lauren+Bday+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pol7yRR-rIw/Tv-vFZP2YTI/AAAAAAAACXQ/suUu38pJcsY/s320/Lauren+Bday+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooke turned 12 this year. She had several friends over for a night of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Minute To Win it games &amp;amp; the famous chocolate fountain. It was a lot of fun!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Hailey Scott, Avery Taylor, Marti Tibbles, Emma James &amp;amp; Emily Shields came&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;to the party to hang out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The big present this year for her&amp;nbsp;was a her cell phone!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh this girl has loved the phone before she could talk so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;she was so happy. For her bday dinner we went to Los Cabos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooke wanted a homemade Chocolate chip cookie for her cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5lu9_adssXY/Tv-u4WOLrpI/AAAAAAAACW4/PD0CDgCCXco/s1600/Brookes+Bday+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5lu9_adssXY/Tv-u4WOLrpI/AAAAAAAACW4/PD0CDgCCXco/s320/Brookes+Bday+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Snow...snow &amp;amp; more snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;22 inches of snow was the BIG news this year! I have never&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;in my life seen that much snow in Oklahoma. We were out of school for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;2 weeks &amp;amp; we couldn't even get the Expedition out of the driveway for a couple of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;We pulled the kids behind the 4 wheeler on the sled. They will do that until&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;their faces freeze off! Matt got the old tractor out to shovel the snow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls took the dogs to obedience school. We remodeled the kids bathroom &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;the living room/kitchen area. We almost poisoned our family one night when&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;we put the sealer on the concrete floor. I'm not kidding either!! The fumes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;seriously were to strong. Everything in our house tasted like sealer for months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls &amp;amp; I went to Winter Jam with some friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Love worshipping with my girls &amp;amp; as they are growing up we are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;having more &amp;amp; more opportunities to do this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SasvMWeoNq0/Tv-u8lNIzwI/AAAAAAAACXA/l9AsVocomCo/s1600/February+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SasvMWeoNq0/Tv-u8lNIzwI/AAAAAAAACXA/l9AsVocomCo/s320/February+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We celebrated a life well lived...Eunice McCroskey, Matt's Grandma&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;passed away. We watched as her mind slowly slip away from us in the last few years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Grandma McCroskey was a Godly woman who loved her husband of over 70 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;amp; was so proud of her family. I will always remember her laugh &amp;amp; how she &amp;amp; Grandpa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;would tell stories &amp;amp; kept us all entertained. We will miss them both.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We spent a couple of days in Kansas with Matt's Brothers family during Spring Break.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;They just moved into their new building this year so we loved being able to worship with them &amp;amp; their church family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Matt &amp;amp; I went to the Chris Tomlin concert with our FCC staff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1960bj866c/TwD7YG_WC0I/AAAAAAAACYA/2uCO7H5aGOw/s1600/March+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1960bj866c/TwD7YG_WC0I/AAAAAAAACYA/2uCO7H5aGOw/s320/March+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; I hosted Danielle's wedding shower. We had all kinds of delicious treats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;one of my favorite was these yummy cupcakes my friend Grace made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;One of the best moments of the month was Greg giving his life to Christ &amp;amp; be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;baptized on Easter weekend. Praise the Lord!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Every Easter we dye eggs in our garage with the kids. Even though the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;oldest grandchild is 23, they all still come up with the most colorful eggs&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;amp; look forward to it each year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;One of their favorite parts of dying eggs is, the Egg toss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As you can see...we make a mess!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOkLkEnztRo/TwD-IKmunMI/AAAAAAAACYY/eemjdHV370Y/s1600/April+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOkLkEnztRo/TwD-IKmunMI/AAAAAAAACYY/eemjdHV370Y/s320/April+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Armed &amp;amp; Dangerous...3 days full of fun, encouragement,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;relationship building, Amazing Race, sleeping in a 5 star hotel, Nashville,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;worshipping with my PWs, tears, prayer time &amp;amp; a retreat that left&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;my cup over flowing in ways I haven't yet found the words to express.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Those ladies are precious to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I subbed in Kindergarten another 6 weeks for Mrs. Hensen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Danielle &amp;amp; Lonnie graduated from The U of A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;May 22 we attended church at Carterville &amp;amp; had the JOY of hugging on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;some of our first youth group kids who are now all grown up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then we attended Kenzie &amp;amp; Amanda's graduation, little did we know as&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;we left we were in the middle of the biggest storm ever to hit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As we drove to Christy's the tornado sirens were blaring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We waited out the storm &amp;amp; from the news we had no idea the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;devastation that was happening just 1 mile from us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As we headed out of town, we saw just a small glimpse of what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;the tornado had destroyed. It wasn't until we were home that it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;all began to unfold before our eyes what had happened to a town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;we once lived in...&amp;amp; still loved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7LqzW6CqvN0/TwEK5mbG1lI/AAAAAAAACYk/O6Rp80Bqsx0/s1600/May+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7LqzW6CqvN0/TwEK5mbG1lI/AAAAAAAACYk/O6Rp80Bqsx0/s320/May+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Danielle &amp;amp; Lonnie's wedding was the big news of the month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It was so much fun! We danced, had a photobooth, a wonderful dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;amp; Matt did an amazing job! Everyone looked so beautiful. Probably&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;one of the most fun weddings I have ever attended. So proud&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;of this couple &amp;amp; I can't wait to see how God uses them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Lauren went to HS camp &amp;amp; one of their days was spent cleaning&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;up debris at a park in Joplin. Service projects always help put&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;things into perspective.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jaden went to Galveston with his Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Thomason. To quote Jaden...the best time of his life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;They went to the Space Center &amp;amp; if you know Jaden,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;he is all about that kinda information!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I went on my annual trip to OKC to spend time with some&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ladies that always build me up &amp;amp; refresh me. We were in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;the youth group together &amp;amp; we have a blast each year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Brooke went to Jr. High camp also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iE1NbGDfMIc/TwEZYi4FmPI/AAAAAAAACYw/fPzDnEjAWjs/s1600/June+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iE1NbGDfMIc/TwEZYi4FmPI/AAAAAAAACYw/fPzDnEjAWjs/s320/June+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We took our annual summer trip to Branson, except this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;my crazy family talked me into Ziplining!! I bawled like a baby&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;when we pulled into the parking lot &amp;amp; almost wet my pants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I was so scared. But I bucked up &amp;amp; did it &amp;amp; I liked it so much&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;that when we went to YQ I went again. GASP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We took the kids to the Dixie Stampede, so GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We spent the 4th at the lake with my family. So relaxing &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;the kids look forward to it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jaden went to 5th grade camp at Cyokamo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;After 18 years...we finally got to take one of our own to YQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I so enjoyed having Lauren there! For the first time we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;a bear get into a tent &amp;amp; pretty much scared the pants off us all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;God is so good &amp;amp; many lives were changed in the Colorado mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BYZxFsv926E/TwEd8MFGo-I/AAAAAAAACY8/7tnhrikEN8s/s1600/July+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BYZxFsv926E/TwEd8MFGo-I/AAAAAAAACY8/7tnhrikEN8s/s320/July+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We had our first mud bowl with the kids &amp;amp; some of their friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I think it will become an annual event.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I started my full time job as the Principal's Secretary at the 6th grade Center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Celebrated my 39th bday by going to the Cheesecake Factory with my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;sweet family. YUMMY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids started school...big year for Lauren. She is officially a High School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Student at the Mid High. Jaden began his last year of Elementary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;And Brooke is a 7th grader now. Time seems to fly faster these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Their first day outfits always show their personalities. Nana comes down before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;our first day of school to pray with us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;August always brings the start of football season...hot...hot &amp;amp; did I mention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;that it's been a HOT summer? Day upon day over 100 degrees.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E6mAAtKESp8/TwE_2w3UvnI/AAAAAAAACZI/IZszxFSj77s/s1600/August+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E6mAAtKESp8/TwE_2w3UvnI/AAAAAAAACZI/IZszxFSj77s/s320/August+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Celebrated Matt's 39th bday at the lake over Labor Day...that's him with his&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;favorite Strawberry cake! Jaden's football team rides on a trailer in the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Homecoming parade each year. Jaden wanted that gun in the picture &amp;amp; I told him that if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;he could turn off his light for 7 days straight he could earn that gun. Only took him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;3 weeks to make it all the way to 7 days. Shocker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CyA9FOzPkYY/TwFAUWNctuI/AAAAAAAACZU/OnYuA6WGPcY/s1600/September.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CyA9FOzPkYY/TwFAUWNctuI/AAAAAAAACZU/OnYuA6WGPcY/s320/September.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Meet my PW friend Kendra from Iowa! She was helping one of her friends move &amp;amp; she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;stopped by &amp;amp; stayed with me for a night! That's what I'm talking about when I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I love these PW ladies!! I was so blessed that she decided to come stay with me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Great conversation &amp;amp; a friendship was made in person!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_G-g_9KoGHI/TwOEkn7_97I/AAAAAAAACao/uyVFRcaZl-k/s1600/Kendra+%2526+I.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_G-g_9KoGHI/TwOEkn7_97I/AAAAAAAACao/uyVFRcaZl-k/s320/Kendra+%2526+I.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jaden played his best bud Baylor in football this year. We took the kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;to the Walk Around at OSU, it's a Homecoming weekend celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;That is a treat! The things they make out of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;tissue paper is incredible! Matt went to Highpoint with Brooke. I guess it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;was colder than Matt ever remembers at HP this year. They hike &amp;amp; have&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;all kinds of fun activities in the outdoors w/ our Jr. High students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Lauren didn't want to trick or treat this year...:( I knew it was coming soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;She is growing up. Jaden was an army man &amp;amp; Brooke was a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We took them to a couple of neighborhoods. Jaden had practice that night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;to get ready for the playoffs so our night was cut shorter than usual.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But that's ok...we still managed to get more candy than we needed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DcyR87lQQfo/TwFBLEPlw0I/AAAAAAAACZg/1I54kNPgKyI/s1600/October+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DcyR87lQQfo/TwFBLEPlw0I/AAAAAAAACZg/1I54kNPgKyI/s320/October+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;3rd time is the charm! Jaden's team has went to the INFC championship 2x's &amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;this time THEY WON!!! In the last 15 years they are only the 3rd team from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Owasso to win! GO Rams! I felt like I was at the Superbowl!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Matt picked up the team from school in that race car limo. They&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;thought it was so cool!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;And meet Peggy &amp;amp; Caramel...Lauren's new piggies!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;They are so cute &amp;amp; have a lot of personality! Never thought I would&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;own a pig to be honest. Lauren is so good with them. We will show Peggy &amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;eat Caramel. I know...seriously?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;My mom always makes the best stuffing for Thanksgiving. I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;am so Thankful I have a lot of family to hang out with &amp;amp; laugh&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;with for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzbg7aStPdk/TwN0KwA7sdI/AAAAAAAACZs/fDWm2FUssyc/s1600/November+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzbg7aStPdk/TwN0KwA7sdI/AAAAAAAACZs/fDWm2FUssyc/s320/November+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We have so much going on in December. One of our traditions is to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;go to Branson for the weekend. We hang out in the condo &amp;amp; play games, go shopping &amp;amp; eat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Silver Dollar City is a big part of our experience. We love the food, the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;amp; especially the train ride where they tell the story of Jesus' birth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Praise the Lord they celebrate His birth!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Hard Luck Diner is always on the menu for Lunch. Matt loves him a Strawberry&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Shake from there! Love old diners where you can still get a burger &amp;amp; ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;On our way we stopped &amp;amp; visited my BFF from College Lana. Don't know what&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I would do without her friendship all these years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Again...Jaden took his hot Condo bubble bath!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Branson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S81v4fSPqIY/TwN3Li532MI/AAAAAAAACZ4/vo7ikd-mXYc/s1600/Branson+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S81v4fSPqIY/TwN3Li532MI/AAAAAAAACZ4/vo7ikd-mXYc/s320/Branson+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;FCC Christmas this &amp;amp; that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The Pitmans host our annual staff Christmas party in their home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We play a white elephant game &amp;amp; just chit chat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Our Senior minister's wife Pam, host a Christmas dinner for the PWs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;with an ornament exchange. These ladies always brighten my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We helped welcome MacKenzie into her new family. The Adsit's&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;will adopt her soon. Watching God work in this situation has&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;been a JOY!! My niece Danielle has taken on a small group of girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;this semester &amp;amp; had the privilege of baptizing them!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I was one proud Aunt!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSXZuDAeaf0/TwN5WPgpWLI/AAAAAAAACaE/F0XM_cAqCiE/s1600/FCC+Christmas+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSXZuDAeaf0/TwN5WPgpWLI/AAAAAAAACaE/F0XM_cAqCiE/s320/FCC+Christmas+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Family Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;We spent a couple of days in Stillwater with Matt's family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The cousins has such a good time hanging out. Wish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;they lived closer to us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;My family gets together on Christmas day &amp;amp; has a big dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;This year Danielle &amp;amp; Lonnie were in Louisiana. We sure missed them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;but understand we have to share them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eI3u7KFryJg/TwN7fNGcnhI/AAAAAAAACaQ/QkOpVocKBcA/s1600/Christmas+2011+blog+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eI3u7KFryJg/TwN7fNGcnhI/AAAAAAAACaQ/QkOpVocKBcA/s320/Christmas+2011+blog+pic.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;December Fun &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooke has a group of 4 girls that are a blast to hang out with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;So couple of their moms &amp;amp; I took them to dinner downtown &amp;amp; then went ice skating,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;made a craft &amp;amp; had some yummy desserts. So thankful for God placing such&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;great friends around my kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaden had to get 6 stitches from the pocket knife his grandma Z. got him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;We asked her to get the knife so it was our idea for him to have it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I jokingly said...I'll call you when we go to the ER, um didn't know it would be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;within 24 hours of receiving the knife! Oh the life of having a BOY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pH3qZIVRyGw/TwN-AZPT_1I/AAAAAAAACac/ujeuiOdywy0/s1600/NYE+%2526+December+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pH3qZIVRyGw/TwN-AZPT_1I/AAAAAAAACac/ujeuiOdywy0/s320/NYE+%2526+December+2011.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;We ended the year with the Taylors &amp;amp; the Johnsons playing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;games &amp;amp; hanging out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;2011 has been a year of some changes in our lives. We added some&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;new family members &amp;amp; said goodbye to others.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;God continues to work in our&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;lives &amp;amp; in our hearts. I am very blessed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Looking forward to the journey ahead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;My prayer is that we love God &amp;amp; others deeply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Let us go with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2433988502187108359?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2433988502187108359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/12/highlights-of-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2433988502187108359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2433988502187108359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/12/highlights-of-2011.html' title='HIghlights of 2011'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G0FhyBp_qZw/Tv-vDP0CuLI/AAAAAAAACXI/veeTeegNmmg/s72-c/Jadens+Bday+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-3333177199840813520</id><published>2011-12-30T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T21:41:08.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back...Looking Forward...Change.</title><content type='html'>Looking back today...to 2009. Depressed...bitter...confused...one word...Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change in my marriage&lt;br /&gt;Change in my best friendship&lt;br /&gt;Change in my Job&lt;br /&gt;Change in my role as a Pastors wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change...change change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned that I don't like change? It takes me awhile to adjust to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December of 2009...I was at the bottom of a pit &amp;amp; didn't know how to crawl out.&lt;br /&gt;I needed help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Stephanie from New York comes every Christmas &amp;amp; we have coffee. One simple&lt;br /&gt;conversation gave me hope. She told me about a website called&lt;a href="http://www.leadingandlovingit.com/"&gt; Leading &amp;amp; &amp;nbsp;Loving it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea how much that would impact my life. I was craving a friendship...understanding...&lt;br /&gt;a true relationship that accepted me for who God called me to be in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friendship that I had held dear to my heart, like a sister... ended without any warning &amp;amp; I had no idea&amp;nbsp;why really...besides the fact that I was a Pastors wife &amp;amp; she no longer wanted to have&lt;br /&gt;any thing to do with church or me &amp;amp; she began shutting me out. I was depressed. I was consumed with&lt;br /&gt;it day &amp;amp; night &amp;amp; let it tear me up on the inside. I longed to call...go to her house &amp;amp; just spend time&lt;br /&gt;with her...but she made it very clear, she wanted nothing to do with me. Never had anyone shut&lt;br /&gt;me out of their lives...I didn't know how to handle it. And to be honest...I didn't handle it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to question my call to be Matt's wife. Why would He call me to be a PW? I was/am a mess. I let Satan tear me up &amp;amp; begin to have his way with my heart. I felt unworthy. How could someone who was so close to me be turned away from church &amp;amp; my family? I must be doing something wrong. I must be letting God down. I must...I am...I was...who does Stephanie Thomason think she is anyway?&lt;br /&gt;I must have talked to her to much about church life...never again will I do that I thought. I am the reason she no longer loves God's church. She couldn't handle it. I was to open...to real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job as a preschool teacher ended rather harshly. I felt useless for awhile...I began to sub. Which has lead me to the most amazing job today. God always leads us when we follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt left the role as the youth minister &amp;amp; began a new position as the Campus Pastor. I was lost at church...didn't want to go...felt so alone there...out of my element...bitter. I missed youth ministry so much my heart ached to go back. And again...no close friend to help me thru this time. Loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Matt &amp;amp; I having one of the worst fights we have ever had Christmas day in 2009...it wasn't his fault. I was the lost one. I was the lonely one. He was trying so hard to help me...but he couldn't fix me. That's when God lead us to marriage counseling. One of the best choices we ever made in our marriage life. I believe it truly changed our marriage &amp;amp; saved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that time...my life has changed. Changed for the good I'm learning. I can't say I have a deep friendship like the one I had before. Maybe that is good...maybe God pruned that off because I had put to much of myself into it &amp;amp; not into what he has called me to be....Matt's wife &amp;amp; Lauren, Brooke &amp;amp; Jaden's mom and mostly His servant. Not what someone else says I am. I don't think that friend would have ever encouraged me to pursue my role as a Pw like I have &amp;amp; so He knew it must end. I tried to reach out to her last year &amp;amp; again she made it very clear that she doesn't want my friendship. I just wanted to sit &amp;amp; ask...Why? What exactly did I do that made you end our friendship? But God did give me a peace about her &amp;amp; that's all I needed. &amp;nbsp;So it is what it is...Matt was very clear I was not to reach out to her again or read her blog ever again. He was tired of me being hurt &amp;amp; sad &amp;amp; it was time to move on. He is wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I looking back...because I am looking forward. I am praising GOD for what he has done in my life over the last 2 years. I am so grateful for my&lt;a href="http://www.leadingandlovingit.com/"&gt; Leading &amp;amp; Loving&lt;/a&gt; it group of ladies. I have 5 amazing ladies He has given me that love me...encourage me...pray for me &amp;amp; make me laugh!! And guess what? They are a HOT mess too!! I love it! Not only do I have these 5 ladies...I have many others that God has given me to seek advice &amp;amp; see me for who God has created me to be. I have discovered many of them have been hurt in friendships within their church &amp;amp; I'm not alone after all. My friend Lori Wilhite who head up Leading &amp;amp; Loving it...has impacted me from the first time we spoke on the phone. She is pushing me...encouraging me &amp;amp; showing me how to lead as God wants me to lead.&lt;br /&gt;Lori...thanks for showing me...it's ok to be who I am. Don't change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many years I have had a heart for other PWs. I have always wanted to reach out to other PWs &amp;amp; show them it's ok to not be the typical PW. If you can't play the piano...sing...and you aren't this mild mannered quiet wall flower of a gal...IT'S OK!! The Typical PW probably doesn't &amp;amp; never has existed!!! So I started with my PWs here at FCC &amp;amp; that's how it all began. Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been given an opportunity to share my story to many women. Yes...I have been ask to speak at a Retreat at Ozark Christian College where I went to college. I am nervous...excited &amp;amp; want to pee my pants!! LOL! I will share how this all came about in another blog because to be honest....this is a long one today. But it all comes back to one conversation God lead me to with my friend Steph. You never know how a conversation can change a life. I am thinking of sharing some of what is in this Blog post at OCC &amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; that is why I am writing this...to begin to gather my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change...it comes even if we fight it. Make peace with it...grab hold of God &amp;amp; get out of that PIT!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me share my heart today. I have had this on my mind lately...I'm truly blessed to be&lt;br /&gt;where I am in life. Thru the heartache...He brings JOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOPE...&lt;/div&gt;a 4 letter word that Changes a life &amp;amp; made this PW realize who God created her to be is Best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-3333177199840813520?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/3333177199840813520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/12/looking-backlooking-forwardchange.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/3333177199840813520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/3333177199840813520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/12/looking-backlooking-forwardchange.html' title='Looking back...Looking Forward...Change.'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-1305508190293512218</id><published>2011-12-26T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T23:24:43.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile...Stop it...Be Still...Family Portraits...GEEZ</title><content type='html'>I almost didn't do it this year. You know...a Christmas Card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how could I not? We always have...&lt;br /&gt;I mean...come on, I'm a photographer.&lt;br /&gt;Take a stinkin pic of my family &amp;amp; just DO IT Already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was down to the wire...one week before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got dressed up...ok ok...as dressed up as my very&lt;br /&gt;casual family can manage to dress up. Don't judge...ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one rule...no hoodies or sweats. Ok I guess that's 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to pull it off. Can I admit that my family has to be the&lt;br /&gt;ABSOLUTE worst clients I have ever had to work with? The words...&lt;br /&gt;Stop...be still...don't touch her/him...quit laughing...SMILE were uttered&lt;br /&gt;on a regular basis. They are goofballs!!! But they are my goofballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you can bet I got on my soap box &amp;amp; said...I do all these things for you&lt;br /&gt;and this is the one thing you can do for me...how many of you have said that&lt;br /&gt;before family pics? Uh huh...come on now. Admit it!!! hee hee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't help that I had to set the camera &amp;amp; make a mad dash to&lt;br /&gt;get in the pic. Matt said...go buy a remote after that session. Score!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we managed to take a decent pic thanks to Photoshop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgJ615AkQXw/TvlwkONrM9I/AAAAAAAACUg/8Vw8mFwGBc4/s1600/Family+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgJ615AkQXw/TvlwkONrM9I/AAAAAAAACUg/8Vw8mFwGBc4/s320/Family+2.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/-k47ICdCLtqE/Tvlwu0LhZvI/AAAAAAAACUo/7dRLoHe5VlI/s1600/Family+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k47ICdCLtqE/Tvlwu0LhZvI/AAAAAAAACUo/7dRLoHe5VlI/s320/Family+3.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes...I'm slowly becoming the short one in the family. Not much longer huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so glad we took the time to do this. It really wasn't as bad as I make it sound...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ok maybe I needed a Dr. Pepper after it was over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love my family. They are a Blast! And a good looking bunch if I do say so myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope to catch everyone up soon on life as the Thomason's House.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hope you had a Merry Christmas!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-1305508190293512218?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/1305508190293512218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/12/smilestop-itbe-stillfamily.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1305508190293512218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1305508190293512218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/12/smilestop-itbe-stillfamily.html' title='Smile...Stop it...Be Still...Family Portraits...GEEZ'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgJ615AkQXw/TvlwkONrM9I/AAAAAAAACUg/8Vw8mFwGBc4/s72-c/Family+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-6903710999392575657</id><published>2011-11-20T10:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:45:08.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW! This past week has been amazing!! I was thinking maybe I should just do a weekly update. I have a bloggy friend who does that &amp;amp; I have always enjoyed her once a week blogs! We will see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;No promises!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been in the midst of football since August 1st. It always amazes me how we go from sweat pouring down our faces, butt sweat that makes you feel like you have wet your pants &amp;amp; you have to go home &amp;amp; change clothes because you might as well of jumped in the pool you are so wet! Have I mentioned that I sweat? I do. It's gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...we have been on the same team for 5 years now &amp;amp; they have won their division 4 out of 5 years...undefeated each year...went to the championship game 3 years now. But have never won the Championship game...until this year. IT WAS AWESOME! We love our football team, we love the coaches, the parents, the team...everything. We all work together so well. But last Saturday night...18 boys won a championship...that they have worked so hard for. I was so proud of my #66. The whole family came to watch. Nana &amp;amp; Papa, Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Z. Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Thomason, Aunt Christy, Kenzie, Danielle...He has his own fan club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H4HfpbnQiKI/Tsl__EiIIqI/AAAAAAAACTM/cww8-CgYZf0/s1600/O+Red+Champs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H4HfpbnQiKI/Tsl__EiIIqI/AAAAAAAACTM/cww8-CgYZf0/s320/O+Red+Champs.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Sunday...it got even better. Matt spoke about baptism &amp;amp; we had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;24 people get baptized on Sunday morning. They keep coming &amp;amp; coming.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Praise the LORD for changed lives!! That's what it's all about!!&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;Matt &amp;amp; I started a young married small group a couple of months ago. I love this group. They are so freshing &amp;amp; innocent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They bring JOY to my life &amp;amp; refresh my love for Matt.&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;I'm proud to announce we have a new member of our family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her name is Peggy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is 7 weeks old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is black &amp;amp; pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Peggy...is a PIG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is so SOME PIG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPRRIqhCTtA/TsmBWElecHI/AAAAAAAACTU/wPrZGy_uWo8/s1600/315062_2315071473788_1159492260_32269855_1740432537_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPRRIqhCTtA/TsmBWElecHI/AAAAAAAACTU/wPrZGy_uWo8/s320/315062_2315071473788_1159492260_32269855_1740432537_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren gets up early in the morning &amp;amp; feeds her then checks on her several more times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;after school. I have to admit...never thought I would have a pig...but it's fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren will show her in FFA this year. I have a feeling she will do incredible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is right up her alley.&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;Life has calmed down a bit since football ended this week. We are staying here for Thanksgiving this week. My moms dressing is to DIE. FOR!! I am not kidding you!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My family is BIG so we have lots of food &amp;amp; eat until we want to bust.&amp;nbsp;&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;I have taken 2 more photo shoots since last. I will share a few of my favs for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qccR4kvAmFc/TsmCTMnlwrI/AAAAAAAACTc/A2MZGmriyyk/s1600/MC+1w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qccR4kvAmFc/TsmCTMnlwrI/AAAAAAAACTc/A2MZGmriyyk/s320/MC+1w.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/-aNqLuyXB67A/TsmCZy_vt0I/AAAAAAAACTk/glAcgkBd3eg/s1600/S+%2526+B+10w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aNqLuyXB67A/TsmCZy_vt0I/AAAAAAAACTk/glAcgkBd3eg/s320/S+%2526+B+10w.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am having a blast with this new adventure.&amp;nbsp;&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;Thankful for so many blessings this week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp;&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/8780779963623750840-6903710999392575657?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/6903710999392575657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/11/wow-this-past-week-has-been-amazing-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6903710999392575657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6903710999392575657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/11/wow-this-past-week-has-been-amazing-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H4HfpbnQiKI/Tsl__EiIIqI/AAAAAAAACTM/cww8-CgYZf0/s72-c/O+Red+Champs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-4246466749964713186</id><published>2011-11-10T18:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T19:10:17.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on??</title><content type='html'>I sure do miss posting on here. I miss reading your blogs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has changed a lot at the Thomason household this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working full time, starting my photography business &amp;amp; being a wife, mom &amp;amp; everything else that goes with my life...I have had to pick &amp;amp; choose what I will take the time to do. Unfortunately blogging is not a priority for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaden's team has went another year undefeated &amp;amp; we are heading to the Championship game on Saturday. I know it doesn't sound like a big deal to most people, but to get to the final 2 out of about 50 or more teams is a BIG DEAL to a 5th grader. We are part of an incredible team with Christian coaches that love the game &amp;amp; love our boys. I miss it when it over...but I will be glad to have my boys home at night &amp;amp; sit around the table for dinner on a more regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren is getting her hog soon...like maybe tomorrow. I can't wait. FUN! She is really involved in our youth group &amp;amp; FCA. She amazes me. I love that girl. She is who she is &amp;amp; doesn't give into peer pressure. She is a leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke has a solid group of girls that she hangs with a lot. I love all of them. I am so thankful for her spirit &amp;amp; love for life. She seems to be losing that little girl look lately..BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is going great. The things I see &amp;amp; hear in that office are CRAZY! I am amazed at some of these parents &amp;amp; the lack of control they have on their kids in the 6th grade. I have seen the good, the bad &amp;amp; the down right ugly. But in the midst of all of it...I have seen mercy, grace &amp;amp; love shown. I work with some fabulous people that love the Lord. I have made a new friend in the other secretary. She is funny, wise &amp;amp; kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit...keeping up with life at home &amp;amp; working has been a bit of a challenge for me some weeks. I have an amazing husband who pitches in &amp;amp; helps or I would be a basket case for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids have adjusted well to me working. I think me easing into subbing a lot helped us transition a little easier. I seriously have great kids when it comes down to it. I know...I might be a little bias...but shouldn't I be? I really don't deserve to be their mom...it's only by the GRACE of GOD that I am their mom. They are way better kids than I was...for sure. AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots going on...I am still here. Just fewer &amp;amp; farther apart in the blog world.&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-4246466749964713186?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/4246466749964713186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/11/whats-going-on.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/4246466749964713186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/4246466749964713186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/11/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s going on??'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-4772474704545675404</id><published>2011-10-24T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T19:45:50.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diving in...finally</title><content type='html'>I have been practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalking others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practicing some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like was on a diving board holding onto the edge &amp;amp; finally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;jumped into the water instead of crawling back down the ladder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;(you know what I'm saying right&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://ccmapmap4.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charlie &lt;/a&gt;?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I dived in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally started my Photography Business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream of mine for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been paid for 2 photo shoots now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squeal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they actually like their pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a Facebook page if you want to take a lookie. Go&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Steph-T-Photography/262462717099745"&gt; here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took one of my small group girls Senior pics....here are a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that she is gorgeous helps me look good too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWmD6O3RNds/TqYRK1tALlI/AAAAAAAACR4/fn1GZbsszuM/s1600/Emily+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWmD6O3RNds/TqYRK1tALlI/AAAAAAAACR4/fn1GZbsszuM/s320/Emily+1.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/-2_Ibm3gKpvs/TqYROw-9piI/AAAAAAAACSA/34n9jC3423g/s1600/Emily+30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2_Ibm3gKpvs/TqYROw-9piI/AAAAAAAACSA/34n9jC3423g/s320/Emily+30.jpg" width="213" /&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/-4kDwQpcLPMY/TqYRUtSsRuI/AAAAAAAACSI/4ApOiUNT1cU/s1600/Emily+14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4kDwQpcLPMY/TqYRUtSsRuI/AAAAAAAACSI/4ApOiUNT1cU/s320/Emily+14.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/-JKMxpt64sDs/TqYRZY6slZI/AAAAAAAACSQ/rI4Ug7n1lj4/s1600/Emily+10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JKMxpt64sDs/TqYRZY6slZI/AAAAAAAACSQ/rI4Ug7n1lj4/s320/Emily+10.jpg" width="213" /&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/-Vw6k7y0l50w/TqYRhYEAK9I/AAAAAAAACSY/Lwle0d3lUZk/s1600/EMily+24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vw6k7y0l50w/TqYRhYEAK9I/AAAAAAAACSY/Lwle0d3lUZk/s320/EMily+24.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/-0jgysKN-kZI/TqYRn8MlCqI/AAAAAAAACSg/PYgDulhRpA4/s1600/Emily+25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0jgysKN-kZI/TqYRn8MlCqI/AAAAAAAACSg/PYgDulhRpA4/s320/Emily+25.jpg" width="213" /&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/-eEbeCzZO6Z4/TqYRvXsV1EI/AAAAAAAACSo/nJMR_MgeqPg/s1600/Emily+26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eEbeCzZO6Z4/TqYRvXsV1EI/AAAAAAAACSo/nJMR_MgeqPg/s320/Emily+26.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/-vgWtp8XHH-s/TqYRywdzH-I/AAAAAAAACSw/9kEdYxsUQOY/s1600/Emily+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgWtp8XHH-s/TqYRywdzH-I/AAAAAAAACSw/9kEdYxsUQOY/s320/Emily+6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I pray I use this talent to bring&amp;nbsp;Glory to His name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-4772474704545675404?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/4772474704545675404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/10/diving-infinally.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/4772474704545675404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/4772474704545675404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/10/diving-infinally.html' title='Diving in...finally'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWmD6O3RNds/TqYRK1tALlI/AAAAAAAACR4/fn1GZbsszuM/s72-c/Emily+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-8820725603596881760</id><published>2011-09-26T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:05:55.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And we have a WINNER!!</title><content type='html'>Drum Roll Please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Starbucks winner is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose name did I draw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone I have known since she was like...11?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her dearly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name rhymes with banana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lives in Kansas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her Name is &lt;a href="http://nickandhannahbrown.blogspot.com/"&gt;HANNAH BROWN!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy &amp;amp; drink one on me!&lt;br /&gt;I will send it to ya soon girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-8820725603596881760?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/8820725603596881760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-we-have-winner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/8820725603596881760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/8820725603596881760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-we-have-winner.html' title='And we have a WINNER!!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-6503928607212878809</id><published>2011-09-23T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T04:35:19.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FALL GIVEAWAY!!! $10 Starbucks card!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNsCl1EbISg/Tnxuwhtl04I/AAAAAAAACRw/RJqOy5MZ_O4/s1600/pumpkin-cute.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNsCl1EbISg/Tnxuwhtl04I/AAAAAAAACRw/RJqOy5MZ_O4/s200/pumpkin-cute.png" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since it's the first official day of fall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &amp;nbsp;it's my favorite season of the year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and who doesn't want a Pumpkin Spice Latte?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm gonna give a $10 Starbucks gift card away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always share my favorite fall recipe which is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pumpkin Dump Cake...go &lt;a href="http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2010/09/pumpkin-dump-cake-my-first-ever.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to get the recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this year....I have found a new little favorite to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you ready? It's soo easy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pumpkin Muffins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 box of spice cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 can of pumpkin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mix, pour in mini muffin pan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bake for about 10 minutes @ 350.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BAM...done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can also add some chocolate chips &amp;amp; make cookies out of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is lowfat &amp;amp; low calorie. WIN WIN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So here are the rules. One entry per comment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is what I want you to tell me per comment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. What you love about fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Your favorite fall recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 3. You also get another entry&amp;nbsp;if you leave the recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. If you follow my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. A blessing in your life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Choose one...choose all five. I don't mind! The more comments you leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the better your chances. You have until Saturday, @ midnight to comment!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's go! If you are not a regular to the blog world just sign in as Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but make sure you tell me your name!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Fall to Ya'll!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-6503928607212878809?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/6503928607212878809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/09/fall-giveaway-10-starbucks-card.html#comment-form' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6503928607212878809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6503928607212878809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/09/fall-giveaway-10-starbucks-card.html' title='FALL GIVEAWAY!!! $10 Starbucks card!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNsCl1EbISg/Tnxuwhtl04I/AAAAAAAACRw/RJqOy5MZ_O4/s72-c/pumpkin-cute.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-4559732113633657137</id><published>2011-09-17T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T12:06:52.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aQunKYCj50/TnTu5QCMDaI/AAAAAAAACRs/lvoZqjjinDI/s1600/image.aspx.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="56" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aQunKYCj50/TnTu5QCMDaI/AAAAAAAACRs/lvoZqjjinDI/s200/image.aspx.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That was on my desk on Thursday.&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;WHY??&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;Umm...simply...It was PayDay.&amp;nbsp;&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;After 14 years of being a stay at home mom.&amp;nbsp;&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;I got my first paycheck.&amp;nbsp;&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;Now...I have always had a job...just not a full time job.&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;Don't get all excited...I'm a secretary for pete's sake.&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;But for me...it was fulfilling.&amp;nbsp;&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;Felt good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And yes...I ate that PayDay.&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;It tasted good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-4559732113633657137?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/4559732113633657137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/09/pay-day.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/4559732113633657137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/4559732113633657137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/09/pay-day.html' title='Pay Day'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aQunKYCj50/TnTu5QCMDaI/AAAAAAAACRs/lvoZqjjinDI/s72-c/image.aspx.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-5015100846809889397</id><published>2011-09-14T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T19:40:13.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys of Fall</title><content type='html'>We are not a BIG sports family....I guess compared to most families atleast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we do love football, one particular little team called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owasso 5th grade RED...especially #66 on the left there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ4ud6u9U9E/TnFkDtbxaSI/AAAAAAAACRc/Yn5vZKEnb5A/s1600/O+Red+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ4ud6u9U9E/TnFkDtbxaSI/AAAAAAAACRc/Yn5vZKEnb5A/s320/O+Red+1.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been playing with my new camera &amp;amp; taking pics of his team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And a few of him at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xb2ThCsLGlg/TnFkexQ6gPI/AAAAAAAACRg/jbUy8WH4qhI/s1600/Ram+lives+here1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xb2ThCsLGlg/TnFkexQ6gPI/AAAAAAAACRg/jbUy8WH4qhI/s320/Ram+lives+here1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Experimenting with my aperture.&amp;nbsp;&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/-bR0-z5hak4s/TnFkiW5_AOI/AAAAAAAACRk/LOzkfc29c0o/s1600/Ram+lives+here2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bR0-z5hak4s/TnFkiW5_AOI/AAAAAAAACRk/LOzkfc29c0o/s320/Ram+lives+here2.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then my filters on Photoshop Elements&amp;nbsp;&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/-afrVKNcBpts/TnFkmfNk5GI/AAAAAAAACRo/eEOAQkeCuEc/s1600/Ram+lives+here3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afrVKNcBpts/TnFkmfNk5GI/AAAAAAAACRo/eEOAQkeCuEc/s320/Ram+lives+here3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Does he look tough or what?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is getting so big.&amp;nbsp;&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;This is how we spend our evenings &amp;amp; Saturdays.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Watching this not so little football player out on the field.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have a jersey I wear w/ his name &amp;amp; number&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;along with a really neat O Rams necklace my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;friend Tracy gave me. :)&amp;nbsp;&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;Yea...that's me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One proud Ram Mom.&amp;nbsp;&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/8780779963623750840-5015100846809889397?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/5015100846809889397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/09/boys-of-fall.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5015100846809889397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5015100846809889397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/09/boys-of-fall.html' title='Boys of Fall'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ4ud6u9U9E/TnFkDtbxaSI/AAAAAAAACRc/Yn5vZKEnb5A/s72-c/O+Red+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-3470499777067920861</id><published>2011-09-11T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:20:49.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 days...no mercy. One goal</title><content type='html'>Jaden wanted this a new airsoft gun, and since he doesn't get allowance yet...he has no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came up with a goal...a strategy for him to earn the gun...the prize if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I be real honest...It was one I thought he would never accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the simple task he has to perform for 7 solid days. No mercy...no grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Turn off his light when he leaves his room.&lt;br /&gt;2. Turn off the bathroom light.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hang up his towel.&lt;br /&gt;4. Turn off the TV when he walks out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;5. Turn off his fan &amp;amp; radio in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...simple...but. not. for. Jaden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep a chart &amp;amp; every day we would find his light on...he would have to start over on day ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 weeks of trying...he made it to the 6th day. I was astonished to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;At this point I was praying he made it one more day. I didn't want to be a softy &amp;amp; let him slide.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted him to truly earn the gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KR2AXvmBd7I/Tm0usU3omdI/AAAAAAAACRU/pJB5xME_uKg/s1600/IMG_1099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KR2AXvmBd7I/Tm0usU3omdI/AAAAAAAACRU/pJB5xME_uKg/s320/IMG_1099.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/-wZSkmC3yoBg/Tm0vJQFf3XI/AAAAAAAACRY/s1qZdr_uftU/s1600/IMG_1100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZSkmC3yoBg/Tm0vJQFf3XI/AAAAAAAACRY/s1qZdr_uftU/s320/IMG_1100.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonders never cease to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried for years for this boy to accomplish these task...all it took was the right&lt;br /&gt;motivation. If we find his lights on, he loses the gun for a day. So there is still motivation&lt;br /&gt;for him to complete these task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivation...when you set your mind on the prize...you can accomplish anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like he set an example for me to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-3470499777067920861?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/3470499777067920861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/09/7-daysno-mercy-one-goal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/3470499777067920861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/3470499777067920861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/09/7-daysno-mercy-one-goal.html' title='7 days...no mercy. One goal'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KR2AXvmBd7I/Tm0usU3omdI/AAAAAAAACRU/pJB5xME_uKg/s72-c/IMG_1099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2238783198531823486</id><published>2011-09-06T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T18:22:51.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HBTU!! Stone Canyon!</title><content type='html'>On August 22, 2010 we launched our second campus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stone Canyon&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago we celebrated our first year...hard to believe how fast a year&lt;br /&gt;can came &amp;amp; went. I have been blown away at what God has done thru this&lt;br /&gt;campus. They are running about 170 &amp;amp; so many people are excited about&lt;br /&gt;what God is doing in our community thru Stone Canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby &amp;amp; Liz have made it thru their first year of ministry....they DID GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DvyK9CHsxWA/TmafB24swII/AAAAAAAACQ4/7jjK7yKGFiQ/s1600/IMG_0635_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DvyK9CHsxWA/TmafB24swII/AAAAAAAACQ4/7jjK7yKGFiQ/s320/IMG_0635_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love this sweet family!!&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;It was a great day...filled with fun &amp;amp; community!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_707404938"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_707404939"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_773464289"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_773464290"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2238783198531823486?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2238783198531823486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/09/hbtu-stone-canyon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2238783198531823486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2238783198531823486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/09/hbtu-stone-canyon.html' title='HBTU!! Stone Canyon!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DvyK9CHsxWA/TmafB24swII/AAAAAAAACQ4/7jjK7yKGFiQ/s72-c/IMG_0635_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2875684284301054954</id><published>2011-08-23T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T18:17:20.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I only had a brain....</title><content type='html'>The Tinman...from "The Wizard Of Oz." That's me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep...speaking of no brain...I had google Somewhere over the rainbow just to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;remember the name of the movie. I am not kidding you. No brain left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's how I feel somedays at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't used my brain this much in over 14 years people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brain is mush by the end of the day. Like an athlete who tries to run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a marathon without any training. It's not easy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's non stop around that office. The phone rings...parents coming in the school,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teachers...the phone...email...did I mention anything about the phone by chance? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my mercy. I swear I sit down at 7:30 &amp;amp; it's 3:00 before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even really know what has happened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I use about 50 million sticky notes in the day just so I can remember what I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am doing or what I'm suppose to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before you think I'm complaining..I'm not...I LOVE my job. I thrive on the fast&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pace of it. But I find myself thinking...I wish my brain would keep up with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am hoping in time I will be able to keep up &amp;amp; recall things &amp;amp; get into a grove.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am mentally &amp;amp; physically exhausted in the evenings. YAWN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO Question...anyone else ever feel like the Tinman &amp;amp; need a brain?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess there is hope for me...the Tinman got one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2875684284301054954?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2875684284301054954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-i-only-had-brain.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2875684284301054954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2875684284301054954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-i-only-had-brain.html' title='If I only had a brain....'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-3832417777633368781</id><published>2011-08-19T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T18:35:14.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School...9th, 7th &amp; 5th</title><content type='html'>Back to life...Back to reality...:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep...alarms went off early on Thursday ringing in the 2011-2012 school year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinnamon Rolls filled the air &amp;amp; 3 sleepy children sat at the bar &amp;amp; ate them up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of sleepy children...take a look at this one...Wake up JADEN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tEemLj4zZA/Tk8HM_XiS5I/AAAAAAAACQU/8mPbKAXP8ls/s1600/IMG_0448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tEemLj4zZA/Tk8HM_XiS5I/AAAAAAAACQU/8mPbKAXP8ls/s320/IMG_0448.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FdU9YhQ7tA/Tk8Gsk5s87I/AAAAAAAACQQ/xZMSszgq5Nw/s1600/IMG_0445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FdU9YhQ7tA/Tk8Gsk5s87I/AAAAAAAACQQ/xZMSszgq5Nw/s320/IMG_0445.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nana always comes down to pray with us on our first day &amp;amp; check out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;their new outfits.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-miNDKeqpYP4/Tk8HnoNN2kI/AAAAAAAACQY/szTvcCgPIRk/s1600/IMG_0449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-miNDKeqpYP4/Tk8HnoNN2kI/AAAAAAAACQY/szTvcCgPIRk/s320/IMG_0449.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My freshman...yes...freshman. Gulp.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were a little shocked she picked a dress! WOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is so beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-au3BsCa8mxI/Tk8IA_od6TI/AAAAAAAACQc/TmlLNYAPG64/s1600/IMG_0452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-au3BsCa8mxI/Tk8IA_od6TI/AAAAAAAACQc/TmlLNYAPG64/s320/IMG_0452.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Ms. Sassy pants...Brooke.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is my girl who loves to get all dressed up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So pretty &amp;amp; ready for 7th grade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VDNdOoKK9CU/Tk8IcBi8jQI/AAAAAAAACQg/qK0jG0YANBc/s1600/IMG_0455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VDNdOoKK9CU/Tk8IcBi8jQI/AAAAAAAACQg/qK0jG0YANBc/s320/IMG_0455.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And now...my little man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A 5th grader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last year in Elementary. Sniff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDJOTuj2KJ0/Tk8I4gp1VHI/AAAAAAAACQk/vfS-5RwF6GU/s1600/IMG_0456.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDJOTuj2KJ0/Tk8I4gp1VHI/AAAAAAAACQk/vfS-5RwF6GU/s320/IMG_0456.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the moment you have all&lt;b&gt; NOT&lt;/b&gt; been waiting for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;TA DAAAA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HSl9p1iKauI/Tk8N5AjDrhI/AAAAAAAACQ0/iHPpE4DTTZU/s1600/IMG_0462.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HSl9p1iKauI/Tk8N5AjDrhI/AAAAAAAACQ0/iHPpE4DTTZU/s320/IMG_0462.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My first day outfit &amp;amp; my new Vera Bradley&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(on clearance) lunch box!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And my mom actually gave me a gift card for the pants...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so yes...my mommy bought me my outfit! LOL!&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;Everyone survived their first day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let the fun begin!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-3832417777633368781?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/3832417777633368781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-to-school9th-7th-5th.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/3832417777633368781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/3832417777633368781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-to-school9th-7th-5th.html' title='Back To School...9th, 7th &amp; 5th'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tEemLj4zZA/Tk8HM_XiS5I/AAAAAAAACQU/8mPbKAXP8ls/s72-c/IMG_0448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-9086566296665756506</id><published>2011-08-11T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T20:29:15.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Speechless? That's hard to do.</title><content type='html'>Every once in a while...Matt shocks me.&lt;br /&gt;This time I was completely speechless...I know right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I should backtrack here.....&lt;br /&gt;when we first got married...I was lucky to get a card on my Bday&lt;br /&gt;or any Holiday. Lucky I tell you!!&lt;br /&gt;Hey &amp;amp; guess what is one of my love languages?&lt;br /&gt;Acts of service/gifts....taking the time to do something for me.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how big or small. It makes me feel loved. &lt;br /&gt;So well..you know. Not pretty. ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let's move on to me being shocked.&lt;br /&gt;On my Bday last week he handed me a card with a picture of this on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BzkBG0IMRa0/TkScI_T-axI/AAAAAAAACO0/EbDSQYnusBo/s1600/unnamed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BzkBG0IMRa0/TkScI_T-axI/AAAAAAAACO0/EbDSQYnusBo/s1600/unnamed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes...that is my dream camera...a Canon 7d.&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: left;"&gt;I had NO IDEA he was gonna do that. To me..this is more than a camera.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is Matt telling me to go with my dream of being a photographer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That he believes in me &amp;amp; my passion. And I was so shocked that he was gonna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;let me spend the money!!! That doesn't happen very often!! LOL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love that Hunka Burnin Love of Mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;SO he has came a long way in the gift giving department. Enough to shock me &amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;make me speechless. It finally came in the mail on Tuesday &amp;amp; I have been playing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;with it &amp;amp; trying to learn all about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now...I need some practice so let me know if you need me to take your pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-9086566296665756506?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/9086566296665756506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/08/me-speechless-thats-hard-to-do.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/9086566296665756506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/9086566296665756506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/08/me-speechless-thats-hard-to-do.html' title='Me Speechless? That&apos;s hard to do.'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BzkBG0IMRa0/TkScI_T-axI/AAAAAAAACO0/EbDSQYnusBo/s72-c/unnamed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-7870703120253757782</id><published>2011-08-06T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T19:51:50.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's sounds so official.</title><content type='html'>Mrs. Thomason....The Principals Secretary @ the Sixth Grade.&lt;br /&gt;Yep...that is my new title. And I am loving it...but it sounds so official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blogged about getting this job &lt;a href="http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/game-changerthe-principals-office.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. If you so desire read about how&lt;br /&gt;God laid it in my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I knew He wanted me to take the job...I was still skeptical.&lt;br /&gt;What if I couldn't do it? What if I didn't like it? What if I can't handle working&lt;br /&gt;full time? What if...what if what if??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I love it? Yep...I do. I adore my Principal...Mrs. Kira Kelsey.&lt;br /&gt;SHe is the perfect boss for me. She jokes around...she loves the LORD...&lt;br /&gt;she puts her family first....she knows when to be tough. I think I have found&lt;br /&gt;my spot. I know God has specifically called me to be where I am. I haven't&lt;br /&gt;felt like this in a long time about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I know everything? Nope. It's gonna take me some time. But that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;I fell like I sit down at 7:30 am &amp;amp; it's time for me to leave at 3:00 before&lt;br /&gt;I know it. I am in my element.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not going to be peachy &amp;amp; fabulous all the time. I'm working with&lt;br /&gt;other people...I'm a mess too. But When you know God has put you where&lt;br /&gt;you are...you can't help but shout about it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-7870703120253757782?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/7870703120253757782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-sounds-so-official.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7870703120253757782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7870703120253757782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-sounds-so-official.html' title='It&apos;s sounds so official.'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-3003519128353354068</id><published>2011-07-29T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T20:40:40.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YQ 2011 Part 3</title><content type='html'>Stress Day...it's called that for a reason!! This is the day we climb the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;We pair up the kids with someone from the group they don't know. Usually it's&lt;br /&gt;someone that will push them up the mountain if they need help. It's a 3 mile hike&lt;br /&gt;up the mountain so by the time you are done...it's 6 miles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren's first Mountain Top Experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkZ4grBmdms/TjLr9gyRrAI/AAAAAAAACOk/vx0yAck8A80/s1600/IMG_0896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkZ4grBmdms/TjLr9gyRrAI/AAAAAAAACOk/vx0yAck8A80/s320/IMG_0896.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our Mountain climbing partners....Heather &amp;amp; Mike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FyDWrXpKTFM/TjLrM1kHSlI/AAAAAAAACOM/AHRfSOcJ2rY/s1600/IMG_4037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FyDWrXpKTFM/TjLrM1kHSlI/AAAAAAAACOM/AHRfSOcJ2rY/s320/IMG_4037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our staff that was there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9ZLowNZTGg/TjLry0xi8SI/AAAAAAAACOc/j3_de5TyHHM/s1600/IMG_4057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9ZLowNZTGg/TjLry0xi8SI/AAAAAAAACOc/j3_de5TyHHM/s320/IMG_4057.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Thomason Clan...our nieces with us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oCDvdh9-_U4/TjLrT0hoggI/AAAAAAAACOQ/WZIMa-k7lNA/s1600/IMG_4046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oCDvdh9-_U4/TjLrT0hoggI/AAAAAAAACOQ/WZIMa-k7lNA/s320/IMG_4046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of our sponsors hide this quarter last year under a rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; it was still there a year later!! SO cool!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SfEE1Qy6L7s/TjLrda46CHI/AAAAAAAACOU/EpwjmIBuQSg/s1600/IMG_4050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SfEE1Qy6L7s/TjLrda46CHI/AAAAAAAACOU/EpwjmIBuQSg/s320/IMG_4050.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have devo time once we are up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our view is breath taking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iDkePBOahcA/TjLr7TbUQKI/AAAAAAAACOg/D7OMDBhwtxk/s1600/IMG_4063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iDkePBOahcA/TjLr7TbUQKI/AAAAAAAACOg/D7OMDBhwtxk/s320/IMG_4063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren &amp;amp; Matt went to the summit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFzH-D-Y_xk/TjLr_L_8BDI/AAAAAAAACOo/WCU8hVPBKBA/s1600/IMG_0906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFzH-D-Y_xk/TjLr_L_8BDI/AAAAAAAACOo/WCU8hVPBKBA/s320/IMG_0906.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Too be honest this year I did not want to climb that mountain. Last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;year I was in much better shape &amp;amp; looked forward to it. If it hadn't been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lauren's first year I probably would have made an excuse to not climb the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;mountain. Makes me think about my life &amp;amp; missed opportunities due to my lack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;of preparation or feeling inadequate. There&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;are times I just don't want to climb that mountain...take that chance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;put myself out there...reach out to someone...and I walk away from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;a challenge...give up &amp;amp; rationalize my feelings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know I do it &amp;amp; I get so frustrated with myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every year when I reach the top of that mountain I think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that wasn't that hard...I can do this...if I want too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I couldn't make it up that mountain with out my partners&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;walking up that path with me, encouraging me, taking breaks with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;pushing me &amp;amp; cheering me on. I'm thankful for people in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that push me when I don't want to, encourage me when I am down&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; love me in spite of my imperfections.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But more importantly I'm thankful for a God who loves me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;carries me, forgives me &amp;amp; knows me yet still wants to use&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;me in His kingdom work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have mountains in my life, but I know God will move them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in His time &amp;amp; His will.&amp;nbsp;&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;Go have a mountain top experience soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/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/8780779963623750840-3003519128353354068?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/3003519128353354068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/yq-2011-part-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/3003519128353354068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/3003519128353354068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/yq-2011-part-3.html' title='YQ 2011 Part 3'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkZ4grBmdms/TjLr9gyRrAI/AAAAAAAACOk/vx0yAck8A80/s72-c/IMG_0896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-4038730985456416507</id><published>2011-07-28T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T13:37:54.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YQ 2011 Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We start our days off with devo time. Not just any ordinary devo time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;picture this...you are sitting at the base of a mountain...you look across &amp;amp; there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is a small pond that is a like a mirror that reflects the mountain. The sky is blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with small clouds &amp;amp; the sun warms your back as you sit there. Tall grass &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;blue &amp;amp; yellow flowers surround you. You can hear birds chirping...chipmunks&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chatting &amp;amp; God's beauty singing his praise. Oh &amp;amp; NO humidity!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now...that is devo time in the Mountains!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I snapped a few pics of my favorite people reading God's word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--MtDOSCPX1k/TjHDrQt4iPI/AAAAAAAACNk/JVX5RMZ_cIs/s1600/IMG_1393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--MtDOSCPX1k/TjHDrQt4iPI/AAAAAAAACNk/JVX5RMZ_cIs/s320/IMG_1393.jpg" width="213" /&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/-8-YZmbGM8AI/TjHD4wCWe3I/AAAAAAAACNo/eqXcuBEwHdA/s1600/IMG_1395.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8-YZmbGM8AI/TjHD4wCWe3I/AAAAAAAACNo/eqXcuBEwHdA/s320/IMG_1395.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this is a Columbine...Coloarado's state flower...all around you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--T-wtpr0qew/TjHElLkGUcI/AAAAAAAACN0/ngYbwLoeizA/s1600/IMG_1463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--T-wtpr0qew/TjHElLkGUcI/AAAAAAAACN0/ngYbwLoeizA/s320/IMG_1463.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first day is Family Day. We are divided up &amp;amp; given&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a group of kids to connect with &amp;amp; love on for the week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X3_tlKPFPfs/TjHFfYdKRBI/AAAAAAAACN4/6_Nk9c5t6EM/s1600/IMG_1554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X3_tlKPFPfs/TjHFfYdKRBI/AAAAAAAACN4/6_Nk9c5t6EM/s320/IMG_1554.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They were a fantastic group of kids!!&amp;nbsp;&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;On Tuesday we are up bright &amp;amp; early to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;White Water Raft! Super fun this year because&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the water was running fast due to all the snow melting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our Rafting Buddies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMz7PLdPGSo/TjHGIcKseEI/AAAAAAAACN8/tXg8Vuwymgw/s1600/IMG_4036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMz7PLdPGSo/TjHGIcKseEI/AAAAAAAACN8/tXg8Vuwymgw/s320/IMG_4036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tracy &amp;amp; I...love her! We rock those helmets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eCJu4tslzeE/TjHGOtZPz7I/AAAAAAAACOA/LZTkuTZjjYU/s1600/IMG_0892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eCJu4tslzeE/TjHGOtZPz7I/AAAAAAAACOA/LZTkuTZjjYU/s320/IMG_0892.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Each night we have Youth Group time...lots of hearts are opened up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; poured out during this time around the fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XMiJU6B5DL4/TjHHcp0NGZI/AAAAAAAACOE/sSwAyjCe1FQ/s1600/IMG_1475.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XMiJU6B5DL4/TjHHcp0NGZI/AAAAAAAACOE/sSwAyjCe1FQ/s320/IMG_1475.jpg" width="212" /&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/-tZeYFXDOWZ0/TjHHrc2vH3I/AAAAAAAACOI/cgOpRWnkpiI/s1600/IMG_1478.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tZeYFXDOWZ0/TjHHrc2vH3I/AAAAAAAACOI/cgOpRWnkpiI/s320/IMG_1478.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-4038730985456416507?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/4038730985456416507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/yq-2011-part-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/4038730985456416507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/4038730985456416507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/yq-2011-part-2.html' title='YQ 2011 Part 2'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--MtDOSCPX1k/TjHDrQt4iPI/AAAAAAAACNk/JVX5RMZ_cIs/s72-c/IMG_1393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-6408846612916453360</id><published>2011-07-27T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T20:25:09.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Quake Part 1</title><content type='html'>The next few days I would like to tell you about my YQ adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is YQ you ask? For 30 years several churches have met in Colorado&lt;br /&gt;and &amp;nbsp;camped out for the week. We climb mountains, white water raft, shop in&lt;br /&gt;Breckenridge, have worship outside &amp;amp; one of my favorite times of the day...&lt;br /&gt;youth group time around the campfire &amp;amp; under the stars. Lives are changed,&lt;br /&gt;restored &amp;amp; brought to the feet of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you are thinking...I'm not a camper...and to be honest I am not either really.&lt;br /&gt;But there is just something about camping in the Mountains that I can do!&lt;br /&gt;Waking up in the morning freezing...crisp clean air. Oh I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;Now there are parts that I don't love at all...one being the Porta Potty!!&lt;br /&gt;OH my by the end of the I can't hardly handle this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clLq5eakFKY/TjCFHrVnnKI/AAAAAAAACNQ/VCNX2KlF0Pg/s1600/IMG_1547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clLq5eakFKY/TjCFHrVnnKI/AAAAAAAACNQ/VCNX2KlF0Pg/s200/IMG_1547.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here is my home sweet home for the week...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i5sHEWIM_-M/TjCGBd7slsI/AAAAAAAACNU/bjGREecBKvk/s1600/IMG_1466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i5sHEWIM_-M/TjCGBd7slsI/AAAAAAAACNU/bjGREecBKvk/s320/IMG_1466.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We like to call it the Princess palace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can u see the potty chair to the right? Yep..I used it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We drive up in vans &amp;amp; this year I was blessed to ride with all the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1JKXFQJE0KU/TjDVoUo0wuI/AAAAAAAACNc/bJVHRAiNo7Y/s1600/IMG_0889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1JKXFQJE0KU/TjDVoUo0wuI/AAAAAAAACNc/bJVHRAiNo7Y/s320/IMG_0889.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Graduate girls. I love them so much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I did it again...Yep...I Zip Lined thru the Mountains!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi2saUBSl0s/TjCIvyL-McI/AAAAAAAACNY/Hpy82z_tIXI/s1600/IMG_3988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi2saUBSl0s/TjCIvyL-McI/AAAAAAAACNY/Hpy82z_tIXI/s320/IMG_3988.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I would highly recommend this! The scenery was breath taking.&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;Sunday night I actually had the opportunity to speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This years theme was Vintage because we were celebrating 30 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;of YQ. I was a camper back in 1986-1990. My youth minister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Darren Wade spoke last week &amp;amp; he gave me the opportunity to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;give my testimony. I was nervous...but I did it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Darren &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMvN0ydR5xA/TjDV1xqwaYI/AAAAAAAACNg/Lye9aTEBkTU/s1600/IMG_0902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMvN0ydR5xA/TjDV1xqwaYI/AAAAAAAACNg/Lye9aTEBkTU/s320/IMG_0902.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And that just begins the week...Thought I would just give you a glimpse of&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;what we did. More to come thru this week!&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;Are you a camper??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-6408846612916453360?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/6408846612916453360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/youth-quake-part-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6408846612916453360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6408846612916453360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/youth-quake-part-1.html' title='Youth Quake Part 1'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clLq5eakFKY/TjCFHrVnnKI/AAAAAAAACNQ/VCNX2KlF0Pg/s72-c/IMG_1547.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-8118125860729487180</id><published>2011-07-14T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T09:22:57.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky Mountain High...</title><content type='html'>Next week I will call this home sweet home...aka Princess Palace.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jXYkz4uLh8/Th8T9fq2AAI/AAAAAAAACNI/jOg73jb8vCw/s1600/IMG_2465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jXYkz4uLh8/Th8T9fq2AAI/AAAAAAAACNI/jOg73jb8vCw/s320/IMG_2465.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yep...smack dab in the middle of the Rocky Mountains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE IT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are taking around 120 people out for a youth camp called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Youth Quake. We meet 3 other churches out there &amp;amp; do all kinds&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;of activities with them &amp;amp; Praise the Lord together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's a great week for the kids to get away from life &amp;amp; just focus on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;their relationship with God &amp;amp; unite as a youth group!&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;But this year....this sweet girl is going with me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally she is old enough to go with us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am so excited to have her there to experience this with us!!&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/-JjKZrpTb9UM/Th8XWmuSatI/AAAAAAAACNM/exW7_SZ0EpU/s1600/IMG_3758.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JjKZrpTb9UM/Th8XWmuSatI/AAAAAAAACNM/exW7_SZ0EpU/s320/IMG_3758.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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please pray for our safety...hearts...attititude &amp;amp; for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God to get all the GLORY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-8118125860729487180?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/8118125860729487180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/rocky-mountain-high.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/8118125860729487180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/8118125860729487180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/rocky-mountain-high.html' title='Rocky Mountain High...'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jXYkz4uLh8/Th8T9fq2AAI/AAAAAAAACNI/jOg73jb8vCw/s72-c/IMG_2465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-790692191556776477</id><published>2011-07-11T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T07:43:32.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little time spend with you ladies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once a year I get to spend a few days with these ladies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we made it happen a couple of weeks ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMr23C6lY3Q/ThsGpoYeFMI/AAAAAAAACNA/Lz6QAkrSTY8/s1600/IMG_3914.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMr23C6lY3Q/ThsGpoYeFMI/AAAAAAAACNA/Lz6QAkrSTY8/s320/IMG_3914.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We grew up together in the youth group. I adore these ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are alot a like in our values &amp;amp; how we raise our kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They push me to love God &amp;amp; serve Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They encourage me to love my husband &amp;amp; kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They just let me...simply be me.&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;I would give anything for them to live close to me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But for now I will cherish the time we get to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;spend together here&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friendships are not easy for me. I don't require a lot of time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I like to be at home. I am not needy &amp;amp; can't handle it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if someone who wants to be close to me is needy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm kinda a loner...introvert I guess.&amp;nbsp;&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;I also have had the chance to spend time with one of my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;very best friends Lana lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqrgmcD9fR0/ThsIhtorWBI/AAAAAAAACNE/EUPe9GgboCg/s1600/IMG_0768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqrgmcD9fR0/ThsIhtorWBI/AAAAAAAACNE/EUPe9GgboCg/s320/IMG_0768.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't begin to tell you how much I adore this lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While talking to her the other night I said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I've come to realize my good friends just don't live close to me".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And some days that makes me really sad...but I know it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now I'm not throwing a pity party or anything...Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's my fault...I just have issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And to be honest most people can't handle being close to &amp;nbsp;a PW,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or atleast this PW.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't get me wrong...I have tons of friends...people I like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to spend time with...but I'm talking sister friend close.&amp;nbsp;&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;I really don't know why I'm blogging about all of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just been on my mind lately...friendships.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I'm lonely...or dare I admit...jealous of others&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and their ability to have close friends down the street.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But really...I will be just fine &amp;amp; dandy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I barely have time to spend with my family somedays!!&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;One of my friends &amp;amp; I would always joke and say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I wanna be invite, but I just really don't want to go".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;True...funny &amp;amp; tad bit sad huh?&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;I am so thankful for the friends God has put into my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;even though I don't see them on a regular basis....we&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;always pick up right where we left off.&amp;nbsp;&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;How about you? Are friendships easy for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Are you an introvert or extravert?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-790692191556776477?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/790692191556776477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-time-spend-with-you-ladies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/790692191556776477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/790692191556776477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-time-spend-with-you-ladies.html' title='A little time spend with you ladies...'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMr23C6lY3Q/ThsGpoYeFMI/AAAAAAAACNA/Lz6QAkrSTY8/s72-c/IMG_3914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-6226729608927784681</id><published>2011-07-08T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T07:09:23.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubblelicious Fun!</title><content type='html'>When we go to Branson we are blessed to stay for FREE in one of Matt's Dads Time shares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a great place...but one of the best parts about it for Jaden is the huge bathtub. See at&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;home we don't let them take a bath in our BIG tub very often because it uses all the hot&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;water &amp;amp; they get water every where...BUT every time we go to the condo we let him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have the time of his life by taking a bubble bath! I know right? He even uses his Goggles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HvWRH_CbR-0/ThcOXsUvNqI/AAAAAAAACM4/C1qRc3xuAbc/s1600/IMG_0843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HvWRH_CbR-0/ThcOXsUvNqI/AAAAAAAACM4/C1qRc3xuAbc/s320/IMG_0843.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Is that not the funniest thing??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes...that is Jaden in a heap of bubbles!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This 10 year old boy can't hardly wait to jump in that tub when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we get there. And it's just cheap body wash that makes all those bubbles!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qCZr1zQFJXE/ThcOYrinF_I/AAAAAAAACM8/ri-Qw6Cu0eI/s1600/IMG_0844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qCZr1zQFJXE/ThcOYrinF_I/AAAAAAAACM8/ri-Qw6Cu0eI/s320/IMG_0844.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Goes to show you...it's the simple things in life that &amp;nbsp;can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;bring you so much joy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. I'm a huge bath taker so he comes by it naturally.&amp;nbsp;&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;Have a great weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-6226729608927784681?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/6226729608927784681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/bubblelicious-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6226729608927784681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6226729608927784681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/bubblelicious-fun.html' title='Bubblelicious Fun!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HvWRH_CbR-0/ThcOXsUvNqI/AAAAAAAACM4/C1qRc3xuAbc/s72-c/IMG_0843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-1794005203523884808</id><published>2011-07-06T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T12:44:28.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We always celebrate the 4th at my sister's lake house in Arkansas. We have a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;blast there. She has a boat, wave runners &amp;amp; all kinds of fun things to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are really spoiled to have such a great place for our entire family to hang&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;out. We swim...go tubing...eat homemade ice cream...4 wheeling...fishing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eat....walking...&amp;amp; just hang out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bIpM1qSgKmw/ThS664J1ILI/AAAAAAAACM0/7lV85c73g3E/s1600/IMG_1352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bIpM1qSgKmw/ThS664J1ILI/AAAAAAAACM0/7lV85c73g3E/s320/IMG_1352.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a tradition at our house....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How about your family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you do on the 4th of July?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-1794005203523884808?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/1794005203523884808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1794005203523884808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1794005203523884808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bIpM1qSgKmw/ThS664J1ILI/AAAAAAAACM0/7lV85c73g3E/s72-c/IMG_1352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-988113430566641466</id><published>2011-07-03T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T08:20:09.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing my FeArS!!!! EEK!!</title><content type='html'>We went to Branson last week &amp;amp; as we were planning this trip Jaden told&lt;br /&gt;Matt he wanted to do the zipline. Honestly I thought, Oh Matt will never&lt;br /&gt;do that because it cost to much. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...NOT! He was all about it remarkably!!! All week &amp;nbsp;long I fretted about&lt;br /&gt;the zipline. I was scared to death...anxious...I even had canker soars in my mouth!&lt;br /&gt;I have a fear of falling...heights &amp;amp; I don't like to swing that much. So put that all&lt;br /&gt;together &amp;amp; you have a zipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday came...and as we drove up to the zipline there it was...the 100 ft tower.&lt;br /&gt;My heart started to pump...bump...jump...out of my chest!! We got out of the&lt;br /&gt;car &amp;amp; I began to cry. Please Matt...I don't want to do this...I'm so scared.&lt;br /&gt;I'm being serious here!! Tears &amp;amp; everything!! At that point he said...well don't do&lt;br /&gt;it if you really don't want to. But I knew that if I didn't Lauren might not &amp;amp; I would&lt;br /&gt;not be setting a good example for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled our gear on...slapped that cute little yellow helmet on our heads &amp;amp; loaded up&lt;br /&gt;in this army type of truck. And it hit me...I have to pee so bad. It literally scared the pee out&lt;br /&gt;of me. I excused myself to go the bathroom (guides were not happy with me). Loaded back&lt;br /&gt;up &amp;amp; headed up the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bridge. If that is what you call it. It was this skinny little piece of something that was&lt;br /&gt;tied to ropes &amp;amp; we had to walk across it. We were tied on at the top so even if you slipped,&lt;br /&gt;you would be ok, but it was still scary!! I almost turned around at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to the first hut &amp;amp; waited. I was getting so nervous. Sick at my stomach really.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was my turn...you have to step out onto the stairs outside of the hut &amp;amp; go. I&lt;br /&gt;can't even tell you how I did it, except for God pushed me off that platform. And it wasn't&lt;br /&gt;really that bad. SHOCK!! I made it to the other side &amp;amp; my hands were trembling, knees&lt;br /&gt;were shaking &amp;amp; could barely talk without crying! But I did it!!! WOW! WHat a feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did 4 lines. Each one got a little easier &amp;amp; more FUN! By the last one...I was letting go&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; really relaxing! The whole fam...the kids did great! I was so proud of them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnaX7I7CQcE/ThCGeQj6m7I/AAAAAAAACMs/l-tM2I_Q6-0/s1600/IMG_0855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnaX7I7CQcE/ThCGeQj6m7I/AAAAAAAACMs/l-tM2I_Q6-0/s320/IMG_0855.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wore my Armed &amp;amp; Dangerous shirt for inspiration!!&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/-0moLAqzAjMM/ThCGgvnIyVI/AAAAAAAACMw/GLD6fW4h2uU/s1600/IMG_0858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0moLAqzAjMM/ThCGgvnIyVI/AAAAAAAACMw/GLD6fW4h2uU/s320/IMG_0858.JPG" width="238" /&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;Facing my fears...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was hard for me. As I was reading that morning God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;gave me these words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ou came near when I called you, and u said, "Do not fear" Lam 4:2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cast all ur anxiety on Him because He cares for u! 1 Peter 5:7.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;I said them as I stood on that platform. I can do this...thru Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;And I must admit...I would absolutely do it again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;What fears have you faced?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;What is a fear you need to face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-988113430566641466?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/988113430566641466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/facing-my-fears-eek.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/988113430566641466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/988113430566641466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/07/facing-my-fears-eek.html' title='Facing my FeArS!!!! EEK!!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnaX7I7CQcE/ThCGeQj6m7I/AAAAAAAACMs/l-tM2I_Q6-0/s72-c/IMG_0855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-1719463315615180197</id><published>2011-06-28T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T08:24:10.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike a Pose...Photobooth style</title><content type='html'>OF course you all know I love to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;But I am rarely in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece had a photobooth at her wedding.&lt;br /&gt;I love these things. One of the best ideas out there&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me! The couple gets a copy of each picture&lt;br /&gt;their guest takes. HOW awesome is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would share them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Bride...my beautiful niece Danielle...I love her so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hdtqFamNK2k/TgntDJx7cuI/AAAAAAAACLw/G6wbI2Rjot0/s1600/img033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hdtqFamNK2k/TgntDJx7cuI/AAAAAAAACLw/G6wbI2Rjot0/s320/img033.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now....this is back in 1992...Danielle was 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qhXeYav-Aq0/Tgnx5XfbLtI/AAAAAAAACMo/2lSr0dcqwjA/s1600/Danielle+%2526+I.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qhXeYav-Aq0/Tgnx5XfbLtI/AAAAAAAACMo/2lSr0dcqwjA/s320/Danielle+%2526+I.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My cousins Laura &amp;amp; Sheryl, my mom, my sis &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4p0qCfOfvsc/TgntEsGqb_I/AAAAAAAACL0/BxJdeeDLpYg/s1600/img034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4p0qCfOfvsc/TgntEsGqb_I/AAAAAAAACL0/BxJdeeDLpYg/s320/img034.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;MY Cousin Laura &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LyH3JfDjJOk/TgntGcRrKeI/AAAAAAAACL4/vppWYOPQxsA/s1600/img035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LyH3JfDjJOk/TgntGcRrKeI/AAAAAAAACL4/vppWYOPQxsA/s320/img035.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My BFF from College Lana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_zlROiyn9Q/TgntIFG22gI/AAAAAAAACL8/o4wSIE3msNc/s1600/img036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_zlROiyn9Q/TgntIFG22gI/AAAAAAAACL8/o4wSIE3msNc/s320/img036.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me &amp;amp; HBL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x3Dd0gDHUYA/TgntJgZPNOI/AAAAAAAACMA/KMtiygh-PVQ/s1600/img037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x3Dd0gDHUYA/TgntJgZPNOI/AAAAAAAACMA/KMtiygh-PVQ/s320/img037.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My niece Kenzie &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCIpU6HdaY4/TgntLA8OoMI/AAAAAAAACME/cjpDhzaAa9Y/s1600/img038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCIpU6HdaY4/TgntLA8OoMI/AAAAAAAACME/cjpDhzaAa9Y/s320/img038.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Girls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hxfUFw-Us58/TgntM6P4ZEI/AAAAAAAACMI/S7XXp4lLEc8/s1600/img039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hxfUFw-Us58/TgntM6P4ZEI/AAAAAAAACMI/S7XXp4lLEc8/s320/img039.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Sister &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8jQo_BJVwSw/TgntOXSX5iI/AAAAAAAACMM/FgklbnS5S-w/s1600/img040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8jQo_BJVwSw/TgntOXSX5iI/AAAAAAAACMM/FgklbnS5S-w/s320/img040.jpg" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Matt &amp;amp; Jaden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dE-X-naURP0/TgntP_yjKLI/AAAAAAAACMQ/sU89xBDlFtQ/s1600/img041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dE-X-naURP0/TgntP_yjKLI/AAAAAAAACMQ/sU89xBDlFtQ/s320/img041.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have you ever been in a Photobooth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If not I highly recommend it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tons of fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&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;/div&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/8780779963623750840-1719463315615180197?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/1719463315615180197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/06/strike-posephotobooth-style.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1719463315615180197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1719463315615180197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/06/strike-posephotobooth-style.html' title='Strike a Pose...Photobooth style'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hdtqFamNK2k/TgntDJx7cuI/AAAAAAAACLw/G6wbI2Rjot0/s72-c/img033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2558928298484935939</id><published>2011-06-27T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T15:59:37.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Armed &amp; Dangerous</title><content type='html'>Roadtrip with Matt, Bobby &amp;amp; Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nashville, Tennesee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;140 Pastors Wives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;5 star Hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For months I waited &amp;amp; dreamed of the day I would get to spend 3 days with all these amazing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ladies. I have meet several of them before, briefly here &amp;amp; there, but never had we been able to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spend time together just hanging out. Until now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I don't get to see them on a regular basis these ladies have became my life line&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in friendships. They get me &amp;amp; connect with me in ways that no one ever has. They pour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;into my life &amp;amp; give me a sense of normalcy. I truly love our times together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's start with Liz. Liz is Bobby's wife. They are the Campus leaders at our&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stone Canyon Campus. I love this girl, she is full of life &amp;amp; love for Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FGbJX-6gZOU/Tgj7NJkGZGI/AAAAAAAACKg/yTGkjaDKpL0/s1600/IMG_3807.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FGbJX-6gZOU/Tgj7NJkGZGI/AAAAAAAACKg/yTGkjaDKpL0/s200/IMG_3807.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vanessa...been ready to meet her for a long time!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love her! She &amp;amp; I had a precious prayer time together that blessed my life!&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/-IpqRpjRGF9U/Tgj7deTs6RI/AAAAAAAACKo/PnCbYHRWPfM/s1600/IMG_3820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IpqRpjRGF9U/Tgj7deTs6RI/AAAAAAAACKo/PnCbYHRWPfM/s200/IMG_3820.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cyndi...she is a spunky fun gal! Love her!&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/-u_WhUeTTg08/Tgj7lUEYh6I/AAAAAAAACKs/HP48dEKzRtk/s1600/IMG_3821.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u_WhUeTTg08/Tgj7lUEYh6I/AAAAAAAACKs/HP48dEKzRtk/s200/IMG_3821.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoying a little Chocolate fountain at the Mocktail party!&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/-pQD0-9oqiKY/Tgj7tCKme9I/AAAAAAAACKw/gDTLI_8C8Ew/s1600/IMG_3823.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQD0-9oqiKY/Tgj7tCKme9I/AAAAAAAACKw/gDTLI_8C8Ew/s200/IMG_3823.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Virtual Community group!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't even express how much I they have enriched my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Joy, Beth &amp;amp; Susanne...we missed Kate &amp;amp; Rachel though!&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/-YdPGu9dVoRg/Tgj760dU-hI/AAAAAAAACK0/CF3PYORbS1k/s1600/IMG_0239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YdPGu9dVoRg/Tgj760dU-hI/AAAAAAAACK0/CF3PYORbS1k/s320/IMG_0239.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Inside of our Hotel...um yes..gorgeous!!&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/-hN0HrQ53DUg/Tgj8P_HPFCI/AAAAAAAACK4/DTPc-YEptec/s1600/IMG_0248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hN0HrQ53DUg/Tgj8P_HPFCI/AAAAAAAACK4/DTPc-YEptec/s320/IMG_0248.jpg" width="212" /&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;Amazing Race Day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Are we Armed &amp;amp; Dangerous or WhAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Liz was serious about this game!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We ran all over downtown Nashville!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We did AMAZING!&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/-KJPPKwqTWeQ/Tgj8W81taRI/AAAAAAAACK8/YFfipzw4s3U/s1600/IMG_3829.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KJPPKwqTWeQ/Tgj8W81taRI/AAAAAAAACK8/YFfipzw4s3U/s320/IMG_3829.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our Amazing Team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can us see how red faced we are???&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/-59lspxdU-Hs/Tgj8e4vmoBI/AAAAAAAACLA/oUcC2Qu97FQ/s1600/IMG_3832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-59lspxdU-Hs/Tgj8e4vmoBI/AAAAAAAACLA/oUcC2Qu97FQ/s320/IMG_3832.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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And Lori...this lady has changed my life in ways she doesn't even get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was a lonely...sad...doubting I would ever have a close friend again PW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;when we spoke almost 2 years ago on the phone&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her heart for PWs oozes out of her life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I adore her. Las Vegas is to far.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbPFh8N10DM/Tgj8uCnBi2I/AAAAAAAACLI/yp7HVsYGIvI/s1600/IMG_3834.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbPFh8N10DM/Tgj8uCnBi2I/AAAAAAAACLI/yp7HVsYGIvI/s200/IMG_3834.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jammin &amp;amp; Jammies night!&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/-GIuA1A4q1FI/Tgj83N_-fDI/AAAAAAAACLM/0SRtyxxEoXQ/s1600/IMG_3835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GIuA1A4q1FI/Tgj83N_-fDI/AAAAAAAACLM/0SRtyxxEoXQ/s320/IMG_3835.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;JOy &amp;amp; I in our PJs!!&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/-VhvXlozKV9E/Tgj9CayV2dI/AAAAAAAACLQ/rPcHDuuVMZM/s1600/IMG_3842.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VhvXlozKV9E/Tgj9CayV2dI/AAAAAAAACLQ/rPcHDuuVMZM/s320/IMG_3842.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My roomies...snug as a bug.&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/-FMO5fpt_0oc/Tgj9IH4cWeI/AAAAAAAACLU/5qGra1mgQFw/s1600/IMG_3843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMO5fpt_0oc/Tgj9IH4cWeI/AAAAAAAACLU/5qGra1mgQFw/s320/IMG_3843.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;20th century FOx provided our lunch one day to inform&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;us about all the ministry opportunities they provide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I HAD no idea!&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/-TQUxVGXZ7L8/Tgj9bbXlE8I/AAAAAAAACLY/R03jrmvOHIQ/s1600/IMG_0264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TQUxVGXZ7L8/Tgj9bbXlE8I/AAAAAAAACLY/R03jrmvOHIQ/s320/IMG_0264.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Leading &amp;amp; Loving Team&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/-xTgGwH1of5k/Tgj9uNU6C_I/AAAAAAAACLc/xcLArUB8u8E/s1600/IMG_0282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xTgGwH1of5k/Tgj9uNU6C_I/AAAAAAAACLc/xcLArUB8u8E/s320/IMG_0282.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lisa Young, Liz, Joy, Jessica, me &amp;amp; Brandi hanging out!&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/-dY4sm2MrTH8/Tgj91uYlPVI/AAAAAAAACLg/VQDj7TFRz_I/s1600/IMG_3845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dY4sm2MrTH8/Tgj91uYlPVI/AAAAAAAACLg/VQDj7TFRz_I/s320/IMG_3845.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tiffany Cooper...She &amp;amp; her husband are at People's church in OKC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Great heart for PWs &amp;amp; leads our groups.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely having lunch with her soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/-JzRViS_RSlY/Tgj-DPJw8GI/AAAAAAAACLo/L_wrtopUtos/s1600/IMG_3863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JzRViS_RSlY/Tgj-DPJw8GI/AAAAAAAACLo/L_wrtopUtos/s200/IMG_3863.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Jenn! We meet in a VCG awhile ago &amp;amp; have kept up with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;each other since! So glad to hug her neck!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPa8yWg89RQ/TgkJkBayxnI/AAAAAAAACLs/q43wngE5bZ8/s1600/IMG_0247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPa8yWg89RQ/TgkJkBayxnI/AAAAAAAACLs/q43wngE5bZ8/s200/IMG_0247.JPG" width="200" /&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;The first night Joy &amp;amp; shared how we meet &amp;amp; how our&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;friendship has grown over the year. What a blessing!&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/-9MauhToZSJI/Tgj7U4agrrI/AAAAAAAACKk/hzN3fyXKL-I/s1600/IMG_3808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9MauhToZSJI/Tgj7U4agrrI/AAAAAAAACKk/hzN3fyXKL-I/s200/IMG_3808.JPG" width="200" /&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;To sum it up...one of the best few days I've had in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Very emotional as I left those ladies that day...cried my eyes out pretty much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wish I could take them&amp;nbsp;all home with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We worshiped...prayed &amp;amp; loved on each other in ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that I can't even express in words. I look so forward to our time together soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love you all &amp;amp; I am so grateful God put you in my life.&amp;nbsp;&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;p.s. Matt &amp;amp; Bobby had their own hotel down the street at a little&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;less than 5 stars...lol. Thanks guys for taking us out there!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2558928298484935939?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2558928298484935939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/06/armed-dangerous.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2558928298484935939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2558928298484935939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/06/armed-dangerous.html' title='Armed &amp; Dangerous'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FGbJX-6gZOU/Tgj7NJkGZGI/AAAAAAAACKg/yTGkjaDKpL0/s72-c/IMG_3807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-7164760850228787196</id><published>2011-06-21T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T08:01:26.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog made into a book????</title><content type='html'>OH MY MERCY!!! Can I tell you how excited I am?????&lt;br /&gt;I am squealing with excitement!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit...I had pretty much decided not to blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Done...finished...quitter...slacker....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I met with my amazing PWs on Skype &amp;amp; they told me&lt;br /&gt;the most fabulous news!!! &lt;a href="http://www.a-steady-rain.com/"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://calledoutone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt; informed me that you can&lt;br /&gt;make your blogs into a book!! SAY WHAT??? YES People!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back track...I used to scrapbook all the time. My friend &amp;amp; I would even&lt;br /&gt;go for a entire weekend &amp;amp; scrap. But...life got busy...things changed &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer scrapbook, I had no motivation. &amp;nbsp;Sad huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;a href="http://calledoutone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.a-steady-rain.com/"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt; shared with me how you can take your blog &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;have it made into a book. For real?? Rachel even showed me hers online.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT!! To me...this is the answer I have been looking for. I don't have&lt;br /&gt;time to scrapbook &amp;amp; blog...but I can print my blog &amp;amp; it will be my scrapbook!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't even tell you how excited I am about this! It changes everything for me &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;my decision to continue to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOme of you are probably saying...well duh Steph...we know you can do this,&lt;br /&gt;where have you been living under need a ROCK? Well...I guess I have!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go for this fabulous gift???&lt;a href="http://blog2print.sharedbook.com/blogworld/printmyblog/index.html"&gt; Here&lt;/a&gt; is the link...it's called&lt;br /&gt;Blog 2 Print.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! And you will be hearing from me again soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-7164760850228787196?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/7164760850228787196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-made-into-book.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7164760850228787196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7164760850228787196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-made-into-book.html' title='Blog made into a book????'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-5123043043635652294</id><published>2011-06-12T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T16:46:05.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting our hair did!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kristen came to the lake to fix our hair. She did a fabulous job!!! My girls looked way&lt;br /&gt;older with all the make up &amp;amp; hair done! YIKES! Glad they are not the type of girls&lt;br /&gt;who like to get all "fixed up" or we might be in trouble!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tz7-ers7h44/TfVMYHNSX2I/AAAAAAAACJ4/4i2KzENdpfA/s1600/IMG_0759_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tz7-ers7h44/TfVMYHNSX2I/AAAAAAAACJ4/4i2KzENdpfA/s320/IMG_0759_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n7Tiquc7S-8/TfVMmL49dtI/AAAAAAAACJ8/AC-T43qArOw/s1600/IMG_0768_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n7Tiquc7S-8/TfVMmL49dtI/AAAAAAAACJ8/AC-T43qArOw/s320/IMG_0768_1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kenzie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmoxSDuMHWw/TfVM3bf06_I/AAAAAAAACKA/smW5NDGyIYU/s1600/IMG_0772_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmoxSDuMHWw/TfVM3bf06_I/AAAAAAAACKA/smW5NDGyIYU/s320/IMG_0772_1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cI4Od3qeXes/TfVNHMDadJI/AAAAAAAACKE/oi8kKP99rHk/s1600/IMG_0779_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cI4Od3qeXes/TfVNHMDadJI/AAAAAAAACKE/oi8kKP99rHk/s320/IMG_0779_1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I embroidered these bags for them with their names &amp;amp; then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;they blinged them out with jewels! So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FCs7DUUSHWA/TfVOIYhCC9I/AAAAAAAACKU/pUz_3TFD3us/s1600/IMG_0785_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FCs7DUUSHWA/TfVOIYhCC9I/AAAAAAAACKU/pUz_3TFD3us/s320/IMG_0785_1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok...Brooke looks way to old in this...so pretty though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cj9aapNCghg/TfVNVjanefI/AAAAAAAACKI/5YbjkCpcBtQ/s1600/IMG_0780_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cj9aapNCghg/TfVNVjanefI/AAAAAAAACKI/5YbjkCpcBtQ/s320/IMG_0780_1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren...beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PR8mUHSj2vg/TfVOXX97K_I/AAAAAAAACKY/f3KsKRm6uKY/s1600/IMG_0788_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PR8mUHSj2vg/TfVOXX97K_I/AAAAAAAACKY/f3KsKRm6uKY/s320/IMG_0788_1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kenzie...gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pdgOw3jA5VQ/TfVNlQ6LGeI/AAAAAAAACKM/2DUVWE-bRp8/s1600/IMG_0781_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pdgOw3jA5VQ/TfVNlQ6LGeI/AAAAAAAACKM/2DUVWE-bRp8/s320/IMG_0781_1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Bride...stunning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Notice it says "future"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DyCxQEFO5Wo/TfVN3Xfbg_I/AAAAAAAACKQ/pY-KD-OGc9k/s1600/IMG_0784_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DyCxQEFO5Wo/TfVN3Xfbg_I/AAAAAAAACKQ/pY-KD-OGc9k/s320/IMG_0784_1.jpg" width="213" /&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;They all looked so good! She also did our hair too. Made me feel so pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;love getting all done up once in awhile!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_52387878"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_52387879"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-5123043043635652294?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/5123043043635652294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/06/getting-our-hair-did.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5123043043635652294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5123043043635652294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/06/getting-our-hair-did.html' title='Getting our hair did!!!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tz7-ers7h44/TfVMYHNSX2I/AAAAAAAACJ4/4i2KzENdpfA/s72-c/IMG_0759_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-7525737492242473363</id><published>2011-06-12T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T16:12:14.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the Bride...Rehearsal.</title><content type='html'>My niece Danielle married her sweet man Lonnie this weekend. It's been 2 years worth of planning.&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of them. She was absolutely stunning!!! They got married in Eureka Springs, Ark&lt;br /&gt;@ the Crescent Hotel. It was a beautiful wedding. My girls were her bridesmaids. I have a TON&lt;br /&gt;of pics that I want to share with you!! So just bare with me!! I am PROUD AUNT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bridal Luncheon @ The Crumpet Tea Room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1TJXS3yQbNc/TfU8gHJd2mI/AAAAAAAACI0/9mZ2XyJ_Tuc/s1600/D+%2526+L+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1TJXS3yQbNc/TfU8gHJd2mI/AAAAAAAACI0/9mZ2XyJ_Tuc/s320/D+%2526+L+4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rehearsal Dinner...Lonnie's sister Alice made Crawfish Etouffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was so yummy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wgTQ5YkuKsk/TfU8zeX3jvI/AAAAAAAACI4/XKJUSGFcuUY/s1600/IMG_0682.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wgTQ5YkuKsk/TfU8zeX3jvI/AAAAAAAACI4/XKJUSGFcuUY/s320/IMG_0682.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ms. Donna &amp;amp; Ms. Janet had these adorable cookies made!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--IyXDc0v22Q/TfU9GsVS_-I/AAAAAAAACI8/P3qWNe-IYW0/s1600/IMG_0693.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--IyXDc0v22Q/TfU9GsVS_-I/AAAAAAAACI8/P3qWNe-IYW0/s320/IMG_0693.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The cute couple!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ejczSJlO6To/TfU9XLeZ26I/AAAAAAAACJA/mFt5aPmurt8/s1600/IMG_0716.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ejczSJlO6To/TfU9XLeZ26I/AAAAAAAACJA/mFt5aPmurt8/s320/IMG_0716.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; My girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3Gt4hdyzf4/TfU9_htRthI/AAAAAAAACJI/cMNa_STCgmo/s1600/IMG_0747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3Gt4hdyzf4/TfU9_htRthI/AAAAAAAACJI/cMNa_STCgmo/s320/IMG_0747.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Bridal Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQvs5N4Efw0/TfU9rNsr4yI/AAAAAAAACJE/fbVHVX71S5k/s1600/IMG_0740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQvs5N4Efw0/TfU9rNsr4yI/AAAAAAAACJE/fbVHVX71S5k/s320/IMG_0740.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a blast hanging out together the day before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Steve &amp;amp; Janet let them have the Rehearsal dinner at their&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;beautiful home on the lake. Thanks to everyone who helped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;make it happen!!&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/8780779963623750840-7525737492242473363?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/7525737492242473363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/06/here-comes-briderehearsal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7525737492242473363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7525737492242473363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/06/here-comes-briderehearsal.html' title='Here comes the Bride...Rehearsal.'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1TJXS3yQbNc/TfU8gHJd2mI/AAAAAAAACI0/9mZ2XyJ_Tuc/s72-c/D+%2526+L+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-3139339685175695493</id><published>2011-05-31T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T20:06:30.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Changer...the Principal's Office</title><content type='html'>I've made a Game Changer decision that has landed me in the Principal's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it? Are you sitting on the edge of your seat...screaming TELL US!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...maybe not that dramatic...but it was for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll know I've subbed for quite some time now. I've got my favorite schools to&lt;br /&gt;sub at. The 6th grade center being #1 on that list...so when my friend Christy let me &lt;br /&gt;know she would be leaving this year, I thought...hmmm if I could have that job&lt;br /&gt;I think I could handle working full time. Throughout the year Mrs. Kelsey...&lt;br /&gt;aka Principal...would ask me if I have thought about taking the JOB. Which I&lt;br /&gt;had always told Matt that I would be a great secretary if he would just pay me for&lt;br /&gt;all the things I already do around here &amp;amp; at the church for me I could make it official!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to pray about whether or not God was leading me to take this job or not. Mrs.&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey called to set up my interview &amp;amp; I asked God to give me clarity during the interview.&lt;br /&gt;I rallied all my Prayer Warriors &amp;amp; asked them to pray for me. During the interview&amp;nbsp;I told Mrs.&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey... "I knew she would&amp;nbsp;be interviewing a lot of people for this job".&lt;br /&gt;That's when she stopped me in the middle of&amp;nbsp;my sentence &amp;amp; said,"Nope just you".&lt;br /&gt;Um...excuse me...just me...little ol me? That can't be what she just said?!?! And then&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to tell me that God had laid me on her heart for the job &amp;amp; I needed to go home&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; pray about it &amp;amp; make sure that's what God was leading me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know right? How often do you have someone in charge tell you to seek God? Not often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had prayed for clarity &amp;amp; received it. Wow. Not to say I'm not terribly nervous &amp;amp; scared&lt;br /&gt;to work full time....because I am, but I know God lead me to it &amp;amp; He will lead me thru it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does a Principal Secretary do you ask? Well...I will be in charge of all the&lt;br /&gt;finances of the entire school &amp;amp; keeping the principal informed &amp;amp; organized. Lots of&lt;br /&gt;new things to learn this week as I train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working full time...something I didn't see coming, but I am excited to take this&lt;br /&gt;step. It will also allow us to save for college &amp;amp; do a few things we have wanted&lt;br /&gt;to do financially for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Advice from you working moms???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-3139339685175695493?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/3139339685175695493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/game-changerthe-principals-office.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/3139339685175695493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/3139339685175695493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/game-changerthe-principals-office.html' title='Game Changer...the Principal&apos;s Office'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-7966272736600282816</id><published>2011-05-30T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T20:19:25.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again...</title><content type='html'>It's almost been a month since my last post. I didn't set out to stop blogging...&lt;br /&gt;it just kinda happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working full time &amp;amp; trying to keep up with my life just became a lot for me to&lt;br /&gt;handle to be honest &amp;amp; something had to give...blogging was something I had to&lt;br /&gt;let go of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a life changing decision...went on several trips...had end of the&lt;br /&gt;school year activities...3 weddings...3 graduations...survived a tornado&lt;br /&gt;just to name a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to start sharing with you soon about all these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just trying to decide if God is still calling me to blog &amp;amp; if so...why &amp;amp; what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure is...I miss reading all of your blogs &amp;amp; knowing what is going&lt;br /&gt;on in your lives. So don't be surprise if you get several comments from me in one day&lt;br /&gt;when I start stalking all of you one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk Soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-7966272736600282816?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/7966272736600282816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-again.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7966272736600282816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7966272736600282816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again...'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2433210548002774546</id><published>2011-05-06T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T05:35:17.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Less....Unsettle me</title><content type='html'>.6lbs down this week. Altogether I've lost 7.8lbs...I had hoped that number would&lt;br /&gt;be higher at this point, but I know I'm not sacrificing as I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsettle me...In Chapter 17 in MTC she asked the question...&lt;br /&gt;"Is discipline really sustainable?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricky question huh? Some may answer yes...some say no. Or maybe on our&lt;br /&gt;own...no...with God...absolutely YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been put in a place where you are longing for something? I mean&lt;br /&gt;really in desperation? I can only think of a few times when I was running &amp;amp; I needed&lt;br /&gt;water so bad that I might pass out. I have been stranded in Wyoming needed a ride&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; God provided. But seriously...I have never been in desperate need for much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's a place I need to get too in this journey. Slight desperation...where all&lt;br /&gt;I have is God to get me thru this. Have I emptied myself enough to allow His spirit&lt;br /&gt;to make me truly holy as I am made for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing she said just slapped me in the face...&lt;br /&gt;"Getting to a place where our lack of strength disgust us".&lt;br /&gt;Oh I have been disgusted with myself thru this journey &amp;amp; my lack of&lt;br /&gt;discipline. Enough to say no &amp;amp; cling to Him? No...not all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be "unsettled" in my walk with God. I need to crave intimacy with&lt;br /&gt;God &amp;amp; unleash my heart from the bondage of sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rattle loose my complacent excuses and break apart my stubborn refusals to look,&lt;br /&gt;really look at whatever pulls my heart away from God."....MTC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying daily to be deeply satisfied with God...not cheap imitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you friends. May we all be Unsettle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must become greater...I must become less. John 3:30&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2433210548002774546?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2433210548002774546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/becoming-lessunsettle-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2433210548002774546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2433210548002774546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/becoming-lessunsettle-me.html' title='Becoming Less....Unsettle me'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-6894756629832506174</id><published>2011-05-04T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T13:25:12.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Count It all JOY Wednesday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTA8ipQ0Zj0/TcGyaSwNlMI/AAAAAAAACIk/aN-UC9EJYAw/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTA8ipQ0Zj0/TcGyaSwNlMI/AAAAAAAACIk/aN-UC9EJYAw/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Wednesday so let's count some JOYs in our lives!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time next week I will be in NASHVILLE with all my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PWs!! I can't wait!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been sick this week &amp;amp; my HBL has been amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He takes care of me so good &amp;amp; does so many little things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for me to help out. You're awesome Matt!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chloraseptic...oh my word...I have sprayed a ton&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of that stuff in my throat this week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunshine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My kids teachers. They are amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's teacher appreciation week &amp;amp; I hope they know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how much I adore them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got to take this pretty girls pics this weekend &amp;amp; practice my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;photography!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9kxlEORsN04/TcG1Dq9Y1kI/AAAAAAAACIs/uYipKjiwr-Q/s1600/Sierra+17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9kxlEORsN04/TcG1Dq9Y1kI/AAAAAAAACIs/uYipKjiwr-Q/s320/Sierra+17.jpg" width="213" /&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/-4xIgGP8x3dI/TcG1LmNFaTI/AAAAAAAACIw/SF8ewhJILzQ/s1600/Sierra+18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xIgGP8x3dI/TcG1LmNFaTI/AAAAAAAACIw/SF8ewhJILzQ/s320/Sierra+18.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Sierra!&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;Hot baths...nothing like it.&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;Lauren made it in the top 50 in FFA &amp;amp; got to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to OKC for the State Convention. It was hard to let her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;go so far without me, but she is having so much fun!&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;Mother's Day is this weekend...so thankful God&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;gave me such an incredible mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love you MOM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God always sees me thru &amp;amp; give me the strength I need to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;accomplish something. I praise Him for his love &amp;amp; mercy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/8780779963623750840-6894756629832506174?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/6894756629832506174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6894756629832506174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6894756629832506174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednesday.html' title='Why I Count It all JOY Wednesday!!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTA8ipQ0Zj0/TcGyaSwNlMI/AAAAAAAACIk/aN-UC9EJYAw/s72-c/CIAJWsq3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2736935966287007785</id><published>2011-05-02T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T05:23:19.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOMMM? Working Moms</title><content type='html'>I am subbing in Kindergarten until the last of school.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH. MY. MERCY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving the house at 8:00 am &amp;amp; coming home around 4:30.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not gonna lie...it's killing me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With 3 kids...someone always needs to go somewhere or there is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the grocery store...working out...cleaning the house...time alone...&amp;amp; most importantly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spending time with God &amp;amp; with my family every day &amp;amp; not being&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;totally exhausted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously admire all you moms who work full time. It's a tough gig.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have to manage my time in order to get things done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pure exhaustion. Kindergarteners demand a lot of your time &amp;amp; attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone is always tugging at you or at each other. When I come home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my feet are killing me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I whined enough yet???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bright side is, I love the team of ladies I work with. They are fabulous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really...no lie. I couldn't make it with out them. I enjoy my time with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has blessed me with this subbing job...I know that. Summers are always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;expensive with camps &amp;amp; summer fun. So I know He is providing for us thru this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;job. I also have so many opportunities to show His love to others at our school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To end this...I'm asking for prayers. My throat is killing me. I am worried I might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have strep. NO!! I am going to the Dr. today to figure it out. And I am asking&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you to pray for my time management &amp;amp; endurance to finish the end of school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our calendar is JAM packed until the end of May. I get grouchy &amp;amp; irritated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I am tired &amp;amp; I feel like my house is out of sorts. Pray for my time&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alone with God &amp;amp; that I will put that first.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok...so there you have it. I absolutely admire full time working moms. They&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROCK. I am a wimp. Enough said! But I will press on &amp;amp; accept the challenge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laid before me...to teach Kindergarteners to sit in their chairs &amp;amp; listen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yah...RIGHT!! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Monday!! Have a great week!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2736935966287007785?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2736935966287007785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/wommm-working-moms.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2736935966287007785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2736935966287007785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/wommm-working-moms.html' title='WOMMM? Working Moms'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-1018846004515462245</id><published>2011-05-01T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T10:46:15.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Less...Diets</title><content type='html'>OH mercy! Sorry this is so late. I haven't had time to sit at my computer &amp;amp; type!&lt;br /&gt;Working full time is killing me! I know I know...sad huh?&lt;br /&gt;Get over it right? Ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed the same this week. NOthing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 16 in Made to Crave=Diets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I would like to focus on Diets or the lack there of...&lt;br /&gt;Notice how DIET is a four letter word? Why yes it is Steph.&lt;br /&gt;Does that make it a naughty word? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done all types of diets...really I have. It's reDONKulous as my&lt;br /&gt;girls say. Are you ready for this...yes...I have even taken diet pills.&lt;br /&gt;The shame. I hate even admitting that to anyone...much less put it on&lt;br /&gt;my blog. But I said it &amp;amp; it's out there now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact...thru this I have had weak moments where I have been tempted&lt;br /&gt;to run back to them. Run back to being held captive instead of being&lt;br /&gt;set free from the love of food. It's an easy way for me to give up &amp;amp; give&lt;br /&gt;in. I think...so many people do it...it's ok. It's really not though, not for me.&lt;br /&gt;Because I am not being obedient when I take them.&lt;br /&gt;Can you say "Rationalize??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get tired of sacrificing &amp;amp; my self efforts wear thin. "We aren't to flee food.&lt;br /&gt;But we are to flee the control food can have on our lives." MDC&lt;br /&gt;I am not on a diet..I am on a journey of obedience with God. This is a life long&lt;br /&gt;journey that he is leading me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not saying...Steph you are on a diet...because diets stink &amp;amp; I fail at them.&lt;br /&gt;It's a life style change...seeking to obey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am asking for prayer this week. This week is Teacher Appreciation week&lt;br /&gt;at my school &amp;amp; there will be LOADS of food coming every day. Yummy, gooey,&lt;br /&gt;sweet things that will be calling my name. It was a very stressful week last week at&lt;br /&gt;school &amp;amp; I felt myself seeking comfort in food. I am seriously asking for you to pray&lt;br /&gt;for me this week as I resist the temptation to seek food for a stress relief &amp;amp; comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must become greater...I must become less. John 3:30&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-1018846004515462245?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/1018846004515462245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/becoming-lessdiets.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1018846004515462245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1018846004515462245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/05/becoming-lessdiets.html' title='Becoming Less...Diets'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-8804297139404868644</id><published>2011-04-28T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T05:18:50.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EGGtravaganza</title><content type='html'>Dyeing Eggs...let the creative juices flow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we dye eggs it's like a little art competition going on. My kids &amp;amp; nieces really&lt;br /&gt;get into it. I love it that they still want to dye eggs. Wondering how long we will&lt;br /&gt;want to do this, but I'm gonna soak it in until they say...no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few samples from everyone...I love the tie dye ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yKZwCua3-mU/TblYNYoaBvI/AAAAAAAACIQ/9Vbz7nXB4Ck/s1600/Dyeing+Eggs+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yKZwCua3-mU/TblYNYoaBvI/AAAAAAAACIQ/9Vbz7nXB4Ck/s320/Dyeing+Eggs+2010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have the annual Egg Toss...their favorite part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYbnVcoPIvs/TblYO8NwYRI/AAAAAAAACIU/h7qEZNQK5VM/s1600/Eggs+Toss+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYbnVcoPIvs/TblYO8NwYRI/AAAAAAAACIU/h7qEZNQK5VM/s320/Eggs+Toss+2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Splat! Goes the Egg...Jaden was COVERed in Egg Yoke!&lt;br /&gt;The YOkes On U....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_HoQlgD2V0M/TblYP1Fu7YI/AAAAAAAACIY/mapEv_HbXFE/s1600/Egg+Toss+11+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_HoQlgD2V0M/TblYP1Fu7YI/AAAAAAAACIY/mapEv_HbXFE/s320/Egg+Toss+11+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my all time favorites...these 2. My niece is getting married June 10.&lt;br /&gt;So we had a little fun with her ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c9CFtfgElJs/TblZfwzo36I/AAAAAAAACIc/y2Y9lRDDpvs/s1600/Danielle%2527s+egg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c9CFtfgElJs/TblZfwzo36I/AAAAAAAACIc/y2Y9lRDDpvs/s320/Danielle%2527s+egg.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/-KXkIO0IshSU/TblZua8fvwI/AAAAAAAACIg/NJFyba2F6cg/s1600/Danielle%2527s+egg2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KXkIO0IshSU/TblZua8fvwI/AAAAAAAACIg/NJFyba2F6cg/s320/Danielle%2527s+egg2.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;EGGcellent times!!!&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/8780779963623750840-8804297139404868644?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/8804297139404868644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/eggtravaganza.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/8804297139404868644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/8804297139404868644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/eggtravaganza.html' title='EGGtravaganza'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yKZwCua3-mU/TblYNYoaBvI/AAAAAAAACIQ/9Vbz7nXB4Ck/s72-c/Dyeing+Eggs+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-7208201511306485073</id><published>2011-04-27T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T05:26:46.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Count It all JOY Wednesday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5T_TdaefZ80/TbgB_C94wiI/AAAAAAAACIM/z3Y0iX37iDw/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5T_TdaefZ80/TbgB_C94wiI/AAAAAAAACIM/z3Y0iX37iDw/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" /&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;It's Wednesday so join me &amp;amp; my friend Angel as&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we count our JOYS!&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;Why Do I Count It all JOY this Week?&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;I'm still filled with JOY over my BIL coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to Christ &amp;amp; being baptized Saturday night!!&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;All the JOYFul volunteers at FCC Sunday morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;even when they are standing in the pouring rain holding an umbrella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;over our guests heads &amp;amp; they are getting wet.&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;I met with some of my PWs on Skype last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so blessed to have them in my life &amp;amp; they&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;fill me up.&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;SPeakinG of PWs...less than 2 weeks &amp;amp; we are all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hanging in NASHVILLE. I seriously can't wait!!&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;The ladies I work with in Kindergarten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't survive without them!!&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;Rain...Rain...Rain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Though I am ready for you to stop...I know we need you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to make the flowers grow.&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;I saw this quote yesterday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Earth smiles thru flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so true.&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;Twice this week someone has complimented&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my daughters, not for their beauty or achievements, but for their&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hearts &amp;amp; sweet spirits...warms this moms heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;***now if they would show that love toward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;each other at home***&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;Sleep...enough said.&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;State testing at school is finally here!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let's get this over with already!!&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;We watched the Passion of the Christ with the kids on Sunday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brought a lot of conversation about Christ life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was so emotional to watch. I hadn't seen it in several years &amp;amp; to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;watch my kids experience it was quite overwhelming.&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;I'm just JOYFUL that God loved me enough to send His Son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to die on a Cross &amp;amp; then raise Him from the dead 3 days later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Somedays it just hits me how incredible He love is for us.&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;Never grow weary my friends of seeking Christ.&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;What brings you JOY this week?&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/8780779963623750840-7208201511306485073?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/7208201511306485073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednesday_27.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7208201511306485073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7208201511306485073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednesday_27.html' title='Why I Count It all JOY Wednesday!!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5T_TdaefZ80/TbgB_C94wiI/AAAAAAAACIM/z3Y0iX37iDw/s72-c/CIAJWsq3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-5102042271866386511</id><published>2011-04-26T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T05:00:44.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Digs = Personalites</title><content type='html'>I always say my kids outfits that they pic for the first day of school &amp;amp; Easter&lt;br /&gt;reflect their personalities. Jaden of course doesn't really care...I just bring home&lt;br /&gt;a shirt &amp;amp; a pair of shorts &amp;amp; we are done! He is simple. Gone are the days&lt;br /&gt;of matching &amp;amp; frilly little dresses....sniff sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious kiddos on Easter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2lSo2_tw-w/TbawA0PZGBI/AAAAAAAACII/zWsxJ7bON84/s1600/IMG_9567.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2lSo2_tw-w/TbawA0PZGBI/AAAAAAAACII/zWsxJ7bON84/s320/IMG_9567.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok...this is how they really act! Goofballs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now for a more serious pose...for their mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1kY0xzQ1c6Q/Tbav0MXdUKI/AAAAAAAACIE/uYuwdpo28XE/s1600/IMG_9562.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1kY0xzQ1c6Q/Tbav0MXdUKI/AAAAAAAACIE/uYuwdpo28XE/s320/IMG_9562.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Notice Lauren's boots. Gotta have the boots. And Brooke...that girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;loves her dress &amp;amp; flowers in her hair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVdDZSGay2Q/TbavmEfWO-I/AAAAAAAACIA/hcoPdOsgovM/s1600/IMG_9553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVdDZSGay2Q/TbavmEfWO-I/AAAAAAAACIA/hcoPdOsgovM/s320/IMG_9553.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love seeing them all dressed up to celebrate our Savior!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They make this mom proud serving at church!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Can't wait to check out all of your families pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-5102042271866386511?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/5102042271866386511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-digs-personalites.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5102042271866386511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5102042271866386511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-digs-personalites.html' title='Easter Digs = Personalites'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2lSo2_tw-w/TbawA0PZGBI/AAAAAAAACII/zWsxJ7bON84/s72-c/IMG_9567.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-315638702773295107</id><published>2011-04-25T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T05:33:27.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOMMM? Forgiven...</title><content type='html'>What a weekend we had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to share with you this week but the one thing&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;that is on my mind the most is this moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jwuUaEwapts/TbVjThnkL5I/AAAAAAAACH4/ixCF2utOLLk/s1600/IMG_9537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jwuUaEwapts/TbVjThnkL5I/AAAAAAAACH4/ixCF2utOLLk/s320/IMG_9537.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We have been praying for over 20 years for this moment. Glory To GOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm still in tears as I type. He came to Matt on Saturday &amp;amp; told him he was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ready to make a change in his life &amp;amp; new it had to start with Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OH HAPPY DAY...HAPPY DAY...WHEN HE WASHED MY SIN AWAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I just want to sing that song.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Greg's life has recently been turned upside down thru some financial decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Things are very rough to say the least. But I don't think we need to talk about&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;all of that. Through all of this God has worked on him &amp;amp; brought him to his&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;knees &amp;amp; to the one place Greg needed to be...the one place we all need to be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the thrown of GOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Please pray for my BIL. This will not be easy for him. He is facing tons of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;obstacles in his life. Pray for my sister also...this has been very hard on her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;to go thru &amp;amp; is very weak right now. I pray they both cling to Christ &amp;amp; to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;His word. Matt gave him a bible to equip him with his sword.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I pray this gives you encouragement also. If you are praying for someone in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;your life that you desire to see come to Christ. DON'T GIVE UP! Keep praying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You never know when God will move in their lives!! Or they will open up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;their hearts to allow Him to move into their lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The whole Gang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bau_VnAB1VI/TbVjfciQjYI/AAAAAAAACH8/6DUGgz89ffQ/s1600/IMG_9550.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bau_VnAB1VI/TbVjfciQjYI/AAAAAAAACH8/6DUGgz89ffQ/s320/IMG_9550.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One of many EXCITING things that happen this weekend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We had a fantastic weekend celebrating our Saviors Victory!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Is there someone in your life I can be praying for?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Again...Don't ever give up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-315638702773295107?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/315638702773295107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/wommm-forgiven.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/315638702773295107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/315638702773295107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/wommm-forgiven.html' title='WOMMM? Forgiven...'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jwuUaEwapts/TbVjThnkL5I/AAAAAAAACH4/ixCF2utOLLk/s72-c/IMG_9537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-8282704044638480382</id><published>2011-04-22T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T05:58:43.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Less...Sneaky Schemes</title><content type='html'>Down 1 pound again this week. Slowly but surely I will get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have a time where you feel like you are finally coming&lt;br /&gt;to the realization of what you need to do &amp;amp; you start liking it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am getting there this week. I am starting to enjoy more&lt;br /&gt;healthy foods &amp;amp; being able to say no to unhealthy choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was hard for me...uhem...well sisters you know what&lt;br /&gt;week it is without me having to tell you so let's just leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I started working full time. Do you know how much food is&lt;br /&gt;brought to school? GOOD GRIEF! It's always someone's bday or&lt;br /&gt;we are celebrating something it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneaky Schemes...guess what? Satan wants to play sneaky games with you.&lt;br /&gt;He wants you to be alone with your what tempts you &amp;amp; overtake you.&lt;br /&gt;If no one sees you, then the calories don't count right? Yea...I have so given&lt;br /&gt;into that. I stuff my face before someone walks into the door &amp;amp; finds me.&lt;br /&gt;I have bought things at the grocery store &amp;amp; devoured them in the car before&lt;br /&gt;I got home. Anyone with me? come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found I am not yet in a place of freedom yet. I can't handle being&lt;br /&gt;alone with food that I love yet &amp;amp; not give in sometimes. Now I have made&lt;br /&gt;some progress &amp;amp; I feel God leading me away &amp;amp; giving me the strength.&lt;br /&gt;Little by little I am getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am focusing on things I can have...not things I can't. There are so many&lt;br /&gt;great options out there. Finding myself stopping &amp;amp; praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long term victory starts with each choice I make..one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Is that bad choice worth it? I have the freedom to walk away. Flee.&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna believe those Sneaky Schemes.....it's not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I am worth more than that in Jesus name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all...pray for me this weekend as Easter brings all&lt;br /&gt;kinds of JUNK into our lives with Family gathering. If you need&lt;br /&gt;me to pray for you please email me or leave a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must become greater...I must become less. John 3:30&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-8282704044638480382?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/8282704044638480382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/becoming-lesssneaky-schemes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/8282704044638480382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/8282704044638480382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/becoming-lesssneaky-schemes.html' title='Becoming Less...Sneaky Schemes'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-1281886836940976430</id><published>2011-04-20T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T06:05:36.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Count It all JOY Wednesday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SfjYJnmUdRs/Ta7ROgmYNII/AAAAAAAACH0/08SndXkEzXk/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SfjYJnmUdRs/Ta7ROgmYNII/AAAAAAAACH0/08SndXkEzXk/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" /&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;It's Wednesday! Count your JOYS PEOPLE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last week...I tried something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So it's back!!&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;WhY AM I filled with JOY this week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First...it's the week we celebrate Jesus Christ Raising&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;from the dead &amp;amp; saving us from our sinful lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(not that we don't celebrate every day)&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;Dying Easter Eggs. It's a tradition for the young&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; old around here. My kids get very creative with this event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sister &amp;amp; her family are coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My niece had her appendix out &amp;amp; she is recovering well.&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;I started working full time this week...not gonna lie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am exhausted, but I love the ladies I work with.&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;I am taking a Photoshop class online. WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LOVING IT!&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;Lauren had to get contacts...bless her heart!&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;Lauren already broke up with her boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LOL!! I have loved our conversations about it.&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;Even in the midst of trials...our GOD Reigns.&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;Hope...the hope of our Lord &amp;amp; Savior &amp;amp; how much&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He loves us. He has washed away our sins &amp;amp; made us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;set us free!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have a JOYFUL day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-1281886836940976430?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/1281886836940976430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednesday_20.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1281886836940976430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1281886836940976430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednesday_20.html' title='Why I Count It all JOY Wednesday!!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SfjYJnmUdRs/Ta7ROgmYNII/AAAAAAAACH0/08SndXkEzXk/s72-c/CIAJWsq3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2235695954404180575</id><published>2011-04-18T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T05:52:42.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOMMM? The little things...</title><content type='html'>What's on MY Mind Monday? Do you Like that WOMMM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...it's the little things &amp;amp; how God blesses your life with "little" wants .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember me introducing you to these cute little things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ha4EveMKCvc/TawzhNGztKI/AAAAAAAACHw/dqEG1UqwcKI/s1600/IMG_9003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ha4EveMKCvc/TawzhNGztKI/AAAAAAAACHw/dqEG1UqwcKI/s320/IMG_9003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on Thursday our heat lamp went out &amp;amp; only Pippi survived.&lt;br /&gt;Can you say broken hearted? Oh Lauren was so so sad. She cried for&lt;br /&gt;awhile. She loved that little Charlie...I know...it was only a week, but that's&lt;br /&gt;my animal loving girl. Brooke was happy that hers survived &amp;amp; Jaden just&lt;br /&gt;said...Oh man. Yea...really tore him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We called all over town &amp;amp; looked online to get some more of these&lt;br /&gt;Easter Egg laying chickens.&lt;br /&gt;No luck. No one will have any until June or July...:(&lt;br /&gt;I felt so bad...these kids have wanted these things for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is Matt went &amp;amp; bought some regular chicks that looked like&lt;br /&gt;the ones that died &amp;amp; we almost had them fouled into thinking they were their&lt;br /&gt;chicks...but we couldn't do that!! Lauren was like...I KNEW IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday at church, I was speaking to one of our young couples,&lt;br /&gt;just happened to seethem as I was going out the door &amp;amp; wanted to stop&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; chat with their baby.&lt;br /&gt;Some how...the chickens were brought up. AND guess what?? He had&lt;br /&gt;some Easter Egg laying chickens!! OH MY SAKES!! Are you serious??&lt;br /&gt;I had no IDEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to his house that afternoon &amp;amp; got 5 more baby chicks!!&lt;br /&gt;Lauren said..."mom I can't believe you are so excited about these chickens?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm not excited to have more chickens necessarily...but I am excited that&lt;br /&gt;you are seeing how God loves you so much that He stops me at church &amp;amp; has&lt;br /&gt;me go have a conversation with this couple &amp;amp; we find out they have these&lt;br /&gt;EEC...that's why I am so excited. GOD LOVES to show us HE loves US!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the Little things He does sometimes that just overwhelms me with His&lt;br /&gt;love. Thank you Jesus for having your hand in every part of our lives!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a little "want or desire" He has blessed you with lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2235695954404180575?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2235695954404180575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/wommm-little-things.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2235695954404180575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2235695954404180575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/wommm-little-things.html' title='WOMMM? The little things...'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ha4EveMKCvc/TawzhNGztKI/AAAAAAAACHw/dqEG1UqwcKI/s72-c/IMG_9003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-1144528765248016767</id><published>2011-04-15T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T07:16:58.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Less...Pity Parties</title><content type='html'>I lost a pound...woo hoo. What is strange is...I am exactly back to where I was a couple of&lt;br /&gt;weeks ago when I lost the most. I mean to the tenth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity parties? Ever thrown one...maybe two...Oh heck...I've thrown to many to count in&lt;br /&gt;my life time. I don't get what I want...I don't think something is fair or whatever &amp;amp; I start&lt;br /&gt;sending out the invitations to Me....Myself &amp;amp; I. Yep...I only invite them because they&lt;br /&gt;are the only ones that want to come &amp;amp; I know they will side with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I park myself in that spot &amp;amp; want to stay there, but you know...a party of one...isn't&lt;br /&gt;that fun. It usually leaves me more empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wrestled so much these past few weeks with overeating. I haven't fully&lt;br /&gt;relied on God to fill me up &amp;amp; stop before I am stuffed. I feel like I am seeing&lt;br /&gt;progress. Though...I almost gave up. I almost said...it's not gonna work. The&lt;br /&gt;weight lose has been slow &amp;amp; at times it has totally discouraged me. I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;buy a box of Ding Dongs &amp;amp; have a pity party with a Dr. Pepper to wash it down.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't. I asked God to fill me. I prayed for strength this battle to overcome&lt;br /&gt;my weakness. Crave Him...not things of this world. Crave His word to fill my&lt;br /&gt;heart. When I am weak...He is strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back to counting my points &amp;amp; tracking them. WOW. It works...imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;DUH!! Not Gonna Have a PITY PARTY &amp;amp; give up. I mentioned a couple of&lt;br /&gt;weeks ago that I was going to start posting recipes &amp;amp; sharing their points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one &amp;nbsp;I love!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;WW Chicken Cacciatore &amp;nbsp;(5pts/1 cup serving)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't eat it with noodles to save on Points...but you can. I also didn't make it in&lt;br /&gt;the crockpot. I just put it on the stove because I was in a hurry that day. But if you&lt;br /&gt;love tomato sauce &amp;amp; veggies....you will love it. I made it for my lunches &amp;amp; had it&lt;br /&gt;all week because it's easy to pack to take to work. You can add more veggies too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lb chicken breast (I used 2 breast) Chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 c fresh or canned mushrooms sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 c. fresh sliced green peppers&lt;br /&gt;1 c. fresh sliced onion&lt;br /&gt;1 medium garlic clove minced&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp. canned Tomato paste ( I freeze the rest of the can &amp;amp; use it again)&lt;br /&gt;14 1/2 oz can crushed tomatoes, fire roasted or regular&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. dry red wine ( didn't use this, I just put in a chicken bullion cube for taste)&lt;br /&gt;3/4 tsp. dried oregano crushed&lt;br /&gt;3/4 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp. black pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can place all of the ingredients in a crockpot for 6 to 8 &amp;nbsp;hours. I just made it&lt;br /&gt;in a pot on the stove &amp;amp; set it on low for about 30 to 45 minutes while I cleaned my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya go. Maybe I will start posting the recipe on a different day if I think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't win the battle if you refuse to fight." Beth Moore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must become greater....I must become less. John 3:30&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-1144528765248016767?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/1144528765248016767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/becoming-lesspity-parties.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1144528765248016767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1144528765248016767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/becoming-lesspity-parties.html' title='Becoming Less...Pity Parties'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-553488005027708056</id><published>2011-04-14T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T12:06:26.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Art</title><content type='html'>We recently redecorated our house...new floors, couch...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our living room has a lot of space on one wall. I have really been&lt;br /&gt;struggling on what to put up there. I didn't want any old decoration.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted something that reflected us as a family. Something that we&lt;br /&gt;could keep up for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to think...what could we make that we could use our family&lt;br /&gt;verse with? Which is Galatians 6:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..non of us are Picassos or anything so I was worried.&lt;br /&gt;What if it turned out hideous &amp;amp; then I had to put this silly thing up on&lt;br /&gt;my wall! YIKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 6 canvas boards from Hobby Lobby &amp;amp; paint the color of my&lt;br /&gt;living room &amp;amp; commissioned the kids &amp;amp; hubby to come up with a design&lt;br /&gt;and they each had to paint one canvas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you...I WAS SHOCKED!! My kids are little Picassos!!&lt;br /&gt;WHO KNEW!?!??! They did so fabulous. I LOVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I would share with you...maybe I can inspire you to do&lt;br /&gt;some family art soon...I will keep this forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BWoHj8p4Zn8/TadET-P0X4I/AAAAAAAACHo/3MDo0A7Y4i8/s1600/IMG_0629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BWoHj8p4Zn8/TadET-P0X4I/AAAAAAAACHo/3MDo0A7Y4i8/s320/IMG_0629.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/-WCa-OMbXJcY/TadEWvRk25I/AAAAAAAACHs/W8duh9Mhsr4/s1600/IMG_0630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WCa-OMbXJcY/TadEWvRk25I/AAAAAAAACHs/W8duh9Mhsr4/s320/IMG_0630.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and my wall isn't orange...took this with my iphone so the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;quality isn't great.&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: left;"&gt;So...I wrote the scripture &amp;amp; the family...on the left is the kids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jaden on top, Brooke in the middle &amp;amp; Lauren on the bottom. Matt is on the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;top right &amp;amp; mine on the bottom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I walk by it &amp;amp; stare at it all the time...so proud of my entire family!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Family Art....loving it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-553488005027708056?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/553488005027708056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/family-art.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/553488005027708056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/553488005027708056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/family-art.html' title='Family Art'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BWoHj8p4Zn8/TadET-P0X4I/AAAAAAAACHo/3MDo0A7Y4i8/s72-c/IMG_0629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-690455501951102373</id><published>2011-04-13T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T14:20:51.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; My Gang...Living Life.</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a little break from Why I count it all JOY Wednesday. I don't&lt;br /&gt;know why. I just don't know if I will continue that theme. Been thinking about&lt;br /&gt;changing my thoughts on Wednesday since all I do is talk about my family&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; life here in the Thomason Household in my JOYS. I thought I would just&lt;br /&gt;title it different. Who knows...maybe I will keep it. Maybe I won't. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are we living life this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..it's happen...Lauren came home &amp;amp; asked if she could have a boyfriend. I think&lt;br /&gt;we have managed pretty good since she is 14 hasn't had one yet. Matt &amp;amp; talked to her&lt;br /&gt;quite a bit about it &amp;amp; decided she could "school date", but there would be no going&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; doing anything &amp;amp; such. We didn't want to tell her "no" because I know when you&lt;br /&gt;do that...they might do it behind your back &amp;amp; that my friend is not what you want.&lt;br /&gt;So we will see, not sure how this will go. Any advice from you seasoned parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See these little eggs? Every year I buy ferns for my porches &amp;amp; these cute little babies&lt;br /&gt;appear. EVERY year. Isn't God cool how he makes these creatures? I mean they can&lt;br /&gt;build a house out of twigs &amp;amp; trash! It amazes me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w8CRWxikKqQ/TaYRaGXDA9I/AAAAAAAACHg/0YHgZFadYcM/s1600/IMG_8985.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w8CRWxikKqQ/TaYRaGXDA9I/AAAAAAAACHg/0YHgZFadYcM/s320/IMG_8985.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And these peeps! We now have 3 more chicks!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A gentleman from our church brought these over to my kids this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Charlie, Pippy, Zipper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We know have 8 chickens. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOpXFi6xIXQ/TaYRp6-HYqI/AAAAAAAACHk/l_83AJcBwMU/s1600/IMG_9001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOpXFi6xIXQ/TaYRp6-HYqI/AAAAAAAACHk/l_83AJcBwMU/s320/IMG_9001.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am waiting patiently for the teacher that I am subbing for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to have that baby boy!! Come on already sweet little man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I will enjoy my time until he comes.&amp;nbsp;&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;Lauren won an award at our Ovations Banquet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's a banquet honoring our Youth &amp;amp; Early Childhood &amp;nbsp;Volunteers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She won it for creating a team that goes up early on Wednesday nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; sets up chairs. SO SO proud of my girl!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Owning that faith!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My PW friend Joy...she is becoming one of my BFFs in life.&amp;nbsp;&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;In One month...I will be in Nashville with all my PWs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I. Can't. WAIT!!!&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;We are hooked on a few reality shows...one being Survivor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We sit &amp;amp; watch it together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Who do you want to win?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes...I am a Rob fan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I do like that poor Matt on Exile Island too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls are heading to a mission trip to our Church camp this weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to help prepare it for camp this summer. We will go get them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; then see my niece off to her prom in Joplin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;can't wait!!&amp;nbsp;&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;So this is just a few things that's going on with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; my Gang.&amp;nbsp;&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;How about yours?&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/8780779963623750840-690455501951102373?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/690455501951102373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/me-my-gangliving-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/690455501951102373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/690455501951102373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/me-my-gangliving-life.html' title='Me &amp; My Gang...Living Life.'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w8CRWxikKqQ/TaYRaGXDA9I/AAAAAAAACHg/0YHgZFadYcM/s72-c/IMG_8985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-7208692831459867869</id><published>2011-04-11T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:44:14.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on MY Mind Monday???</title><content type='html'>It was a CrAzY busy weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Amazing Jesus is...Shopping...bridal showers...cupcakes...wind... my response&lt;br /&gt;isn't always what people are looking for....blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always reminded of how I am NOT a shopper. A few hours &amp;amp; I'm&lt;br /&gt;ready to take a Nap or go home. Seriously...I know...I'm just not a Shopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...because I'm an awesome aunt...**wink** I went to the Mall on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember the last time that happen...to shop for bridesmaids dresses for my&lt;br /&gt;niece's wedding in June. We had fun...but didn't find the dresses that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we had Danielle's shower....I can't believe she is old enough to be&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;married. I love that girl. Had a great turnout &amp;amp; I am telling u...I ate way to many&lt;br /&gt;of these cupcakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7K2-lUfHuw/TaOPRDv13TI/AAAAAAAACHY/npqafP1RkEc/s1600/IMG_8891.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7K2-lUfHuw/TaOPRDv13TI/AAAAAAAACHY/npqafP1RkEc/s320/IMG_8891.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Bride....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHTak9KVatw/TaOPjplhmqI/AAAAAAAACHc/pWO5R5DOM3U/s1600/IMG_8923.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHTak9KVatw/TaOPjplhmqI/AAAAAAAACHc/pWO5R5DOM3U/s320/IMG_8923.jpg" width="212" /&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: left;"&gt;You know...I'm learning I'm not someone who can hide their response very well&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;or hide it if I'm totally upset with you or annoyed with you. I try really hard, but&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;there are times when people say things to me....that totally shock me &amp;amp; I know I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;don't respond the way they want. I don't know if I should apologize or just say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hey...it's how I am. hmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My garden...I have all my veggies in the ground. My sweet HBL built boxes for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;me this year. I LOVE THEM!! Pics to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is probably my last Free Monday until school is out...that kinda makes me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Matt preached about... is Jesus Amazing to you or are you Amused by Him?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Great message on remembering to be Amazed by HIM.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My sister is really on my heart. Please pray for her &amp;amp; her family. Lots going on there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;in their world. She is so precious to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's so stinkin windy here! Come on already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tracking Weigh Watchers points....hard to remember, but necessary!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Have a great MONDAY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-7208692831459867869?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/7208692831459867869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-on-my-mind-monday_11.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7208692831459867869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7208692831459867869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-on-my-mind-monday_11.html' title='What&apos;s on MY Mind Monday???'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u7K2-lUfHuw/TaOPRDv13TI/AAAAAAAACHY/npqafP1RkEc/s72-c/IMG_8891.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-7286942992097393469</id><published>2011-04-08T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T12:35:28.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Less</title><content type='html'>Can you say...Roller Coaster? Yep that's what I feel like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up one hill...down the other....up again...down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I didn't get to weigh in...but I just couldn't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought a scale the next day...yes I did not own a scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weighed myself last Saturday...it said...up 3 pounds compared to the&lt;br /&gt;WW scale...WHAT?? Of course I knew it could be a little off so I wasn't to&lt;br /&gt;freaked out. Last night I weighed in at WW &amp;amp; it said I was 1lb up from 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;ago. I came home &amp;amp; weighed &amp;amp; my scale was only .4 off of the WW scale.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo....needless to say. Last week I was obviously up like I guessed...probably&lt;br /&gt;like a little over 2 pounds... Which means I lost those 2 pounds this week, that I had&lt;br /&gt;previously gained the week before. Are you following this...because I'm lost myself.&lt;br /&gt;HA! Anyway...the scale does not really need to be the topic here so let's move ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to share a little victory I had. DOnuts. Yes those yummy cakey circles with&lt;br /&gt;holes in the middle. I could really eat a whole dozen Krispie Kremes. On Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;they had a breakfast at work with egg casserole...fruit &amp;amp; DONUTS. An entire&lt;br /&gt;box of them. I grabbed one &amp;amp; took just a few bits &amp;amp; I was done. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;And let me tell ya...they put that box with about 6 donuts left on the counter next&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;to me &amp;amp; it sat there &amp;amp; sat there all day &amp;amp; that sweet aroma almost got to me again.&lt;br /&gt;But I said...you do not have power over me! And I did NOT eat another one all day.&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds so silly to some of you. But this is BIG for me. Normally I would have&lt;br /&gt;probably not only had one...I would have had 2 or even 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is working on me with this sweet tooth issue. I can feel it coming on at certain parts of the&lt;br /&gt;day. Take for example...after work. I used to come home &amp;amp; plop in front of the TV &amp;amp; &lt;br /&gt;eat a ding dong &amp;amp; a Dr. Pepper or anything chocolate &amp;amp; a Dr. Pepper. I did...I promise!&lt;br /&gt;And it was like a moment in paradise for me.&amp;nbsp;Too&amp;nbsp;put it frankly...it was like a make out&lt;br /&gt;session with my love...kinda sad huh!! &amp;nbsp;I have managed to stop drinking Dr. Pepper pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I only have it occasionally &amp;amp; you know what...it doesn't do for me what it&lt;br /&gt;used to at all. Infact, it kinda makes me sick at my stomach. I stopped drinking it when&lt;br /&gt;we started running. It just weighed me down. Instead I am either not having a snack or&lt;br /&gt;picking something healthy. &lt;br /&gt;Another time of the day is after supper....growing up I always had a little dessert after dinner&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I think it's just a habit that I have carried on into adulthood. So I bought some Dove Dark &lt;br /&gt;Chocolate little bites &amp;amp; they are 1 point. I allow myself to have one when I am craving&lt;br /&gt;something sweet. Now the former Steph would eat about 3 or 4 of them in secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One verse that I keep saying this week is...&lt;br /&gt;For he satisfies the thirsty &amp;amp; fills the hungry with good things. Ps107:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He alone can satisfy my emptyness...nothing else. I have said no to several things this &lt;br /&gt;week &amp;amp; I can see Him filling me with His goodness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard for me to become less. I am prideful. So that is my week. I feel &lt;br /&gt;like I had a good week &amp;amp; I am looking foward to what He will do thru this journey&lt;br /&gt;in the next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOw about you? Do you have a certain time of the day that triggers your eating?&lt;br /&gt;How do you keep it from taking over you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must become Greater...I must become less. John 3:30&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-7286942992097393469?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/7286942992097393469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/becoming-less_08.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7286942992097393469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7286942992097393469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/becoming-less_08.html' title='Becoming Less'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-6781023047242129600</id><published>2011-04-07T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T04:51:51.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Out with the FCC staff &amp; Chris Tomlin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYArS4nfl8c/TZ2pxpeTOdI/AAAAAAAACHE/0aL348QwGrQ/s1600/IMG_8832.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYArS4nfl8c/TZ2pxpeTOdI/AAAAAAAACHE/0aL348QwGrQ/s320/IMG_8832.jpg" width="213" /&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;Chris Tomlin...that man can sing for Jesus!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't just a concert...it was a worship service.&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;I am becoming more &amp;amp; more aware in my life that our staff is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;becoming the community in which I can lean on...depend on &amp;amp; trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are trying to build stronger relationships among our staff &amp;amp; providing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;nights out together is a way of laying a foundation for this to take place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Louie Giglio brought it! He talked about how we are all part of GOd's symphony,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the planets, the creatures, the mountains...us...all of it singing to the Lord in praise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you imagine how loud that is? But what blows my mind is God hears each intimate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;detail of our lives...he hears the whispers...our cries...our joys. ALL OF IT!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_OMekJFXG4/TZ2qRE-iJHI/AAAAAAAACHI/Zco0SgdWcZQ/s1600/IMG_8835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_OMekJFXG4/TZ2qRE-iJHI/AAAAAAAACHI/Zco0SgdWcZQ/s320/IMG_8835.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris's Band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NHvtBPZGzzw/TZ2q0dD3QvI/AAAAAAAACHM/CwxeasMAEGA/s1600/IMG_8840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NHvtBPZGzzw/TZ2q0dD3QvI/AAAAAAAACHM/CwxeasMAEGA/s320/IMG_8840.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of my favorite people...This is our Senior Pastor &amp;amp; his wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie &amp;amp; Pam Curran...and our Jr. High Pastor &amp;amp; his wife...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James &amp;amp; Lydia Summers. Lydia is Charlie &amp;amp; Pam's daughter, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she &amp;amp; James both grew up in our church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So&amp;nbsp; incredibly blessed to have them ALL on staff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RR6gFU3xC28/TZ2rLAY6x3I/AAAAAAAACHQ/XJFPMnTxvQI/s1600/IMG_8844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RR6gFU3xC28/TZ2rLAY6x3I/AAAAAAAACHQ/XJFPMnTxvQI/s320/IMG_8844.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this sweet little couple&amp;nbsp; will be married in May. Amanda grew &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;up at FCC &amp;amp; she met Kyle last year while sponsoring YQ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amanda is one of our secretaries at FCC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So proud of this girl. Do you know for their honeymoon they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;are going on a mission trip! HOW COOL!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlSpYPXpOUw/TZ2rf3LydGI/AAAAAAAACHU/84g0KFkKxxg/s1600/IMG_8845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlSpYPXpOUw/TZ2rf3LydGI/AAAAAAAACHU/84g0KFkKxxg/s320/IMG_8845.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3 other staff members when with us, but they got out of there before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I could snap their picture...:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was such an amazing night of worship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And if our God is for us...then who can stand against us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hoping these times encourage &amp;amp; spur us on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-6781023047242129600?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/6781023047242129600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/night-out-with-fcc-staff-chris-tomlin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6781023047242129600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6781023047242129600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/night-out-with-fcc-staff-chris-tomlin.html' title='Night Out with the FCC staff &amp; Chris Tomlin'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYArS4nfl8c/TZ2pxpeTOdI/AAAAAAAACHE/0aL348QwGrQ/s72-c/IMG_8832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-5925108314506115272</id><published>2011-04-06T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T08:18:32.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I count it all JOY Wednesday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_xNpkoDk4E/TZxV081pCkI/AAAAAAAACGw/SZqsKPTCdbc/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_xNpkoDk4E/TZxV081pCkI/AAAAAAAACGw/SZqsKPTCdbc/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's Wednesday!! WOO HOO!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Join me &amp;amp; My friend Angel as we count our JOYS!!&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;Why am I filled with JOY this week?&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;This silly dog of ours, Faith. She just loves our kids..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;especially Lauren. She rode around on the 4 wheeler with her the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i-hWsonZE74/TZxWIKtI2QI/AAAAAAAACG0/SAFmZt6BilI/s1600/IMG_0604.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i-hWsonZE74/TZxWIKtI2QI/AAAAAAAACG0/SAFmZt6BilI/s320/IMG_0604.jpg" width="240" /&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;Who needs ice cream when you have Ketchup? YUCK!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet buddy Dawson went to Braums with us the other night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He had a bowl of ice cream, but decided to eat the ketchup too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What are you a One year old or something?? LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ORMC1gQSFzY/TZxWNx6TGHI/AAAAAAAACG4/djthJdyQRyQ/s1600/IMG_0627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ORMC1gQSFzY/TZxWNx6TGHI/AAAAAAAACG4/djthJdyQRyQ/s320/IMG_0627.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Curran family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie &amp;amp; Pam celebrated their 30 year anniversary this week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this family. They have been such a Godly example to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charlie is our Senior Pastor at FCC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. I took this pic...:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ys-WCkEGqqc/TZxWU02h9ZI/AAAAAAAACG8/etsBhe7-Eoo/s1600/Currans+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ys-WCkEGqqc/TZxWU02h9ZI/AAAAAAAACG8/etsBhe7-Eoo/s320/Currans+.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Ms. Alea Conder...She accepted Christ as her Savior on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday &amp;amp; her daddy baptized her! Precious!! Alea was adopted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as a baby &amp;amp; is just full of life!! She is so joyful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DjJwVQR5ois/TZxW0C3eDGI/AAAAAAAACHA/ztQfWN01-fQ/s1600/IMG_8869.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DjJwVQR5ois/TZxW0C3eDGI/AAAAAAAACHA/ztQfWN01-fQ/s320/IMG_8869.jpg" width="212" /&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;We finally finished our Family Wall art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;can't wait to share that with ya'll. &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;Matt's stepmom sent a little surprise in the mail yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah! I love surprises!! Now he can take me on a date!&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;Nicer weather...aww. &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;Watching life happen when people don't know your watching &amp;amp; seeing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;JOY on their faces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My mom &amp;amp; I are having a bridal shower for my niece Danielle&amp;nbsp;on Saturday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sister &amp;amp; her family will be here for the weekend! Super yeah!! &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;I resisted donuts all day yesterday in kindergarten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They sat right behind me on the counter...smelling so yummy...begging me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to open them &amp;amp; eat them. But I didn't. &lt;br /&gt;This is really super hard for me...but I was victorious over them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with the power of the Holy Spirit!!! AMEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And if our God is for us...then who could ever stop us...&amp;amp; if our&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God is with ....then what could stand against us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;NOTHING can!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That sound has just rang in my heart this week! &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;What is bringing JOY in your heart this week??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-5925108314506115272?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/5925108314506115272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5925108314506115272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5925108314506115272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednesday.html' title='Why I count it all JOY Wednesday!!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_xNpkoDk4E/TZxV081pCkI/AAAAAAAACGw/SZqsKPTCdbc/s72-c/CIAJWsq3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-6159661257679738987</id><published>2011-04-05T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T04:56:27.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on my Mind Monday???</title><content type='html'>Yep...that's the question you have all been asking yourself..&lt;br /&gt;A DAY LATE...yea get over it! I was busy...kinda&lt;br /&gt;What is on Steph's mind today....uh huh right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My garden...our dirt is looking so much better this year.&lt;br /&gt;The last few years it's been hard &amp;amp; clumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my "free" days are coming to an end...:( I start my maternity&lt;br /&gt;leave in Kindergarten soon. Mixed emotions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoveling...how such a simple thing can make you so SORE!! GEEZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Integrity...seems hard to find in people sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to baby showers for girls that were in our youth group when we first&lt;br /&gt;came 14 years ago...they are such good moms. So blessed to be a part of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of Sleep...I feel like I could go to bed &amp;amp; sleep a day or two. But I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;in like I used too...my bones start hurting. Getting old...isn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How hard it is for me to resist sweets. I am making better choices, but I have to&lt;br /&gt;pray &amp;amp; give it to GOD every single minute of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching my HBL preach on Sunday mornings &amp;amp; how preacher man comes out&lt;br /&gt;in him...he gets so into it. Spirit filled life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resume...I am turning in one for a full time job this week...for the first time in years.&lt;br /&gt;SCARED...excited...terrified....praying for God's will. More on that when I can talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's warm it's cold...it's warm it's cold. Never know what to wear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind...it is blowing like a hair dryer across Oklahoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves me this I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about all I want to let you in on for now. I pray you all have&lt;br /&gt;a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-6159661257679738987?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/6159661257679738987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-on-my-mind-monday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6159661257679738987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/6159661257679738987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-on-my-mind-monday.html' title='What&apos;s on my Mind Monday???'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-1624472398851145437</id><published>2011-04-01T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T06:38:21.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Less</title><content type='html'>I'm a little sad to say....&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to weigh in last night. &lt;br /&gt;Matt &amp;amp; I went to the Chris Tomlin concert &amp;amp; had to leave before my meeting.&lt;br /&gt;So...this is the first week I haven't weighed in. &lt;br /&gt;If I'm truly being honest I'm pretty sure I didn't lose any this week...&lt;br /&gt;But I am looking forward to next week &amp;amp; having AMAZING results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like an Isrealite wandering in the desert for 40 years?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am 38 years old...closing in on 39...so&amp;nbsp;40 years is realistic to me. If God gives &lt;/div&gt;me 40 more years on this earth...I don't want to spend it wandering in &lt;br /&gt;the desert. Instead I desire to head straight to the Promise Land of freedom &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; truly depend on God to fill me. Asking God to be my daily portion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to keep in mind my ultimate goal of this journey...isn't about my size,&lt;br /&gt;how my jeans fit, my weight, but to crave Jesus &amp;amp; His truths &amp;amp; as the filler&lt;br /&gt;of my heart. Nothing else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is getting easier to say NO to somethings I wasn't able to before. Though&lt;br /&gt;that stinking Key Lime pie that was left at my house after small group &lt;br /&gt;became an obsession to me. Why oh Why do I love sweets so much. I ate &lt;br /&gt;a piece for the first 3 days then said...NO MORE. &amp;amp; haven't touched it since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't tracked my points as well this week...gonna get back on top of that too.&lt;br /&gt;Accountability...Oh how I need it. &lt;br /&gt;Do&amp;nbsp; you have any tips...suggestions this week for me? &lt;br /&gt;I have thought about posting some recipes &amp;amp; some daily food charts to help&lt;br /&gt;give you some ideas of what I eat. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-1624472398851145437?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/1624472398851145437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/becoming-less.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1624472398851145437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1624472398851145437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/04/becoming-less.html' title='Becoming Less'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-3384938705002746012</id><published>2011-03-30T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T04:58:38.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I count it all JOY Wednesday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45AMd74B4ek/TZMSD3DocYI/AAAAAAAACGc/HiQhVM76im8/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45AMd74B4ek/TZMSD3DocYI/AAAAAAAACGc/HiQhVM76im8/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" /&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;It's Wednesday!!! Join my friend Angel &amp;amp; count your JOYS!!&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;Why do I count it all JOY?&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;Matt's been out of town &amp;amp; I am JOYFUL he is coming&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;home tonight! Single parenting isn't fun!!&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;These daffodils are from my grandparents yard...every year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when they bloom it brings me so much JOY. They passed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;away 3 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qrKLpyXT1B0/TZMTCtBxarI/AAAAAAAACGs/1GgwVFJMHCE/s1600/IMG_8816.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qrKLpyXT1B0/TZMTCtBxarI/AAAAAAAACGs/1GgwVFJMHCE/s320/IMG_8816.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They are gorgeous...3 different types...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;double bloom, all white &amp;amp; yellow &amp;amp; white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoT8IoUYMsE/TZMSxw5WPiI/AAAAAAAACGo/kVRbCTYDiCw/s1600/IMG_8811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoT8IoUYMsE/TZMSxw5WPiI/AAAAAAAACGo/kVRbCTYDiCw/s320/IMG_8811.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our FCC staff sent us these flowers to the funeral.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They are so beautiful. So much JOY filled my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;heart when I read the card!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VCjzYAuj6Ao/TZMSfeHmkDI/AAAAAAAACGk/eKORtpvDh2M/s1600/IMG_8789.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VCjzYAuj6Ao/TZMSfeHmkDI/AAAAAAAACGk/eKORtpvDh2M/s320/IMG_8789.jpg" width="213" /&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;All the McCroskey Great Grandkids!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These kids love to hang out together &amp;amp; it brings me so much JOY to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;watch these cousins laugh &amp;amp; enJOY each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wt6GK1jPtmM/TZMSRREWCcI/AAAAAAAACGg/8LyrCBlMM5o/s1600/McCroskey+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wt6GK1jPtmM/TZMSRREWCcI/AAAAAAAACGg/8LyrCBlMM5o/s320/McCroskey+11.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren is doing so well on her speech contest for FFA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am so proud of her.&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;Met with virtual PWs last night on Tokbox for the last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We will move onto Skype now, but I so ENJOY out times!&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;Lots of baby &amp;amp; wedding showers right now!&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;Go fills me with JOY daily &amp;amp; realizing how blessed I am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I pray each of you take the time to count your JOYS.&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;I love this song by...it pretty much describes me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Things drive me crazy &amp;amp; I have to remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HOW BIG I"M BLESSED!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ENJOY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. it's a little big for the blog...not sure why!!&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;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/U7vR2Bx4nLU" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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You know...Twinkies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom used to make my sister &amp;amp; I's cloths...&amp;amp; most of them matched like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_EU_Omr5EZQ/TZJYk7ECI8I/AAAAAAAACGU/eMWE2S38WkQ/s1600/img009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_EU_Omr5EZQ/TZJYk7ECI8I/AAAAAAAACGU/eMWE2S38WkQ/s320/img009.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Easter outfits...I was probably 3 or 4 &amp;amp; Christy was 7.&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: left;"&gt;I used to make my girls dressed when they were little too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NeMWKOKtafo/TZJYoxdLc7I/AAAAAAAACGY/NTzRJ2wnOEI/s1600/img005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NeMWKOKtafo/TZJYoxdLc7I/AAAAAAAACGY/NTzRJ2wnOEI/s320/img005.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They were 1 &amp;amp; 3 here...oh how I would like to go back &amp;amp; spend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;one day with them at this age.&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: left;"&gt;But they sadly grow up and they for sure would die if I made them match at their ages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;now!! Haha!! We will start looking for an Easter dress soon for them...think I can&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;get them too match? I see all of you young moms dressing up your sweet little ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp; their frilly dresses &amp;amp; I have to admit...I'm a little envious of you. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just thought I would take a trip back in time for the day. How about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Have you shopped for those dresses yet? Wish you could go back in time&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp; play dress up &amp;amp; be Twinkies???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-1258539921834011218?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/1258539921834011218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/twinkies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1258539921834011218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1258539921834011218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/twinkies.html' title='Twinkies'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_EU_Omr5EZQ/TZJYk7ECI8I/AAAAAAAACGU/eMWE2S38WkQ/s72-c/img009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-5669807240601430865</id><published>2011-03-28T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T20:24:09.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on my mind Monday???</title><content type='html'>Matt's grandma passed away peacefully at the age of 91 last week. Sitting at her&lt;div&gt;funeral &amp;amp; listening to those who loved her talk about what a Godly woman she&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was, hard worker, loved her family, good mom, funny &amp;amp; just smiled all the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a blessing that was for me &amp;amp; the entire family. I pray that I leave a legacy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;behind like hers for others to be blessed though. I will blog about her soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Key lime pie...we had small group at our house last night &amp;amp; someone left&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that yumminess in my fridge...I need to just throw it in the trash huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finances....we are going thru a financial series at church &amp;amp; it is so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing what God wants us to do with our money...so vital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty flowers....though they are so pretty at a funeral, it blows my mind how&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;much money people spend on those things. I really don't want all that at my funeral,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would rather people send money to a mission in my name. I know...breaking&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tradition. But those poor flowers just die a few days after the funeral &amp;amp; what&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a waste. :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trampolines...our busted after all these years this weekend &amp;amp; I wonder if we&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should replace it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Energy....will I have enough energy to make it...kindergarteners wear me out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I love them so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughters friend from school....her mom died from cancer today. She was just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;diagnosed 2 weeks ago. I don't have the full story yet, but so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warm blankets...because The good LORD knows we have needed them this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;week...hello spring come back again!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's my little tid bit of thoughts today. I know...so captivating huh? Right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You all have a blessed week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-5669807240601430865?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/5669807240601430865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-on-my-mind-monday_28.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5669807240601430865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5669807240601430865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-on-my-mind-monday_28.html' title='What&apos;s on my mind Monday???'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-9206108714348203433</id><published>2011-03-25T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T07:17:25.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Less</title><content type='html'>There are weeks you are just glad to maintain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's correct...I didn't gain or lose this week.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm completely fine with those results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those weeks I was nervous to step onto that scale. It's that time&lt;br /&gt;of the month (I know there are some of you who cringe at that information...but&lt;br /&gt;it honestly makes a difference for me...so get over it..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I'm gonna share a little from my favorite book..MTC..&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like you are traveling around the same mountain &amp;amp; you can't&lt;br /&gt;seem to make the right turn? That's how I feel about my battle with food. &lt;br /&gt;Been there...done that. &lt;br /&gt;A friend of Lysa's named Ruth Graham shared this in her book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Either we can be victimized and become victims, or we can be victimized &amp;amp; rise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;above it. Often it is easier to play the victim than take off our masks and ask for help.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We get comfortable with our victim status. It becomes our identity and is hard to give up. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Isrealites often played the victim card, and I love what God finally tells them, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You have circled this mountain long enough. Now turn north." Deut 2:3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been struggling with this for so long...it's time to turn north &amp;amp; quit circling this &lt;br /&gt;mountain of disobedience. Anyone else feel that way? I play the victim role well on&lt;br /&gt;some days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies? Do you hate when someone lies to you? I do. &lt;br /&gt;I have to empty myself of the lie that other people or things can ever fill &lt;br /&gt;my heart to the fullest. Not my husband, my kids, food...nothing can fill&lt;br /&gt;my heart....except God. &lt;br /&gt;Some examples: &lt;br /&gt;LIES: I need that cupcake...I love that cupcake. It's a reception...I will be rude if &lt;br /&gt;I don't eat it. I don't ever get a chance to have this kind of stuff except for &lt;br /&gt;at events like this...it's ok&lt;br /&gt;NEW TRUTH: I don't need that cupcake. I can always go buy one at any moment&lt;br /&gt;if I really want one. It will only taste good for a few minutes &amp;amp; then the guilt will&lt;br /&gt;rush in like a dam that has been busted. That cupcake doesn't love u back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to strip these lies from my life like sealer off a concrete floors!! &lt;br /&gt;(trust me...I know what a mess that is)&lt;br /&gt;It's time to TURN NORTH sisters &amp;amp; quit circling this mountain! &lt;br /&gt;This week...pray I won't believe the lies of food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must become greater...I must become less. John 3:30&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-9206108714348203433?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/9206108714348203433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/becoming-less_25.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/9206108714348203433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/9206108714348203433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/becoming-less_25.html' title='Becoming Less'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-1988953239420240325</id><published>2011-03-24T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T08:16:46.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving The Pastor's wife....</title><content type='html'>Matt sent me this link yesterday....Marc Driscoll wrote this about PWs.&lt;br /&gt;I think he tells it like it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go&lt;a href="http://theresurgence.com/2011/03/21/loving-the-pastors-wife"&gt; here..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can follow this link &amp;amp; read it if you want. I want to encourage all&lt;br /&gt;my PWs to go take a look at it. You will want to hug his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life as a PW. Haven't always, but God has brought some amazing&lt;br /&gt;ladies into my life &amp;amp; that have loved me for who God has called me to be.&lt;br /&gt;They get me in so many ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-1988953239420240325?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/1988953239420240325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/loving-pastors-wife.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1988953239420240325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1988953239420240325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/loving-pastors-wife.html' title='Loving The Pastor&apos;s wife....'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2221974990786545164</id><published>2011-03-23T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T08:00:02.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Count It all JOY Wednsday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k26dl0zjZQ0/TYnbqXW3ylI/AAAAAAAACGQ/Wo0CRmLZYv8/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k26dl0zjZQ0/TYnbqXW3ylI/AAAAAAAACGQ/Wo0CRmLZYv8/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" /&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;I've got the JOY JOY JOY JOY down in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Where? Down in my heart to stay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's that time of the week....WEDNESDAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Join my friend &lt;a href="http://allthemus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel &lt;/a&gt;as we count our JOYS!&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;Why Am I FULL of JOY this week?&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;Matt's Grandma was ushered into Heaven this morning. She&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;loved the Lord with all her heart &amp;amp; is now worshipping&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Him in all His Glory!! A life well lived for Jesus!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just get all excited talking about Heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder what His Grandpa said to her, last time they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;were together she didn't know who he was...that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all changed this morning.&amp;nbsp;&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;I laughed my head off with my Virtual PWs the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;other night over something so silly. Too me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it shows we are becoming friends on another level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And there will be 5 of us from our group at the retreat in May.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SO EXCITED!!!&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;I met with my PWs last night at my house. I cherish&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my time with them. They fill me up in so many ways.&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;I. FOUND CURTAINS. for our living room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a task for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My house is starting to feel put back together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;after all our remodeling.&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;We found a great table on Craigslist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I super enjoy Craigslist.&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;I made Lasagna in Oval...easy peeasy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Oval is my crockpots name...she is my BFF)&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;Having an unexpected lunch date with Tracy Downs &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sheila Vancuren at a little diner called Brownies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Homemade Pie &amp;amp; Homemade Rootbeer. WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My kids would so love this place.&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;God's love &amp;amp; his almighty power never fails.&amp;nbsp;&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;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Light Shines on the righteous &amp;amp; JOY on the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;upright in heart. Rejoice in the Lord, you who&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;are righteous, and praise his holy name.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ps. 97:11-12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2221974990786545164?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2221974990786545164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednsday_23.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2221974990786545164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2221974990786545164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednsday_23.html' title='Why I Count It all JOY Wednsday!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k26dl0zjZQ0/TYnbqXW3ylI/AAAAAAAACGQ/Wo0CRmLZYv8/s72-c/CIAJWsq3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-7666706341585106935</id><published>2011-03-22T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T06:36:23.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 of my favorite cupcakes...</title><content type='html'>Just had to share this little pic of my favorite cupcakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawson &amp;amp; Jillian...&lt;br /&gt;I love these two babies.&lt;br /&gt;I gave them cupcakes during a reception at church.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it fun being the "aunt" (kinda) and sending them all&lt;br /&gt;messy back to their parents. LOVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;Look at those faces!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EIComz4lUSA/TYilXu2JfKI/AAAAAAAACGI/3ovTJuJnqiU/s1600/IMG_0610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EIComz4lUSA/TYilXu2JfKI/AAAAAAAACGI/3ovTJuJnqiU/s320/IMG_0610.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="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7UhD09Yt6UE/TYildayUgUI/AAAAAAAACGM/in7jRUKTO-E/s1600/IMG_0611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7UhD09Yt6UE/TYildayUgUI/AAAAAAAACGM/in7jRUKTO-E/s320/IMG_0611.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway...just thought this would make you smile today. I could just eat these&lt;br /&gt;cupcakes up!!! So precious!!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-7666706341585106935?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/7666706341585106935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/2-of-my-favorite-cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7666706341585106935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7666706341585106935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/2-of-my-favorite-cupcakes.html' title='2 of my favorite cupcakes...'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EIComz4lUSA/TYilXu2JfKI/AAAAAAAACGI/3ovTJuJnqiU/s72-c/IMG_0610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-7019245717661561283</id><published>2011-03-21T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T11:04:51.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on my mind Monday???</title><content type='html'>Shooo wee!!! The kids are back in school!! We had a great spring break...but it's time&lt;br /&gt;to put the pedal to the metal &amp;amp; finish this school year already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on my mind this Monday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First...Matt's grandma...we have been informed she most likely won't make it thru&lt;br /&gt;the week. She has alzheimers &amp;amp; it has been a long road for Matt's mom the last few years&lt;br /&gt;watching her mom's health fail...as his Grandma says...Getting old isn't for sissys!! Amen!&lt;br /&gt;So pray for his family as they say good bye &amp;amp; release her to God's glory in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention spring break? Yea...that's what's next on my mind...u huh. Well, do you&lt;br /&gt;ever have one of those mornings when all 3 of your kids say...Oh yea...I have some&lt;br /&gt;homework I was suppose to finish. I wanted to punt each one of them out the door when&lt;br /&gt;they told me this information about 5 minutes before the bus came!! Which all 3 of them&lt;br /&gt;missed the bus. I don't mind taking them, but I was annoyed!! Grrr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked a Leek for the first time today...Eeek!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church secretary Helen...she will be retiring after 23 years of service. She&lt;br /&gt;deserves an extra special jewel in her crown in heaven. Who can put up with&lt;br /&gt;working with ministers for 23 years &amp;amp; still like them &amp;amp; go to church with them???&lt;br /&gt;Not many people!! Ok...you know my man is a minister so I can say such things.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously most people can't handle it....church work....it's just overwhelming to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the broom story...one day...we made our kids clean the dreaded upstairs. It was&lt;br /&gt;bad people!!! Anyway...they were suppose to sweep. They did. But you know 3 kids&lt;br /&gt;can't work together without a fight busting out. Right? Most of their fights end up&lt;br /&gt;in laughter &amp;amp; silliness so it's not that big of a deal. I heard some of it going on up there&lt;br /&gt;but hey...if they were cleaning...I was gonna mind my own business. All went well&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then it was my turn to use the broom...as I started to sweep I thought....This broom&lt;br /&gt;feels weird...cricked...as I looked down at the broom, I was correct. It was bent. It is metal.&lt;br /&gt;Metal does not bend....everyone say it together...yep...it was bent!!!! At this point I should&lt;br /&gt;tell you I just bought this broom with a Target gift card someone gave me. **yes, I'm just&lt;br /&gt;weird like that***. I call all my children down because after 3 sweeps, my broom looks like&lt;br /&gt;this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uBE8lCEzHjM/TYeNqim8fVI/AAAAAAAACGE/IjuUAzG8ufI/s1600/IMG_0614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uBE8lCEzHjM/TYeNqim8fVI/AAAAAAAACGE/IjuUAzG8ufI/s320/IMG_0614.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Can you see that sharp nasty end? Poor worthless broom. It's for a really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;short person now...and girls..I'm not tall by any means. ANYWAY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;all three of them look at each other &amp;amp; say..."sorry". I was like...was anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;gonna say..."hey mom we were HORSING around &amp;amp; broke your broom."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All I got was....Sorry Mom. I know I know...in the scheme of life...the broom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;is a stupid issue. So I told them all they would have to buy me a new broom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp; I was going to charge a "didn't tell mom" fee &amp;amp; triple the cost of the broom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I told them brooms are usually $50...I got a "whatever" and everyone burst into&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;laughter after that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So that's my broom story...I know...right? I love my sweet precious kids. Uh huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have so much more like....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I need to get some plants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lauren is doing her first speech today &amp;amp; she is so nervous &amp;amp; so am I. Praying she&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;does well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I need to paint my toes. They are sad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some of our friends whose marriage is a mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Financial Freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I need to clean my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ya'll have a great day....Got a broom story out there to share??? What's on your mind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-7019245717661561283?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/7019245717661561283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-on-my-mind-monday_21.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7019245717661561283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/7019245717661561283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-on-my-mind-monday_21.html' title='What&apos;s on my mind Monday???'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uBE8lCEzHjM/TYeNqim8fVI/AAAAAAAACGE/IjuUAzG8ufI/s72-c/IMG_0614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-5338394134025386793</id><published>2011-03-18T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T07:30:45.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Less</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The downhill slide is back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I lost 2.6 lbs this week!! WOO HOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Too be honest...I needed to gain a pound last week. It slapped me back into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;reality &amp;amp; made me focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What did I focus on &amp;nbsp;this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I really watched my portion sizes &amp;amp; my snacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But mostly...talked to God before I put anything in my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'm a snacker...I like to eat between each meals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Oh heck...let's just be real....I love food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But it's a habit...not because I'm hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have replaced unhealthy snacks with fruit &amp;amp; nuts. Which means more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;trips to the grocery store....but as they say...pay now or pay later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;with bad health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;When I walk into the kitchen or when I'm sitting at a meal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have began to think of these words in Made To Crave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It's about realizing the power of God taking over my complete weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I am weak when it comes to food...especially sweets. From what I understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;the more sugar you eat, the more you crave it. I have significantly reduced my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;sugar intake this week. The kids have been home for Spring Break...which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;always brings a few extra treats around the house. I have resisted the temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;of these sweets. I did take advantage of a dip cone this week while we were out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;of town, but besides that I have really tried to...JUST SAY NO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Which is soooo hard for me to do! But it's getting a little easier with each...No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Temptation...if not contained....can consume our thoughts, redirect our actions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and demand our worship. Temptation doesn't take kindly to being starved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It's a vicious cycle, but I'm clinging to the Hope that I can conquer it with the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;power of the Holy Spirit living inside of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;When I'm at the end of my strength...I pray for God's strength to step in &amp;amp; fill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;the gap of my weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I want to encourage all of you out there that struggle with the love of food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;If you don't struggle with it...you will not get all of this. We can win with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;God's strength &amp;amp; power inside of us. Stop thinking it's unfair that your skinny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;friend doesn't have to work out or watch what she eats...don't wish she would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;gain 50lbs overnight...you know deep down that would make you smile...right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So naughty!!! Some of you are laughing while you skinny girls are like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;she is so mean!! I am only playing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Instead Join me in praising God that He has chosen this battle to draw you closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;to Him &amp;amp; find true obedience in walking with Him. Be set free from these chains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But Jesus said to me,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;in weakness." Therefore I will BOAST all the more gladly about my weaknesses,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;then I am strong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9-10&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;MTC (Made to Crave)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Life as a Christ follower will always be a learning process of depending less on our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;own strength &amp;amp; more on God's power.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He must become greater, I must become less...John 3:30.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;How can I pray for you in this journey? Pray for me to be obedient in my weakness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;to not give into temptation &amp;amp; to call upon God in all circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-5338394134025386793?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/5338394134025386793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/becoming-less_18.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5338394134025386793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5338394134025386793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/becoming-less_18.html' title='Becoming Less'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2816241261950376874</id><published>2011-03-16T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:58:30.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Count It all JOY Wednsday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ORw-ENcwqTI/TYDaTa4OOmI/AAAAAAAACGA/JNL4mMVnV-E/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ORw-ENcwqTI/TYDaTa4OOmI/AAAAAAAACGA/JNL4mMVnV-E/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" /&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;Well Hello there Wednesday!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Join my friend &lt;a href="http://allthemus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angel&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; I as we count our JOYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and it's her bday so go tell her HB!!&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;Why am I filled with JOY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First...I need to express that my heart is heavy today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My niece Danielle has been dating Lonnie for 7 years now &amp;amp; they will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;be getting married on June 10th. We received news last night that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;his mom suddenly passed away from an aneurysm in her lung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was a total shock &amp;amp; my heart aches for Lonnie &amp;amp; his family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The thought of his mom not being there on his wedding day is heart breaking to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Please pray for Lonnie &amp;amp; Danielle as they travel back to Louisiana today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; prepare to say to Good bye to Karen...his mom was a believer &amp;amp; so we have JOY&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in knowing she is worshipping our Lord &amp;amp; Savior &amp;amp; resting in His arms.&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;I'm JOYful that my husband &amp;amp; I can get up &amp;amp; run together outside this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the news of Karen's passing...I'm huggin him a little tighter today.&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;Spending time with my SIL &amp;amp; BIL &amp;amp; their family this week.&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;Daffodils blooming in my front yard.&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;Watching my kids play with their friends &amp;amp; thankful at their ages they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;are not to "cool" to still "play".&amp;nbsp;&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;Warmer weather on it's way.&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;All natural Peanut Butter...so good.&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;Friends that I can call on &amp;amp; they will pray for me instantly.&amp;nbsp;&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;Spring Break &amp;amp; the kids hanging around the house.&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;God &amp;amp; how no matter what is happening around us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is with us &amp;amp; His love endures forever.&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;Come to me all of you who are weary &amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;burdened and I will give&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you rest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Matt 11:28&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;Find Joy today &amp;amp; rest in his love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2816241261950376874?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2816241261950376874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednsday_16.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2816241261950376874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2816241261950376874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednsday_16.html' title='Why I Count It all JOY Wednsday!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ORw-ENcwqTI/TYDaTa4OOmI/AAAAAAAACGA/JNL4mMVnV-E/s72-c/CIAJWsq3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-4267275966240637541</id><published>2011-03-15T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T08:55:21.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dip Cones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hTDwnRjhB5M/TX-Bga08vOI/AAAAAAAACF4/vLUO_8y1_Yc/s1600/IMG_0602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hTDwnRjhB5M/TX-Bga08vOI/AAAAAAAACF4/vLUO_8y1_Yc/s320/IMG_0602.JPG" width="238" /&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;On Monday we went to Joplin to help out my sister &amp;amp; that is where I lived for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;about 8 years &amp;amp; also the home of my Alma Mater (s) Ozark Christian College&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; Missouri Southern State University.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There is an old fashion burger place there called Babes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;oh the vitamin G (grease) that is&amp;nbsp;consumed at this place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Greasy burgers, fries, suzie Q's &amp;amp; onion rings,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BUT...that is not why I have such fond memories of this place.&amp;nbsp;&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;b&gt;***we interrupt this blog to tell you I am aware this dip cone is not&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;part of a healthy living plan...but I also know you gotta just treat yourself&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;once in awhile so judge if you want...but I really don't mind**&lt;/b&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;It's the Dip Cones. A rare find these days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See...my college BFF &amp;amp; I would go there &amp;amp; sit &amp;amp; chat over a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gigantic Dip Cone. The funny thing is...I could never finish one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I always knocked off some of the ice cream. Lana always gave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;me a hard time about it. :)&amp;nbsp;&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;I cherish her friendship still to this day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every time I eat a dip cone it takes me back to those college days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sitting on that vinyl red booth, listening to 50's music, the smell of grease,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;laughing &amp;amp; building a friendship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Lana...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QRD0OkTJC-Y/TX-KF9HVD2I/AAAAAAAACF8/WKjHAi3exGM/s1600/IMG_2656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QRD0OkTJC-Y/TX-KF9HVD2I/AAAAAAAACF8/WKjHAi3exGM/s320/IMG_2656.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How about you? Is there something that takes you back to one of your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;favorite times in life when you eat it or smell it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you like Dip Cones?&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/8780779963623750840-4267275966240637541?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/4267275966240637541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/dip-cones.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/4267275966240637541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/4267275966240637541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/dip-cones.html' title='Dip Cones'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hTDwnRjhB5M/TX-Bga08vOI/AAAAAAAACF4/vLUO_8y1_Yc/s72-c/IMG_0602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-8831899390885951098</id><published>2011-03-14T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T08:03:56.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on my mind Monday???</title><content type='html'>Think I'm starting a theme...we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on my mind today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kansas...Family...time away...refreshed...encouraged...safe...loved...forgiveness...&lt;br /&gt;transformations..SNOW??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some one word thoughts....but now I'll explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Spring Break around here so we decided to take the weekend off &amp;amp; head&lt;br /&gt;to Matt's Brother's house. Some of you might already know this...but my SIL&lt;br /&gt;is one of my best friends. They are also in the ministry...church planters.&lt;br /&gt;And if you know anything about church planting...you are definitely called to&lt;br /&gt;it &amp;amp; it is most definitely not an easy road. But Kingdom work at it's finest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the privilege of worshiping with them at LifeTrack on Sunday. They just&lt;br /&gt;moved into their new building about a month ago &amp;amp; they are already bust out the seams!&lt;br /&gt;PRaisE the LORD! Here is a picture....so precious! This has been a long time coming!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xFbKjd1eY4A/TX4fQz-0vTI/AAAAAAAACFg/7w7HErWE2T4/s1600/IMG_8570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xFbKjd1eY4A/TX4fQz-0vTI/AAAAAAAACFg/7w7HErWE2T4/s320/IMG_8570.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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They had stations set up yesterday that we rotated around for worship. They are getting&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ready to put sheet rock on the walls so they let everyone sign scripture on the plywood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my new precious friend Ara (sp?) she loved having her picture taken...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-k-zjNDyy9eg/TX4f1fR9A5I/AAAAAAAACFo/7-aZRlTwgNY/s1600/IMG_8601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-k-zjNDyy9eg/TX4f1fR9A5I/AAAAAAAACFo/7-aZRlTwgNY/s320/IMG_8601.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My niece Cassidy writing her scripture on the wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bWLWqo_LiPo/TX4gZLx8TCI/AAAAAAAACFw/o2EgaZDiw9A/s1600/IMG_8610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bWLWqo_LiPo/TX4gZLx8TCI/AAAAAAAACFw/o2EgaZDiw9A/s320/IMG_8610.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They called it the "touchy feely table"...you could feel the crown of thorns,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;touch the sharp claws of the tools they flogged Jesus with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This always hurts my heart to know what My Jesus did for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But so humbled by my Saviors love for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ybsaa4f3esQ/TX4gHw2tbcI/AAAAAAAACFs/WuNDVP0sQFg/s1600/IMG_8605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ybsaa4f3esQ/TX4gHw2tbcI/AAAAAAAACFs/WuNDVP0sQFg/s320/IMG_8605.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They live in heavy Catholic area so they celebrate lent. They&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;wrote on the walls what they were giving up for lent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Negative words...that one caught my eye. (finger pointing at me)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't write it...but I should have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dqMK4EZraGA/TX4fiE71OII/AAAAAAAACFk/LilaiE-26G0/s1600/IMG_8595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dqMK4EZraGA/TX4fiE71OII/AAAAAAAACFk/LilaiE-26G0/s320/IMG_8595.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly....my SIL had told me this story over the years &amp;amp; how&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;her life has unfolded. I finally got to meet her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was in tears watching her write this scripture on the wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She truly knows the deeps of Christ love &amp;amp; how He alone is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the reason she has walked away from her life lesbian lifestyle. It is amazing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to see the transformation of her life. The church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;loved her &amp;amp; was there for her....reached out to her &amp;amp; showed her Christ&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;love. She has been set free. AMeN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Z3iFheHWNtM/TX4gr8DdlrI/AAAAAAAACF0/5u2779VCpRs/s1600/IMG_8614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Z3iFheHWNtM/TX4gr8DdlrI/AAAAAAAACF0/5u2779VCpRs/s320/IMG_8614.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will never grow WEARY of watching the church come together&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in Christ name &amp;amp; Love someone to Him. I am blessed to see transformation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;first hand daily as a Pastor's wife &amp;amp; hear the testimonies of many.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As many of you are too...you are out in the trenches at work...school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;on the ball field...in your homes loving others in His Name.&amp;nbsp;&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;We spent the day with our family....Matt's dad &amp;amp; step mom even surprised&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all of us by coming up for the service.&amp;nbsp;&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;I am sitting here at my SIL house in Kansas watching the snow fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SNOW? What? Yep! Wasn't it 70 just a few days ago?&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;Heading to help my sister in Joplin pack her house later today.&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;Missed my FCC family yesterday. It's a JOY to serve with all of you.&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;Our time here has been so encouraging &amp;amp; refreshing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am blessed to have a SIL that "gets me" &amp;amp; the life that God has called&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;us too, someone who is standing next to me cheering me on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our chats are like little nuggets of Gold.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Free to be me.&amp;nbsp;&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;It's Spring Break...gonna relax &amp;amp; enjoy our kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Praising GOd for his arms wrapped around us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-8831899390885951098?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/8831899390885951098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-on-my-mind-monday_14.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/8831899390885951098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/8831899390885951098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-on-my-mind-monday_14.html' title='What&apos;s on my mind Monday???'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xFbKjd1eY4A/TX4fQz-0vTI/AAAAAAAACFg/7w7HErWE2T4/s72-c/IMG_8570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2357898313803346528</id><published>2011-03-10T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T06:32:09.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Less</title><content type='html'>Week 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...it was bound to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Gained. 1pd this week...grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you exactly why...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't track my food as well this week. I worked every day &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;didn't take the time to do it. Not good.&lt;br /&gt;Our water in our fridge taste AWFUL so I didn't drink as much&lt;br /&gt;water this week...(due to our sealer on our floor it's messed up)&lt;br /&gt;I was on my period...ladies...can I get an Amen on that?&lt;br /&gt;And finally....I simply struggled with eating to much.&lt;br /&gt;Excuses....Excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I stepped on that scale last night &amp;amp; she said I gained a pound,&lt;br /&gt;I felt like someone punched me in the gut to be honest. I was sad/mad&amp;nbsp;at myself.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what the "old" Stephanie would have done? She would have&lt;br /&gt;looked across the street at that McDonalds &amp;amp; said "the heck with it...go get a&lt;br /&gt;hamburger, large fries, Dr. Pepper &amp;amp; some ice cream right now to comfort yourself."&lt;br /&gt;Just give up...you won't be able to lose this weight. Why even try?&lt;br /&gt;And honestly...for a milli second...that old Stephanie &amp;amp; I chatted. But...guess what?&lt;br /&gt;She didn't win. Infact, instead it put a fire in my pants! And I came home &amp;amp; ate&lt;br /&gt;a good meal instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victory in the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like God was preparing my heart for this today. I was reading Made&lt;br /&gt;to Crave today &amp;amp; I kid you not...she repeated this sentence like 10 times in this&lt;br /&gt;chapter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I am a Jesus Girl who can step on that scale and see the numbers &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;as an indication of&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;how much my body weighs and not an indication of my worth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously? Yes...I read that today right before I went. My worth is not in that scale...it is&lt;br /&gt;in Jesus Christ. I will not be defeated or let this ruin my day &amp;amp; my attitude. It's one week.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna hit it hard &amp;amp; focus again this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victory on the scale? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Victory in the battle? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Define your week by obedience....not the scale. &lt;br /&gt;Even when that scale says you have lost &amp;amp; when it tells you that you've gained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must become Greater...I must become less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2357898313803346528?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2357898313803346528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/becoming-less_10.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2357898313803346528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2357898313803346528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/becoming-less_10.html' title='Becoming Less'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2059576382788758945</id><published>2011-03-09T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T11:17:22.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Count It all JOY Wednsday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UH3MltbSsEs/TXfMG5pg0DI/AAAAAAAACFc/LVquL3jlsaE/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UH3MltbSsEs/TXfMG5pg0DI/AAAAAAAACFc/LVquL3jlsaE/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Wednesday so You need to JOIN me &amp;amp; my&lt;br /&gt;friend Angel&amp;nbsp;in counting&amp;nbsp;our JOYS for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Am I filled with JOY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokbox...spending an hour &amp;amp; a half with my sweet PW Joy&lt;br /&gt;just chatting away about life in ministry &amp;amp; our dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I enrolled Lauren as a Freshman yesterday.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more on this later...noticed it's marked out. I have &lt;br /&gt;an attitude problem with her growing up...:) Tear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching my girls serve the Lord with JOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with an encouraging friend...who speaks truth into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a sectional for our living room! AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is finally starting to smell somewhat normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see signs of spring all over our yard...coming back to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months...I will be hanging with my PWs in Nashville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again God is causing my soul to stir &amp;amp; crave HIM more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family is taking a Facebook break this week. Yep...my &lt;br /&gt;kids are &lt;strike&gt;so excited&lt;/strike&gt; about that! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthy food choices &amp;amp; people who push me to make them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My freezer is full of FFA meat again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great kids...a Godly man...an amazing church to serve in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are JOY, You are JOY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you full of JOY today??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2059576382788758945?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2059576382788758945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednsday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2059576382788758945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2059576382788758945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-i-count-it-all-joy-wednsday.html' title='Why I Count It all JOY Wednsday!'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UH3MltbSsEs/TXfMG5pg0DI/AAAAAAAACFc/LVquL3jlsaE/s72-c/CIAJWsq3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-5257595426939181105</id><published>2011-03-07T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T10:08:13.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on my Mind Monday?</title><content type='html'>Yeah...I know...it's &lt;strike&gt;catchy huh&lt;/strike&gt;? LOL! I always feel the need to just dump on Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;No...not that kind of dump. HA! But just tell ya how my weekend went &amp;amp; such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure anyone really cares how my weekend went besides a few close friends &amp;amp; family.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm still gonna tell ya though anyway.....feel free to click on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I helped at our Churches Jr. High all nighter. I didn't make it all night...&lt;br /&gt;I'm realizing that my 38 year old body can't quite handle an all nighter like it used too.&lt;br /&gt;So I stayed until around 1:00 am. :) Can I tell you&amp;nbsp; how jazzed up I get about these events?&lt;br /&gt;After being in the youth ministry for 15 years I still L.O.V.E. these nights. We had a total&lt;br /&gt;of 217 come! We are so excited about that! You never know&amp;nbsp;what kid might decide to &lt;br /&gt;follow Jesus by simply coming to these events. That's what it's all about for us! &lt;br /&gt;Seeking Salvation!! Having 2 daughters attend&amp;nbsp;also brings me so much joy. I so enjoy&lt;br /&gt;watching them with their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After searching all of this city for a sectional...we finally found one! Yippee!! &lt;br /&gt;Can I tell you how much I loathe looking for furniture? I would rather hear fingernails&lt;br /&gt;on a chalkboard than shop for furniture. Actually...I'm not really a shopper at all. &lt;br /&gt;Shocker huh?&lt;br /&gt;I super really like the sectional we ended up with &amp;amp; it was within the budget we set! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Angela is an amazing photographer &amp;amp; she has taken me under her wings.&lt;br /&gt;She let me go on a photo shoot with her yesterday. SO FUN! I absolutely appreciate &lt;br /&gt;her advice &amp;amp; leading me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when God is stirring up change in your life? I'm not one who likes change...&lt;br /&gt;but I know it's always necessary, especially when God calls you to change. He is doing&lt;br /&gt;it again in my life. It's always good in the end...but painful to go thru. I like to call it pruning&lt;br /&gt;to make you grow &amp;amp; seek in ways you would not have accepted change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter's school had a formal on Friday night...she didn't want to go at all. I was totally fine&lt;br /&gt;with her decision. Instead she decided to help set up for the all nighter. Just not her thing she &lt;br /&gt;said. I love my little home body. She doesn't like to follow the crowd. And if your child went then&lt;br /&gt;great! I have no problems with that either. It's each kids decision. But my girl is just not into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what's on my mind at the moment...actually much more...but I don't want to &lt;br /&gt;annoy you with my babble!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-5257595426939181105?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/5257595426939181105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-on-my-mind-monday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5257595426939181105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5257595426939181105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-on-my-mind-monday.html' title='What&apos;s on my Mind Monday?'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2267752908966826544</id><published>2011-03-04T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T07:56:31.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Less</title><content type='html'>Welp...I have made it 2 weeks now...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weighed in last night...lost another 2.2 pounds! Woo hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5.2 in two weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty good about those results, but know my journey has just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Nicole told me about a book called..."Made to Crave" by Lysa Terkeurst&lt;br /&gt;when I started this journey. Little did I know this book would hold so much truth for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is about "Satisfying your deepest desire with GOD, not food."&lt;br /&gt;And I know some of you are thinking...that's not hard...but for me &amp;amp; many other &lt;br /&gt;people out there, it is a struggle.&lt;br /&gt;For this weeks update I would like to share with you somethings in this book that have &lt;br /&gt;encouraged me &amp;amp; convicted me this week. First, let's talk about that Eve.&lt;br /&gt;What did Satan tempt her with??? &lt;br /&gt;A. STINKIN. APPLE. It wasn't even a cupcake or a Reeses. It was an Apple, but&lt;br /&gt;simply put...food. From the beginning it has been something that tempted us.&amp;nbsp;God&lt;br /&gt;told&amp;nbsp;her not to eat from&amp;nbsp;the tree of knowledge, but Satan convinced her otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;So I ask the question...was it the apple or the craving to have it all that she desired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ways Satan tries to lure us away from God:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cravings= trying to get our physical desires met outside the will of God.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lust of the eyes=trying to get our material desires met outside of the will of God.&lt;br /&gt;3. Boasting=trying to get our need for significance met outside of the will of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few tidbits to chew on this week. For me...this quote says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What we're craving will always depend on whatever we're consuming."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you craving? What are you consuming?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm asking myself that everytime I reach for food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the love of the Father is not in him. For everything in the world-the cravings of sinful &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;man, the lust of his eyes and the boasting of what he has &amp;amp; does-comes not from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Father but from the world. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 John 2:15-16&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2267752908966826544?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2267752908966826544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/becoming-less.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2267752908966826544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2267752908966826544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/03/becoming-less.html' title='Becoming Less'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-4842095597111536534</id><published>2011-03-01T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T20:17:23.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I counted it all Joy Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-s14Zhr8b4N0/TW3BeQ2QwGI/AAAAAAAACFM/xtP_hl_jx40/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-s14Zhr8b4N0/TW3BeQ2QwGI/AAAAAAAACFM/xtP_hl_jx40/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why I Count it all JOY Wednesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Join my friend Angel as we Count our JOYS!&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;What is filling me with JOY this week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My girls graduated from Dog Training school with our labs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So proud of them!&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;Our concrete floors are almost done!! WOO HOO!&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;I love the way the floors look too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My HBL...he is such a hard worker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(hunka burnin love=husband)&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;Getting to Visit our Stone Canyon Campus on Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My PWs...I cherish our friendships.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Only 2 months until we are all hanging out in Nashville!!&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;Made To Crave...a book a friend of mine suggested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will blog about that on Friday.&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;Friends who let you borrow equipment &amp;amp; are happy to help.&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;Encouraging Texts in the middle of the day from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;someone unexpected.&amp;nbsp;&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;God's almighty power &amp;amp; how He can use anyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;even a non believer to accomplish His purpose.&amp;nbsp;&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;Singing the hymn...."It is Well with my soul"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this morning in BSF.&amp;nbsp;&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;I have been praying about something I feel is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;big &amp;amp; out of my comfort zone for awhile &amp;amp; God is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;revealing to me that He is leading me in a new direction.&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;Getting to take this sweet babies pic...remember that new dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had on here a few weeks ago...this is his baby Zane.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am working on those Photography skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jRehQ29NIIo/TW3D7xgqPBI/AAAAAAAACFQ/EzdL-KDY70c/s1600/Zane+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="121" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jRehQ29NIIo/TW3D7xgqPBI/AAAAAAAACFQ/EzdL-KDY70c/s200/Zane+3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-l6TweJUSXbU/TW3EMbXQ8jI/AAAAAAAACFU/hbGm7xqu9ko/s1600/Zane+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-l6TweJUSXbU/TW3EMbXQ8jI/AAAAAAAACFU/hbGm7xqu9ko/s200/Zane+2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ll_yV66OYTw/TW3EUy_YDSI/AAAAAAAACFY/7EiVpdv9O68/s1600/Zane+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ll_yV66OYTw/TW3EUy_YDSI/AAAAAAAACFY/7EiVpdv9O68/s200/Zane+1.jpg" width="132" /&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;What is filling you with JOY This week????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Really? What you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see...Lacquer thinner, stain, sealer...u name it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. We ripped up our carpet last week &amp;amp; we are staining our concrete floors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's us...DO. IT. YOUR. SELF. ERS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We already had it in our kitchen, but now we have it pretty much everywhere&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except for the bedrooms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a long process. My house is a total disaster zone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Furniture in my bedroom, in my kitchen, in my garage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't park my car in the garage...bummer on the cold car in the morning!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes...I have to just LET. IT. GO. because the mess can make a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clean girl go CrAzY!!! But hey...I'm on fumes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they say...the pain is worth the gain. And it will be when it's all put&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back in the appropriate area &amp;amp; I will no longer have to deal with carpet in the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;living room! Can I get an AMEN??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for now...I'm high on fumes it seems. Shooeeweee!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also in the process of looking for a sectional.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um...can you can they are Expensive!!! GEEZ LOUISE!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what we are saving on doing the floors we can get a some new furniture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super yeah!!!! I will have to post a pic when it's all done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You all have a great day!! Hi Ho Hi Ho it's back to work I Go!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. I think I did a little bit of yelling in this blog...sorry. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-5135380051788120692?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/5135380051788120692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/02/high-on-fumes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5135380051788120692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/5135380051788120692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/02/high-on-fumes.html' title='High on Fumes'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-3033929905556366978</id><published>2011-02-25T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T04:53:22.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Less</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;First week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I lost 3 pounds!!! Woo hoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I thought I would start each week with something I am changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;First I sat down &amp;amp; calculated points for foods I was planning on eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I went to the grocery store &amp;amp; really took the time to look at labels &amp;amp; make healthy choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;One of the main changes I tried this week was portion control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;When I felt myself getting full...I stopped.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I didn't take too much...I measured out a portion &amp;amp; knew the points.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I know...it sounds so simple. But for &amp;nbsp;me...not so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I prayed each day that I would let God fill me...not rely on the food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So this week if you are struggling with food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;1. Get a plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;2. Pay attention to how much you are eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You will notice a huge difference in &amp;nbsp;a week!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This verse really spoke to me this week....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Philippians 3:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Their end is destruction their God is their belly &amp;amp; their glory is their shame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;with minds set on earthly things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="verse" style="font-family: Corbel, Verdana, sans-serif; margin-left: -150px; padding-left: 150px;"&gt;&lt;div class="vote-buttons invisible" style="left: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; position: absolute; text-align: right; visibility: hidden; width: 140px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;button id="vote_u_20023020-20023021" name="vote_u_20023020-20023021" style="margin-bottom: 3px;" type="submit" value="1"&gt;&lt;/button&gt;&lt;button id="vote_d_20023020-20023021" name="vote_d_20023020-20023021" style="margin-bottom: 3px;" type="submit" value="-1"&gt;&lt;/button&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-3033929905556366978?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/3033929905556366978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/02/becoming-less_25.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/3033929905556366978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/3033929905556366978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/02/becoming-less_25.html' title='Becoming Less'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-1172676012629400946</id><published>2011-02-24T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T10:53:35.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I count it all JOY...A day late..:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ya8UgDxcZ8c/TWaoIXv7IMI/AAAAAAAACFE/d9R0bSN2EEA/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ya8UgDxcZ8c/TWaoIXv7IMI/AAAAAAAACFE/d9R0bSN2EEA/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm a day late..but I can still be JOYFUL!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Join my friend Angel as we count our JOYS today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a day late...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why am I filled with JOY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welp...we finished painting the inside of our house &amp;amp; my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;arm didn't fall off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notes from my past youth girls who are grown women now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We riped up our carpet!! Yeah!! Gonna stain the rest of our floors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even in the midst of my sister going thru the most difficult time of her life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know God is going to use this to draw her closer to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The True Loves Waits series that our youth is going thru on Wed. nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My husband &amp;amp; his desire to see others come to Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rainy days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Learning to take control of food instead of it controlling me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Subbing for the first time all month!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My kids &amp;amp; how much they make me laugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Winter Jam concert! Watching my girls worship!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vx6nhaCtYfY/TWao_vmJkiI/AAAAAAAACFI/NnYkSerLvAs/s1600/IMG_3788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vx6nhaCtYfY/TWao_vmJkiI/AAAAAAAACFI/NnYkSerLvAs/s320/IMG_3788.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-1172676012629400946?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/1172676012629400946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/02/why-i-count-it-all-joya-day-late.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1172676012629400946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/1172676012629400946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/02/why-i-count-it-all-joya-day-late.html' title='Why I count it all JOY...A day late..:)'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ya8UgDxcZ8c/TWaoIXv7IMI/AAAAAAAACFE/d9R0bSN2EEA/s72-c/CIAJWsq3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-2907349234771579772</id><published>2011-02-21T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T10:11:16.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Rubber Ducky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;10 years ago we moved into our new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids were 4, 2 &amp;amp; 10 months. Just babies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they were babies I had their pictures taken in a little bathtub&lt;br /&gt;with a rubber ducky. So I decided this bathroom would be decorated&lt;br /&gt;with those cute pictures &amp;amp; ducks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1542719716"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1542719717"&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/-otvsGBG9Z7E/TWKmwQyKyAI/AAAAAAAACEw/NAK57t_bD8I/s1600/IMG_7757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otvsGBG9Z7E/TWKmwQyKyAI/AAAAAAAACEw/NAK57t_bD8I/s320/IMG_7757.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iv2Ln2CWVEY/TWKnBViPe7I/AAAAAAAACE0/vYhVpwdkxek/s1600/IMG_7759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iv2Ln2CWVEY/TWKnBViPe7I/AAAAAAAACE0/vYhVpwdkxek/s320/IMG_7759.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And it was good when they were little...but now they are 14, 12 &amp;amp; 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not so much...&amp;amp; Lauren now has her own bathroom upstairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While we were snowed in last week I decided it was time to update!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And Taa Daaaaa...here is how it turned out!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KkxcYj2bxBM/TWKn5mxXM1I/AAAAAAAACFA/w7oB4kO8s8g/s1600/IMG_8139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KkxcYj2bxBM/TWKn5mxXM1I/AAAAAAAACFA/w7oB4kO8s8g/s320/IMG_8139.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We took down the big plain mirror,&amp;nbsp;new shower curtain, new drawer pulls,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;sanded and re-stained the wood, put up&amp;nbsp;new molding, painted &amp;amp; glazed the walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JT_Gw-lI4ME/TWKnlnhA_yI/AAAAAAAACE8/6M5__XetcF0/s1600/IMG_8142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JT_Gw-lI4ME/TWKnlnhA_yI/AAAAAAAACE8/6M5__XetcF0/s320/IMG_8142.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The pictures really don't show the true color, but it's close enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Saying goodbye to the duckies was like saying goodbye them being babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But it's time...sniff sniff...boo hoo.&amp;nbsp;&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: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-2907349234771579772?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/2907349234771579772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/02/bye-bye-rubber-ducky.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2907349234771579772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/2907349234771579772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/02/bye-bye-rubber-ducky.html' title='Bye Bye Rubber Ducky'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otvsGBG9Z7E/TWKmwQyKyAI/AAAAAAAACEw/NAK57t_bD8I/s72-c/IMG_7757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-442636897923223706</id><published>2011-02-18T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T05:38:35.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Less</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I am starting a new weekly blog called....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Becoming Less"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;John 3:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He must become greater...I must become less.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have an idol in my life that have made many attempts to get rid of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I let go for awhile...but find myself wandering in the desert again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Again &amp;amp; Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Recently I started reading through Old Testament again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and in my BSF study of Isaiah we have been talking about how&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;the Israelites worshiped Idols.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Found myself judging them for their Idol worship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But then I look at my life &amp;amp; realize...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Who am I to judge them with all the idols that I worship in my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What is this idol I speak of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;F. O. O. D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Some of you are thinking...really?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And Yes...I seriously love to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sweets have a stronghold on my life..seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have had tons of friends who have been very successful at&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Weight Watchers. I keep feeling like I should go to a meeting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have gained 13 pounds since October...I know right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I am out of control...I haven't weighed this much in a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But let me tell you...it's not about the weight as much as it is about the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;disobedience in my heart where food is concerned. I treat food as a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;BFF...not something to survive on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I eat for fun...entertainment &amp;amp; comfort.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So I went to a WW meeting last night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I need some accountability...s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;upport...direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I will go every Thursday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;On Fridays I will blog about my week of Becoming Less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Not only in size...but most importantly in my relationship with Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I was a little reluctant at first to start this post. But honestly I'm hoping someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;out there is struggling with this also &amp;amp; can pray for me. Or maybe I can&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;encourage someone to a this step with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'm excited. I'm ready. I know I can do this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Next week I will tell you my goals &amp;amp; what WW offers you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;so come back &amp;amp; join me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Becoming Less....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780779963623750840-442636897923223706?l=stephtmomof3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/feeds/442636897923223706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/02/becoming-less.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/442636897923223706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780779963623750840/posts/default/442636897923223706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephtmomof3.blogspot.com/2011/02/becoming-less.html' title='Becoming Less'/><author><name>Steph T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05273612155848919881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0ZGmKnXEkTw/SatJMUp_SdI/AAAAAAAAABg/SNhOWQbmNyM/S220/black+and+white.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780779963623750840.post-7957701499273839549</id><published>2011-02-16T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T04:58:14.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I count it all JOY Wednesday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOlleuc7o2A/TVvCf45iqxI/AAAAAAAACEg/8j8HOG5fSNs/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOlleuc7o2A/TVvCf45iqxI/AAAAAAAACEg/8j8HOG5fSNs/s1600/CIAJWsq3.gif" /&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;It's Wednesday....so get your JOYFUL heart ready to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Praise Our God for He Is Might to Save!&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;Grab my friend&lt;a href="http://allthemus.blogspot.com/"&gt; Angel's&lt;/a&gt; button &amp;amp; join us!&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;Why am I JOYFUL this week?&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;The snow is almost gone!&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;It is suppose to be 70 degrees today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WOW what a difference a week makes!&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;This little guy made his debut into the world last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremiah Adsit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;His mommy &amp;amp; daddy grew up at FCC &amp;amp; now they are on staff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in our children's ministry. Jessica is Brooke's small group leader. We love them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A1sWjEWiWgM/TVvGhbG8kxI/AAAAAAAACEk/Gexe-EXqIcM/s1600/IMG_0563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A1sWjEWiWgM/TVvGhbG8kxI/AAAAAAAACEk/Gexe-EXqIcM/s320/IMG_0563.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="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;Brooke finally got to have her friend party on 
