<?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-2232532487569603419</id><updated>2011-12-26T10:39:08.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ButterflyChic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7472362942404121122</id><published>2010-12-06T09:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:01:31.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellany Monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carissagraham.com/search/label/miscellany%20monday"&gt;&lt;img hspace="none" alt="Miscellany Monday @ lowercase letters" vspace="none" src="http://i617.photobucket.com/albums/tt255/ElvishAuthoress/MMbutton3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. My sincerest apologies for being afk (away from keyboard) for so long! Can we kiss &amp;amp; make up? But it's not like I've been lounging around not writing &amp;amp; reading my favs :) I have been working...a lot! I've put over 100 hours into work the past 2 weeks; but I can almost see the light @ the end of the tunnel. I have missed you guys!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. As you can see, my blog is under construction :) I won a blog giveway from Noor @ &lt;a href="http://www.sosweetdesigns.net/"&gt;So Sweet Designs&lt;/a&gt;! And I'm taking the opportunity right now to thank her for patience with me the past couple weeks. I heart you, Noor! :) But seriously, go check out her blog..she's most awesome!&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving my new blog already, and it's not even finished! :)&lt;br /&gt;3. My christmas present came early! The Man always tells me what he is getting me, and usually always gives it to me early. I finally got a camera to replace my old one! -RIP old camera-:( So you know what that means? More NEW pictures! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;4. The Man put up our Christmas tree Saturday. I started helping him, then sat down on our couch for a break. Two hours later I wake up from a non-planned nap, and saw the tree almost finished (lol). And so it stands, unfinished. I cannot locate the rest of my 'hooks' from last year, so I need to go buy some.&lt;br /&gt;5. Still working on sending out our Christmas cards...it's a work in progress. If only there were more hours in the day...&lt;br /&gt;6. I finally got offered my full-time position! (And no, I am not even full time yet! I just work sporatic, non-stop hours). I start Jan 1st working full time with pre-registrations concerning Labs/MRI's, etc. I'm so excited! I will actually have my own desk and continue what I love doing full time! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;7. My Follower Giveaway ended Dec 1st! The winner of these &lt;a href="http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-promiseda-giveaway.html"&gt;beautiful coasters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is Jo from &lt;a href="http://blackeverydaylife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Everyday Life&lt;/a&gt;! Email me, Jo, @ &lt;a href="mailto:sayrahterry@gmail.com"&gt;sayrahterry@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; your snail mail addy so I can send you these awesome coasters! Congratulations &amp;amp; thanks for playing along! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i692.photobucket.com/albums/vv286/cafemuslimah/So%20Sweet%20Designs/sayrah.png" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7472362942404121122?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7472362942404121122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/12/miscellany-monday.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7472362942404121122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7472362942404121122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/12/miscellany-monday.html' title='Miscellany Monday...'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i692.photobucket.com/albums/vv286/cafemuslimah/So%20Sweet%20Designs/th_sayrah.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4720598775037973356</id><published>2010-11-23T07:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T17:52:00.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 2 Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://benandtay.blogspot.com/search/label/top%202%20tuesday" target="_blank" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i830.photobucket.com/albums/zz222/baileytouchton/client%20blogs/top-2-tuesday-button2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Top 2 Christmas Gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 246px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542731150704696002" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOu8nWs-2sI/AAAAAAAAA08/z6kEo_UaIGU/s400/camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, a new camera! Which, as a matter of fact, I already know I am getting. The Man has a bad habit of telling me what he has gotten me for Christmas. But in this certain scenerario, I will not complain! He's even letting me open it 'early' so that I may take great pictures for Christmas, and just because! I still don't know what to get him for Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 292px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542731057723733842" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOu8h8Ul91I/AAAAAAAAA00/UzjnT-d6Ibc/s400/Buy-Amazon-Kindle3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kindle would be lovely! A couple of my friends recently purchased a Kindle...and I must say I am envious! That cup of coffee looks good right now, too....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i692.photobucket.com/albums/vv286/cafemuslimah/So%20Sweet%20Designs/sayrah.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4720598775037973356?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4720598775037973356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/top-2-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4720598775037973356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4720598775037973356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/top-2-tuesday.html' title='Top 2 Tuesday!'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i830.photobucket.com/albums/zz222/baileytouchton/client%20blogs/th_top-2-tuesday-button2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-454464890832689233</id><published>2010-11-22T09:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T09:27:32.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellany Monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carissagraham.com/search/label/miscellany%20monday"&gt;&lt;img hspace="none" alt="Miscellany Monday @ lowercase letters" vspace="none" src="http://i617.photobucket.com/albums/tt255/ElvishAuthoress/MMbutton3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((Click the above button to link up!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This weekend &lt;strong&gt;flew&lt;/strong&gt; by! Between running errands and cleaning on Saturday, to working all day yesterday...i'm pretty much tired. But work I must, and Turkey Day is just around the corner :)&lt;br /&gt;2. I &lt;strong&gt;won&lt;/strong&gt; a premium blog design package from a giveaway I entered! I can't believe how lucky I've been here lately..weird. I'm working on the questionnaire now...and I'm so excited I can't stand it!&lt;br /&gt;3. So one of my &lt;strong&gt;Coppers&lt;/strong&gt; came to see me last night while working in the ER. Lieutenant Martin tells me has something of mine. Well of course this tickles my curiousity, but also frightens it a bit. I'm a good girl! Why would &lt;strong&gt;he&lt;/strong&gt; have anything of mine? After a few more minutes of teasing, he goes out to his cruiser, and brings back my very old and tattered &lt;strong&gt;identification card&lt;/strong&gt; from when I was 17!! He says he has a sort of collection of drivers licenses/cards that he has found through the years and that he was looking through them the other night and saw my picture and started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break, Martin, I was 17. And no sir, I have no idea why I left it at the J-Mart 10 years ago! But it's still hilarious that you've been holding it these past 10 years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Our Christmas cards from Shutterfly came in! They're too darn cute, and I can't wait to mail them off to all of our family &amp;amp; friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Have you entered my &lt;a href="http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-promiseda-giveaway.html"&gt;GIVEAWAY&lt;/a&gt; yet? What are you waiting for?! If you find those coasters oh so cute, all you have to do is follow me &amp;amp; my mom, and write a blog post about my Giveaway. That's it! I may even put an extra something special in the package to whoever wins ;)&lt;br /&gt;How could you resist that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-454464890832689233?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/454464890832689233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/miscellany-monday_22.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/454464890832689233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/454464890832689233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/miscellany-monday_22.html' title='Miscellany Monday...'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-6521075916592702162</id><published>2010-11-19T10:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T11:02:08.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOab2aqC8nI/AAAAAAAAA0k/32QVzc15BmU/s1600/Thanksgiving%2BFill%2Bin%2Bthe%2BBlank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541287750696890994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOab2aqC8nI/AAAAAAAAA0k/32QVzc15BmU/s400/Thanksgiving%2BFill%2Bin%2Bthe%2BBlank.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ((&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanksgiving Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Thanksgiving plans this year will include...&lt;/strong&gt;Waking up early so I can start cooking &amp;amp; baking. I always bring various dishes to both my grandparents house &amp;amp; the in-laws. This year, I will be bringing: Broccoli &amp;amp; Cheese Casserole, homemade Mac 'n' Cheese, Corn Pudding, and I'm making my special PB &amp;amp; Chocolate Brownie Pie ((My FIL loves it!!)). Recipes will be posted this weekeend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite Thanksgiving was...&lt;/strong&gt;Probably any of them when I was younger, and family lived closer together. My older brothers have both moved away, so they more than likely will not be making it home for Turkey Day. This saddens me....I want my brothers with me :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Signature Thanksgiving dish is...&lt;/strong&gt;Layered Pumpkin &amp;amp; Cream Cheese Pie. It is to die for! My family (both sides!) beg for it every year :) Not sure why it is my signature...probably bc when The Man had our first Thanksgiving together as a couple, I made this and brought it to the In-Laws. I'm pretty sure this pie paved my way into their hearts :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanksgiving free assocation!...&lt;/strong&gt;Family, giving thanks, an abundance of food, naps, football, cooler temps, pictures, laughter, love :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanksgiving is...&lt;/strong&gt;a wonderful holiday! I think it has a tie with Christmas, I love them both equally! And I also love it bc I have the day off ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/strong&gt;every day that is given to me, my family &amp;amp; friends, my wonderful followers &amp;amp; readers, my furbabies, and my Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Join in with Lauren @ &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Little Things We Do&lt;/a&gt; to play along &amp;amp; fill in YOUR blanks! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and have you heard about my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Giveaway&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would love for you to enter!&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-promiseda-giveaway.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to find out what you will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;win&lt;/span&gt; and how to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;enter&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It would make my day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-6521075916592702162?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6521075916592702162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/fill-in-blank-friday_19.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6521075916592702162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6521075916592702162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/fill-in-blank-friday_19.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday...'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOab2aqC8nI/AAAAAAAAA0k/32QVzc15BmU/s72-c/Thanksgiving%2BFill%2Bin%2Bthe%2BBlank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-583367173263563815</id><published>2010-11-18T10:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T10:55:32.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Second Thought..Let's Not Go To Camelot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tis' a silly place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; where I can go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540917536850160690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOVLJImvrDI/AAAAAAAAA0c/-l_avtkhfQQ/s400/Charleston_SC_35Navy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my bestie, Shannon, calls me last night to inform me that she has bought tickets to Spamalot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540917377434328450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOVK_2vDHYI/AAAAAAAAA0U/UJqbhSpGiD8/s400/spamalot3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((It's a spoof of Monty Python's Holy Grail--basically geek heaven on dvd))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: "Awesome! But..how much are the tickets? My fundage is quite low right now."&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: "Ah, don't worry about that. Your ticket is a early birthday present!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((sigh)) &lt;/em&gt;Don't I have the greatest friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spamalot will be in Charleston, SC January 11th...and my birthday is January 17th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Methinks I will be having a great month come January 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bring it on, 2011! I'm ready to get my Knighthood on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-583367173263563815?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/583367173263563815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/on-second-thoughtlets-not-go-to-camelot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/583367173263563815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/583367173263563815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/on-second-thoughtlets-not-go-to-camelot.html' title='On Second Thought..Let&apos;s Not Go To Camelot...'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOVLJImvrDI/AAAAAAAAA0c/-l_avtkhfQQ/s72-c/Charleston_SC_35Navy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-6421813038382727766</id><published>2010-11-17T11:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T11:22:17.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As Promised...A Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOP9OQk2uNI/AAAAAAAAA0A/mrjR6PIXAuA/s1600/followergiveaway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540550388005386450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOP9OQk2uNI/AAAAAAAAA0A/mrjR6PIXAuA/s400/followergiveaway.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who doesn't like Giveaways?! Especially close to Christmas :) I am hosting a Giveaway for all of my wonderful followers (because ya'll pretty much rock my world and make me smile).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a follower, yet? Simply look to your right, and hit the lovely follow button. Why? It's good for the soul :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, all good Giveaways must have a couple stipulations. So here we go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Giveaway will last until &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to Enter:&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you must be a follower of me and of my Mom @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vintageprims.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vintage Primitives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you must write a blog post about this Giveaway. Please link back to me (and grab my banner, if you wish).&lt;br /&gt;*you must leave a comment telling me that you are following (even if you already are), and say that you are entering the Giveaway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Once the winner is chosen and has received their prize, they must write a blog showing pictures of what you have won and link back to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is what you will win:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A set of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; coasters designed and created by &lt;a href="http://vintageprims.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vintage Primitives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 386px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540550302980719234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOP9JT1ZQoI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Fm_elEbScvU/s400/setcoasters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540550198029844290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOP9DM3J_0I/AAAAAAAAAzw/PEzhOD7mcjk/s400/coasters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so excited and proud of my Mom! She is a creator of all things, and puts love in everything she makes! She also will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;featured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in a craft magazine--&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Create &amp;amp; Decorate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--this coming Spring!&lt;br /&gt;I thought this Giveaway would be a great way to Showcase my Mom...and brag about her, of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, please enter my Giveaway! Who knows, YOU could WIN! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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/2232532487569603419-6421813038382727766?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6421813038382727766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-promiseda-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6421813038382727766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6421813038382727766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-promiseda-giveaway.html' title='As Promised...A Giveaway!'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOP9OQk2uNI/AAAAAAAAA0A/mrjR6PIXAuA/s72-c/followergiveaway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-8974167056022158494</id><published>2010-11-17T10:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T10:59:54.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Loving Wednesday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOP5qh_RTuI/AAAAAAAAAzo/upBQAZvXixs/s1600/WILW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540546475669409506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOP5qh_RTuI/AAAAAAAAAzo/upBQAZvXixs/s400/WILW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am &lt;strong&gt;loving&lt;/strong&gt; that the rain has stopped today! I woke up this morning to the sun peering through my curtains. Hello, Sunshine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;loving&lt;/strong&gt; that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Turkey Day&lt;/span&gt; is only&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 8&lt;/span&gt; days away! I have several recipes I'll be making, which of course I will be sharing here and on my recipe page for my lovely readers :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;loving&lt;/strong&gt; WoW (World of Warcraft) right now. I know, I know...it's a geeky game. But, if the shoe fits, right? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;loving&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;111&lt;/span&gt; followers! The giveaway is close at hand....wait for it, wait for it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;loving&lt;/strong&gt; these super cute coasters that my Mom at &lt;a href="http://vintageprims.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vintage Primitives&lt;/a&gt; made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOP5lJqofjI/AAAAAAAAAzg/8PyxHdJLzbo/s1600/setcoasters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 386px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540546383241051698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOP5lJqofjI/AAAAAAAAAzg/8PyxHdJLzbo/s400/setcoasters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOP5fvF_17I/AAAAAAAAAzY/Y0poHZbRYDE/s1600/coasters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540546290208724914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOP5fvF_17I/AAAAAAAAAzY/Y0poHZbRYDE/s400/coasters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adorable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? And guess what?!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can win these coasters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in my Giveaway! Check back soon to learn how!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Link up with Jamie @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://littledaisymay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This Kind of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and love something today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-8974167056022158494?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/8974167056022158494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-im-loving-wednesday_17.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/8974167056022158494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/8974167056022158494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-im-loving-wednesday_17.html' title='What I&apos;m Loving Wednesday..'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOP5qh_RTuI/AAAAAAAAAzo/upBQAZvXixs/s72-c/WILW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5329594510931945212</id><published>2010-11-16T10:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T11:18:40.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Woman's Daybook</title><content type='html'>I just love the idea of simplifying life. Just really focusing on the simple joys and necessities that each day holds...this is my &lt;strong&gt;wish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so, I am joining &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;/a&gt;, in search of the simplified pot of gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540182648207001890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOKuw_EpSSI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/PShnrFKQWa8/s400/small%2Bsimple%2Bwoman%2Bicon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For Tuesday, November 16th 2010:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window&lt;/strong&gt;....it is a dreary, rainy day; but I'm thankful for cooler temps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking&lt;/strong&gt;...Of all my little side projects I want to cross off my list this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for&lt;/strong&gt;...much. But more specifically today, my friends :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the Kitchen&lt;/strong&gt;...the coffee smells glorious; and the dishes need to be washed :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing&lt;/strong&gt;...My faded Boston Red Sox t-shirt and my favorite froggy pj bottoms :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating&lt;/strong&gt;...A gift for Susan's Open House (I am making her a table runner).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going&lt;/strong&gt;...to get ready for work soon! Praying for a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;em&gt;Flowers in the Attic&lt;/em&gt; by V.C. Andrews. OMGoodness; such a good book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping&lt;/strong&gt;...that my brother, Joshua, will come home for Thanksgiving. I have a lot of recipes I am making with &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt; in mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing&lt;/strong&gt;...the rain softly fall outside my window, and my furbabies play in the other room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house&lt;/strong&gt;...I wonder if I'll have enough time to do a quick 'sweep clean' before work? &lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things&lt;/strong&gt;...is the coffee i'm drinking~enhanced with Pumpkin Spice creamer :) nom nom nom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week&lt;/strong&gt;...Clear out the back bedrooms, finish planning my menu for Turkey Day, and work on my project for Susan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is a picture for thought I am sharing&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540181699752914546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOKt5xzkbnI/AAAAAAAAAzI/J6ApNx-rlSo/s400/ButterflyChic%2B005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this pillow last year. It says~"&lt;em&gt;Don't pray for an easy life; but to be a strong person"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It's a favorite of mine, and sits on a shelf in our living room. What do you think? I &lt;strong&gt;lurve&lt;/strong&gt; the vintage fabric!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2232532487569603419-5329594510931945212?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5329594510931945212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/simple-womans-daybook.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5329594510931945212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5329594510931945212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='The Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOKuw_EpSSI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/PShnrFKQWa8/s72-c/small%2Bsimple%2Bwoman%2Bicon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-3132695769740339243</id><published>2010-11-15T10:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T11:26:02.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellany Monday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt; memes in one day..I'm on a roLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carissagraham.com/search/label/miscellany%20monday"&gt;&lt;img hspace="none" alt="Miscellany Monday @ lowercase letters" vspace="none" src="http://i617.photobucket.com/albums/tt255/ElvishAuthoress/MMbutton3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Today is my Big Brother Paul's Bday! Go &lt;a href="http://vintageprims.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read what my Mom wrote about him today :) ((It's sooo cute!))&lt;br /&gt;2. I completely rearranged my kitchen yesterday! I moved the baker's rack from our dining room into the kitchen, and moved around my appliances &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; organized my cabinets. Change is good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. I left my copy of &lt;em&gt;Flowers in the Attic&lt;/em&gt; in my desk at work on Friday! I have been missing it ever so much this weeekend :(&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm so ready for this week! Why you ask? Because Thanksgiving is next week! :))&lt;br /&gt;5. I went and bought a rake yesterday...and didn't even get around to using it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. The Man and I watched &lt;strong&gt;Grown Ups &lt;/strong&gt;yesterday...it was soo hilarious! Looks like another one I'll be adding to my Adam Sandler collection (I heart him!)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. I spoke with Shannon last night on the phone for awhile...of our trip to the beach next summer, a Monty Python show down in Charleston in January, and how she should buy me a GPS because I'll get lost. Ridiculously lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-3132695769740339243?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3132695769740339243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/miscellany-monday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3132695769740339243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3132695769740339243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/miscellany-monday.html' title='Miscellany Monday....'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5121321762344512957</id><published>2010-11-15T10:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T10:45:31.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Me On Monday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOFT-t0G4FI/AAAAAAAAAzA/AmNG0szeMwA/s1600/MeetMonday-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539801353557565522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOFT-t0G4FI/AAAAAAAAAzA/AmNG0szeMwA/s400/MeetMonday-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm linking up this week with &lt;a href="http://nevergrowingold.blogspot.com/"&gt;Never Growing Old&lt;/a&gt; for this week's Meet Me On Monday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This week's questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Do you Eat Sushi?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;What Kind of Bath Soap do you use?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;How often do you talk with your Mom?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;What TV Shows do you watch on a regular basis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Did you start Christmas Shopping yet?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My answers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;I only have once...and it wasn't that bad! I actually went back for seconds :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2.&lt;em&gt; Dove--for both body wash and bath soap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;I talk with my Mom EVERY DAY. If I don't talk with her, I go visit her. She lives 5 minutes down the road..so it's never hard to find her ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;Dexter, Boardwalk Empire, Forensic Files, Law &amp;amp; Order: SVU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;NO! Omgoodness...I'm always wayyy behind. It's a terrible habit. And one I hope to remedy...next year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-5121321762344512957?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5121321762344512957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/meet-me-on-monday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5121321762344512957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5121321762344512957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/meet-me-on-monday.html' title='Meet Me On Monday..'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TOFT-t0G4FI/AAAAAAAAAzA/AmNG0szeMwA/s72-c/MeetMonday-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4848668959448555412</id><published>2010-11-14T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T19:28:25.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like...Whoa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/luVjkTEIoJc/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/luVjkTEIoJc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/luVjkTEIoJc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I haven't specified enough before...but I'm a geek. We're talking Sci-Fi watcher, book nerd, WoW player...it's pretty bad. &lt;br /&gt;I came across this video earlier on YouTube...Star Trek Meets Monty Python!!&lt;br /&gt;It made me smile, and laugh...then back to smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Watch.Laugh.Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4848668959448555412?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4848668959448555412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-likewhoa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4848668959448555412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4848668959448555412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-likewhoa.html' title='It&apos;s like...Whoa.'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5742107585769807185</id><published>2010-11-13T22:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T23:13:32.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday 9: Just What I Needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TN9d6NoCbFI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Vh4axOkFeS0/s1600/The_Cars_-_The_Essentials.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539249321360387154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TN9d6NoCbFI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Vh4axOkFeS0/s400/The_Cars_-_The_Essentials.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I &lt;strong&gt;adore&lt;/strong&gt; new memes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt; Who was the last person to enter your life and was just what you needed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dear friend, Susan. She's pretty much transformed into my bestie, for sure. We met while going to RCC, and we now work together @ MMH! I am so blessed and thankful to have her in my life. She's a terrific friend, and just what I needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;What is one of your fondest childhood memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making tents in the living room with my brothers and watching movies. I miss those days oh so much &gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;What would you like to be doing in 7 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would &lt;strong&gt;lurve &lt;/strong&gt;to be a mommy to two; continue working to be a Proverbs 31 wife; Earn more advancements @ MMH-go as high as I can!...and just be the best wife, mother, daughter, friend (and blogger!) I can be :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Tell us about a blogging pet peeve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm, I would have to agree with &lt;a href="http://blackeverydaylife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;and say grammar. I'm not saying I'm the most grammatically correct human being, but it irks me from time to time. (My mom also majored in English, so this could be why! She was ALWAYS correcting me growing up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Tell us about a general pet peeve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Off the top of my head...people who do not return shopping carts to their designated areas in the parking lot! C'mon people...is it that difficult?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;For one day, who would you like to trade places with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Random, but Tabitha King (author Stephen King's wife). I would just like to see what it would be like to spend a day with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;7.&lt;strong&gt; Where is your least favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stuck in traffic...thankfully I live in a small town, so this doesn't happen often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;8.&lt;strong&gt; What do you like about fall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The smells, the chill in the air, sweaters, falling leaves, the thought of Thanksgiving &amp;amp; Christmas just around the corner...everything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;9.&lt;strong&gt; If you or someone you know is chronically late, do you believe it's the result of poor planning or choosing to be late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe a little of both. I am always atleast 10-15 minutes early to Everything; but if I'm late, it's probably because I got lost (it happens!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((Hope you enjoyed!!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-5742107585769807185?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5742107585769807185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/saturday-9-just-what-i-needed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5742107585769807185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5742107585769807185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/saturday-9-just-what-i-needed.html' title='Saturday 9: Just What I Needed'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TN9d6NoCbFI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Vh4axOkFeS0/s72-c/The_Cars_-_The_Essentials.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-6879307485493686179</id><published>2010-11-13T20:29:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T21:26:35.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Wonderful Life..&amp; An Award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TN88OaQxafI/AAAAAAAAAyg/8tLqhezyroc/s1600/movie_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I'm starting to really believe it is. Every year, starting around this time up until New Year's, The Man and I watch &lt;strong&gt;It's a Wonderful Life&lt;/strong&gt; without fail. It is our most favorite movie, Christmas or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a &lt;strong&gt;wonderful &lt;/strong&gt;Saturday! We woke up early to get The Man's hair cut @ my Mom's salon (yes, she's a hairdresser..). His hair grows like a weed, and needs a good cut every 3 weeks. I wish my hair grew like his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dropped The Man off after that and went with my Mom and Aunt Cathy Goodwillin'! And being the bargain shopper that I am, I bought &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;pairs of new shoes for work for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$7&lt;/span&gt;! Brand new!&lt;br /&gt;I also bought &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;pairs of slacks and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; tops (also for work) for&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; $18&lt;/span&gt;! Yowza, yowza, yowza...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEN, The Man and I went to Lowe's to do some pricin'. We're wanting to buy all new doors for the bedrooms/bathrooms, and also one for the back door leading to the deck....also paint...also wood flooring...and ceiling fans. We are going to be some busy little bees here soon!&lt;br /&gt;Before we left Lowe's though, we did buy a cute new Christmas mat for the front porch. We find it a little sad how excited we were over our small purchase. But we're geeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening has been very low-key. Saturday night is 'Spaghetti Night' here in the Terry home, and boy was it good :) Our evening ends with watching &lt;strong&gt;It's a Wonderful Life&lt;/strong&gt;..and it made me think; I really &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; have a &lt;strong&gt;wonderful &lt;/strong&gt;life! I took a glimpse of The Man a little bit ago, and thought-"I love this guy soooo much." Butterflies entered my belly shortly afterward.&lt;br /&gt;((sigh))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Award!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539215993963640354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TN8_mTZddiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/40wBkWAoHj4/s400/AwardStylish-Blogger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kit @ &lt;a href="http://lifeofascott.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Step Into My Life&lt;/a&gt; awarded me with the &lt;strong&gt;Stylish Blogger Award&lt;/strong&gt;; and for this I am greatly honored and most appreciative! Thank you, Kit! YOU are awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Terms of receiving:&lt;br /&gt;*Thank the person who gave you the award ..::wink::..&lt;br /&gt;*Tell 7 facts about me...&lt;br /&gt;*Give the award to 7 bloggers that I adore&lt;br /&gt;*Leave a comment and tell the bloggers about the award..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Facts, Jack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. I have read &lt;strong&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/strong&gt; atleast 6 times. And each time it becomes even more magical. I simply adore it.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Music&lt;/strong&gt; HAS to be playing when I'm cleaning the house. I physically cannot clean without it.&lt;br /&gt;3. I &lt;strong&gt;sleep&lt;/strong&gt; in our bed every night with The Man and our&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big dogs&lt;/span&gt;. Methinks this is why I am so tired all of the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. I've picked out my &lt;strong&gt;children's names&lt;/strong&gt; :) If we have a boy, his name will be Harrison McKenly. If we have a girl, her name will be Stella Dae. (I'll write a seperate post of why I chose these names @ a later date)...&lt;br /&gt;5. I cannot stand my &lt;strong&gt;feet&lt;/strong&gt; to be touched! I'll give myself pedicures, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;6. My favorite &lt;strong&gt;scent&lt;/strong&gt; from B&amp;amp;BW was Juniper Breeze...which is sadly no more :( Boo.&lt;br /&gt;7. I go to &lt;strong&gt;Cracker Barrel&lt;/strong&gt; a lot of times just to shop. But I usually am tempted to stop and grab a bite, too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I give this most awesome&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; award&lt;/span&gt; to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aleasa @ &lt;a href="http://www.aleasa.net/"&gt;Happy Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lil' Mama J @&lt;a href="http://thisbeautifulmessofmine.blogspot.com/"&gt;This Beautiful Mess&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lisa @ &lt;a href="http://thetollivertimes.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Tolliver Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MishMish @ &lt;a href="http://www.mishmish.org/"&gt;Daily Venting &amp;amp; Exclamations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Christina @ &lt;a href="http://mcgx2.blogspot.com/"&gt;And For Good Measure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Elise @ &lt;a href="http://confessionsfromelise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Confessions of a Brown Eyes Twenty Something&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jo @ &lt;a href="http://blackeverydaylife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Everyday Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy it, Ladies! Go.Accept your award.Give Linky Love.And Be Blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-6879307485493686179?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6879307485493686179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-wonderful-life-award.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6879307485493686179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6879307485493686179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-wonderful-life-award.html' title='It&apos;s A Wonderful Life..&amp; An Award!'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TN8_mTZddiI/AAAAAAAAAyo/40wBkWAoHj4/s72-c/AwardStylish-Blogger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-6781428653696353867</id><published>2010-11-12T10:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T10:15:24.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Link up with Lauren today @ &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Little Things We Do&lt;/a&gt; to play :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;The most spontaneous thing I've ever done was &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;go to a concert only mere hours before my friend called me to say he had an extra ticket. The trigger? Boredom. I had nothing better to do..and it was free, ya'll! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The best gift I've ever received was &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Man. God brought him into my life with perfect timing. He &lt;strong&gt;does&lt;/strong&gt; answer prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;A time that I was truly and genuinly surprised was &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when everyone I worked with threw me a surprise Wedding shower. They had me believing we were under a fire drill, and for me to stay in the classroom with the children (i was working at a daycare at this time). They COMPLETELY surprised me! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't leave the house without &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my cell phone, chapstick, and a book. One never knows when you can read :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite day of the week is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday. Mainly because it's one of my free days, and I can choose what I get to do on this day. Although, I mainly end up running errands, cleaning, do grocery shopping. But I usually clear the evening to spend with either friends or family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something that can always make me laugh is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Man, again. Even if I'm feeling down and just in an awful mood--he picks me up with some joke or another! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My perfect day would include &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleeping in late, spend time in either a library or bookstore, go to Outback for some delicious steak and bloomin' onion....and end it lying in the arms of The Man. **Cue for awww noises**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((Work 11-11p today...and then my weekend can begin! I hope ya'll have a truly blessed day!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-6781428653696353867?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6781428653696353867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/fill-in-blank-friday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6781428653696353867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6781428653696353867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/fill-in-blank-friday.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday...'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-3477659217110489180</id><published>2010-11-11T22:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T22:53:04.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You &amp; I have Memories....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I come home from work and start reading all of my bloggy friends posts...and Lo and Behold i find this CUTE questionaire posted about couples. I, of course, had to indulge myself and do it too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;What are your middle names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My middle name is Rachel; The Man's middle name is McKenley.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;How long have you been together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We've been together for 5 years; married for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;strong&gt; How long did you know each other before you started dating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Uhm...2 months? Yeah, 2 months (haha).&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Who asked who out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He actually thought we were already dating lol. So I made him ask me out!&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;How old are each of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am 26; The Man will be the big 3-0 next month!&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Did you go to the same school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes; but he was a senior when I was a freshman...so we didn't really run in the same crowd.&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Are you from the same home town?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yup! We grew up just 5 minutes away from each other and never knew it!&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Who is the smartest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hmm...Well when it comes to math, The Man has got me beat. But music? Yeah, my knowledge of this blows his mind ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Who majored in what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Man hasn't actually finished, but he is majoring in Accounting. I majored in Medical Office Administration.&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Who is the most sensitive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Actually, I feel like I'm the 'dude' in the relationship! Things that I probably should be sensitive about, I'm not but HE is! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Not far...only to Myrtle Beach, SC--which is only about a 5 hour drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Who has the worst temper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ME!!! Oh yes, it's true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;How many children do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We both feel that 2 is a good, even number lol. But we would be happy when anything! (He wants a girl, and I want a boy lol. see, opposites)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;Who does the cooking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bless his heart, The Man tries...but I do the cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;Who is more social?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Definitely me! Our parents are so shocked that we even carry on conversations because he's so quiet and shy. But when it's just he and I, &lt;strong&gt;believe&lt;/strong&gt; me, he talks!&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;Who is the neat freak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Again, me. I'm constantly pickingup after him! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;Who is the most stubborn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think we're both stubborn when it comes to certain things...so I guess we're equal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;Who wakes up earlier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He does; I could sleep all day if I could! I'm a nite owl :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19. &lt;strong&gt;Where was your first date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;To our local Drive-In Theater (One of the few still in existent! Right here in our small town (: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;Who has the biggest family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He does, mainly because of our nieces and nephews. His side sure is fertile!&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;Do you get flowers often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sadly no. When The Man does buy me flowers...I better know something is up!&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;How do you spend the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thanksgiving we spend half the day @ his dad's house; and the other half @ mine. Christmas Eve is spent with his family; Christmas is spent with mine. It's worked beautifully for 5 years now!&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;Who is more jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HE IS! And I am for serious.&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;How long did it take to get serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He proposed to me after 7 months, on Christmas Eve actually :)&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;Who eats more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We both can put the hurtin' on some food! Nom nom nom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;26. &lt;strong&gt;What do you do for a living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I work @ our local Hospital in the Patient Access Department doing pre-registrations and scheduling for surgeries (I'm the backbone!); The Man is a departmental manager at Wal-Mart. Yeah...he just loves Wally World (not.)&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;strong&gt;Who does the laundry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The first time The Man did laundry, all of my white clothes were somehow different shades. I do the laundry now. It's safer that way. Poor whites....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;28. &lt;strong&gt;Who's better with the computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hmm...equal I suppose. I'm more 'techy' though.&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;Who drives when you are together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I ADORE driving; so it's usually me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;What is your song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Barry White's 'Can't Get Enough of Your Love'&lt;br /&gt;(A little soul is necessary in life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you enjoyed! And if you &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; want to know how The Man and I Met, click the tab at the top of my blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please, take these questions and share! :) Would love to get to know more about you and your special someone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-3477659217110489180?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3477659217110489180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-i-have-memories.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3477659217110489180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3477659217110489180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-i-have-memories.html' title='You &amp; I have Memories....'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4657281471097918147</id><published>2010-11-11T09:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:39:37.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hug a Veteran Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNv_LsfSaHI/AAAAAAAAAyY/-Sgdu2l1n3Q/s1600/Memorial%2BDay%2B5-24-09%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 356px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538300743168190578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNv_LsfSaHI/AAAAAAAAAyY/-Sgdu2l1n3Q/s400/Memorial%2BDay%2B5-24-09%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNv9Un2rKcI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/m0jpqFyL400/s1600/ww22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538298697519671746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNv9Un2rKcI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/m0jpqFyL400/s400/ww22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNv9RtzN5XI/AAAAAAAAAyI/I2fyUceAtuE/s1600/ww21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538298647576175986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNv9RtzN5XI/AAAAAAAAAyI/I2fyUceAtuE/s400/ww21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNv9MCUABuI/AAAAAAAAAyA/2-H17NkKZCA/s1600/ww2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538298550003173090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNv9MCUABuI/AAAAAAAAAyA/2-H17NkKZCA/s400/ww2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do all these photos have in common? War; selflessness, but most of all...&lt;strong&gt;freedom&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's something that a lot of people (especially &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; generation) forget too easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was WWII, and times were suspenseful. But these times, I know not of. The only view I have are through the eyes of my Poppa.&lt;br /&gt;He fought in WWII, and stormed the beaches of Normandy (the beginning of &lt;strong&gt;'Saving Private Ryan'&lt;/strong&gt;? That was my Poppa).&lt;br /&gt;He served, fought, and his bravery has been passed down to me, so that I may live to tell his story to my children one day.&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't meant to die then, God had other plans for him. He was meant to survive, marry my Grandma, live to see his three children, five grandchildren, and two great-grandchildren born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love him so very much, and am so thankful for my freedom he fought so hard for me to have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I see when I look at my Poppa is strength, love, bravery, but most of all....his bright blue laughing eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4657281471097918147?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4657281471097918147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/hug-veteran-today.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4657281471097918147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4657281471097918147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/hug-veteran-today.html' title='Hug a Veteran Today'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNv_LsfSaHI/AAAAAAAAAyY/-Sgdu2l1n3Q/s72-c/Memorial%2BDay%2B5-24-09%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-8660471551787306819</id><published>2010-11-10T11:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T11:10:46.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Loving Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's my very first WILW! And I am LOVING that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537953261313971586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNrDJltV1YI/AAAAAAAAAxo/XWM_kdsh6JM/s400/WILW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am &lt;strong&gt;loving&lt;/strong&gt; that tomorrow I begin &lt;strong&gt;training&lt;/strong&gt; on the new Scheduling module at work :) My boss came into my office yesterday and asked me if I could come in earlier to do this training. I said but of course! She also said that she is getting me ready for my 'new phase'...Which means dear friends--&lt;strong&gt;A Promotion&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;2. I am &lt;strong&gt;loving&lt;/strong&gt; that &lt;strong&gt;eggnog&lt;/strong&gt; is now ready for purchase in stores! Mmm, a tradition for me; and it brings back so many good memories from childhood...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. I am &lt;strong&gt;loving&lt;/strong&gt; that &lt;strong&gt;The Man&lt;/strong&gt; bought me &lt;strong&gt;Home ALone&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation&lt;/strong&gt; the other night :) He's such a good one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. And I am&lt;strong&gt; loving&lt;/strong&gt; all my &lt;strong&gt;followers&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;commentors&lt;/strong&gt; right now! Ya'll are just the sweetest, and I love reading all your kind words daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go link up with &lt;a href="http://www.littledaisymay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt; and start loving something today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((&lt;em&gt;Sorry for no pictures today, guys...I'm running behind as always!!))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-8660471551787306819?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/8660471551787306819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-im-loving-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/8660471551787306819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/8660471551787306819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-im-loving-wednesday.html' title='What I&apos;m Loving Wednesday...'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNrDJltV1YI/AAAAAAAAAxo/XWM_kdsh6JM/s72-c/WILW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7799587516865831011</id><published>2010-11-09T10:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T10:43:10.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 30: A PictuRe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like many of my other bloggy friends who have participated in this 30 day blogging challenge hosted by &lt;a href="http://katieslifejourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;, I'm very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;! I have met and made some&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; wonderful&lt;/span&gt; friends through this challenge...and for that, I am forever &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, as the old saying goes-"Don't&lt;strong&gt; cry&lt;/strong&gt; because it's over; &lt;strong&gt;Smile&lt;/strong&gt; because it happened."&lt;br /&gt;And I will do just that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537574362748455250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNlqiyjuiVI/AAAAAAAAAxg/4TgOfNPcHQw/s400/online_friends_comment_10.gif" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I found this picture online, and thought it was Too Stinkin' Cute not to share for today! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's completely &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I hope the Lord continues to bless each and every one of you! I hope He blesses your families &amp;amp; blogs daily....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had so much fun this past month, and will continue to visit all of you, and learn more about you &lt;strong&gt;wonderful &lt;/strong&gt;people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; that you guys continue to read my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt; and get to know &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; better, too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go.Be Blessed.Enrich your lives.And know that I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adore&lt;/span&gt; you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7799587516865831011?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7799587516865831011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-30-picture.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7799587516865831011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7799587516865831011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-30-picture.html' title='Day 30: A PictuRe'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNlqiyjuiVI/AAAAAAAAAxg/4TgOfNPcHQw/s72-c/online_friends_comment_10.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-1773980815539765557</id><published>2010-11-08T10:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T10:48:47.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 29: 3 Wishes &amp; Wow, 101 Followers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooh, another tough one. Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I &lt;strong&gt;wish&lt;/strong&gt; to get &lt;strong&gt;pregnant&lt;/strong&gt; soon. &lt;em&gt;((keep wishin.and hopin. and prayin.))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I &lt;strong&gt;wish &lt;/strong&gt;to always be the &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; that people see in me&lt;br /&gt;3. I &lt;strong&gt;wish&lt;/strong&gt; to grow closer with the&lt;strong&gt; Lord&lt;/strong&gt;, and give Him my &lt;strong&gt;whole heart&lt;/strong&gt; daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also&lt;strong&gt; hope &lt;/strong&gt;that this work week goes beautifully for me, and that my worries are few.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any 'xtra' hours @ work this week, so my weekend will be free! &lt;em&gt;((YaY!))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Saturday, I plan on doing absolutely nothing-except miscellaneous stuff around the house.&lt;br /&gt;I am on the hunt for a Church home, so Sunday we'll be visiting a local church.&lt;br /&gt;What do ya'll look for in a Church? I just want someplace that feels like home to me; and also where the Pastor follows the Word of God thoroughly ((&lt;em&gt;you have no idea how many churches I've been to, and the Pastor goes astray when it comes to the Word))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I promise to visit all of you today and see what the &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt; people are doing (&lt;em&gt;and wishing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I noticed yesterday that I hit &lt;strong&gt;101 followers! &lt;/strong&gt;I feel so loved, and happy, and blessed! And because all of you are so &lt;strong&gt;awesome, &lt;/strong&gt;I will be having a &lt;strong&gt;Giveaway&lt;/strong&gt; for my followers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So don't go far, details will be posted &lt;strong&gt;soooon&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;((I &lt;strong&gt;wish&lt;/strong&gt; you all a long and happy life))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-1773980815539765557?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1773980815539765557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-29-3-wishes-wow-101-followers.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1773980815539765557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1773980815539765557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-29-3-wishes-wow-101-followers.html' title='Day 29: 3 Wishes &amp; Wow, 101 Followers!'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4067404297395170449</id><published>2010-11-07T09:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T09:16:57.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 28: What Stresses Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish, friends, that I could honestly tell you I'm not the type of person who doesn't worry or stress out. But we're honest here in my Blogtopia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work&lt;/strong&gt;--it just depends on any given day; and how nice the patients are that I call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Money&lt;/strong&gt;--who isn't stressed out by money? It truly is the &lt;strong&gt;root of all evil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classes&lt;/strong&gt;--ugh, need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Being Rushed&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;em&gt;If I'm running late...I get completely stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;The World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Look around you, friends. I pray for our nation and it's leaders daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--I stay in constant prayer for everyone within my family. Be it for health, finances, salvation (for some). I love them so much, worrying about them gets me stressed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm sure there are more things that stress me out. But those are just small, mundane incidents that happy daily in our life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm still working on giving all my problems, worries, concerns (&lt;em&gt;etc)&lt;/em&gt; to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek His will in all you do, and He will show you which path to take.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3: 5-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;((And I'm sorry I didn't get to anyone's pages yesterday!! I was busy...and then I passed out! lol))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I work today 11-11p...but I will try and make an effort to visit all of you beautiful people :)&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll&lt;strong&gt; rock&lt;/strong&gt; my world and make me &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt;! :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4067404297395170449?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4067404297395170449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-28-what-stresses-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4067404297395170449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4067404297395170449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-28-what-stresses-me.html' title='Day 28: What Stresses Me'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5079308391865332291</id><published>2010-11-06T21:10:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:40:22.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday updates :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today has been SUCH a busy day!&lt;br /&gt;((&lt;em&gt;But a wonderful one))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;My day started with a new furniture purchase! Yes, I bought a deep brick red sectional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;((I apologize for no pictures---my camera is no more))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And guess how much this butterflychic paid for it? $350! I am very proud of my bargain purchase, and &lt;strong&gt;The Man&lt;/strong&gt; is quite impressed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon, we took my Daddy out for his traditional birthday dinner. I look forward to taking him out every year! It's such a blessing to eat out and have fun fellowship with family&lt;br /&gt;((&lt;em&gt;nothing can compare))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward, &lt;strong&gt;The Man&lt;/strong&gt; and I drove to Greensboro (about 45 minutes away) to shop. Yes, we live in such a small secluded town, that all the &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; stores are 30-45 minutes away! LoL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I brought home more goodies...from Bath &amp;amp; Body Works :) I've been reading where so many of my *new* bloggy friends have recently purchased the holiday scents from B&amp;amp;BW...well...I just had to try them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536612306567949634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNX_jwAJ7UI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/xoBlUD7eUD0/s400/winter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't tried this baby out yet...but I have a feeling it's going to smell beautimous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536612139848481186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNX_aC7IuaI/AAAAAAAAAxI/uy82hy2r-r0/s400/frostedcranberry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning this darling right now. Friends, please. Go.Buy.This.Candle.Now.&lt;br /&gt;((&lt;em&gt;Your life just might depend on it))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we also purchased the Spiced Cider scented Wallflower...WoW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All my candle purchases will be from B&amp;amp;BW now...they have completely sold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;((And giving me a months worth of coupons won me as well))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((&lt;em&gt;Sigh))&lt;/em&gt; I must enter the real world again; and finish some &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; last minute chores. I work 11-11p tomorrow in the ER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;((What shananigans will show up tomorrow, I wonder?))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-5079308391865332291?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5079308391865332291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/saturday-updates.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5079308391865332291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5079308391865332291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/saturday-updates.html' title='Saturday updates :)'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNX_jwAJ7UI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/xoBlUD7eUD0/s72-c/winter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-1697561521991315854</id><published>2010-11-06T00:45:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T12:37:47.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 27: Pets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or rather, my &lt;strong&gt;children.&lt;/strong&gt; When you don't have any kids...your animals become your children very quickly! And yes, we spoil them rotten 'round here ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, I'd like to speak first of Sweet &lt;strong&gt;Misty&lt;/strong&gt;. She passed away a month ago, and was truly &lt;strong&gt;The Man's&lt;/strong&gt; baby. He had her for 11 long years; and is still mourning her death even now.&lt;br /&gt;We miss you every day, Misty. Our lives will never be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536295687848757666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNTfmHXAiaI/AAAAAAAAAxA/jAwzyes8E_U/s400/sweet+misty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;RIP Misty 1999-2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536295568270002962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNTffJ5NixI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Ik6spGaka2k/s400/everything+271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is our &lt;strong&gt;Annabelle&lt;/strong&gt; (or as well call her, "&lt;strong&gt;Annie&lt;/strong&gt;"). She is a timid baby. Very shy, and very scared of the camera. It's hard for me to take a picture of you, darling! &lt;strong&gt;The Man&lt;/strong&gt; bought you for me as our one year 'dating' anniversary gift. I fell in &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; with you instantly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNTfQH4WFRI/AAAAAAAAAww/E5rs218ehuA/s1600/everything+244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536295310031459602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNTfQH4WFRI/AAAAAAAAAww/E5rs218ehuA/s400/everything+244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is &lt;strong&gt;The Man&lt;/strong&gt; with our &lt;strong&gt;Elijah&lt;/strong&gt;. You, friends, are witnessing a nightly ritual in our household. &lt;strong&gt;Elijah&lt;/strong&gt; usually lays like a baby in his lap, wrapped in blankets and surrounded by pillows. She also is a bed hog. But we loves her anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNTe7_e8FUI/AAAAAAAAAwo/vEEeNBfEz9k/s1600/elliot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536294964180030786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNTe7_e8FUI/AAAAAAAAAwo/vEEeNBfEz9k/s400/elliot2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elijah&lt;/strong&gt; usually likes to lick &lt;strong&gt;Elliot's&lt;/strong&gt; ears. He's such a pushover ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNTe4YffVYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/c_vni_1G-GE/s1600/elliot5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536294902173750658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNTe4YffVYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/c_vni_1G-GE/s400/elliot5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;Elliot&lt;/strong&gt;. Seriously, how can you not love that face??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536294508877535042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNTehfWXV0I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/PE8BvIDMvlo/s400/everything+130+copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Elijah&lt;/strong&gt;, our little ham. She certainly loves the camera, and adores attention! She must be like her Mama :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536294330719827026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNTeXHqQdFI/AAAAAAAAAwI/vh99xak3tIw/s400/annabelle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Annie&lt;/strong&gt;, you will always be my sweet gift. I'm so glad God put you in my life and heart. You are such a loyal and good natured baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2232532487569603419-1697561521991315854?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1697561521991315854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-27-pets.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1697561521991315854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1697561521991315854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-27-pets.html' title='Day 27: Pets'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNTfmHXAiaI/AAAAAAAAAxA/jAwzyes8E_U/s72-c/sweet+misty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-1190759497707755006</id><published>2010-11-05T11:15:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T11:40:20.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 26: Picture of Your Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQlRmKnyDI/AAAAAAAAAv4/F-Hy3n_J3PM/s1600/jasonandsarah3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536090826178283570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQlRmKnyDI/AAAAAAAAAv4/F-Hy3n_J3PM/s400/jasonandsarah3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Man and I @ the Zoo last month. He's so suave ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQidnDaK2I/AAAAAAAAAvw/SAd8JWfur9g/s1600/minnesota+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536087734040013666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQidnDaK2I/AAAAAAAAAvw/SAd8JWfur9g/s400/minnesota+049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My oldest brother, Paul, and I...I miss him :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQiAsNW-lI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Rtpt3ZAE3Io/s1600/Memorial+Day+5-24-09+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 356px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536087237207718482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQiAsNW-lI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Rtpt3ZAE3Io/s400/Memorial+Day+5-24-09+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My beautiful grandparents. They have my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQh0owiQbI/AAAAAAAAAvg/TVMHq0ZswZ4/s1600/LONG+trip+09%27+280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536087030123086258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQh0owiQbI/AAAAAAAAAvg/TVMHq0ZswZ4/s400/LONG+trip+09%27+280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother, Joshua, and I. Aren't we Silly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQheOJxQGI/AAAAAAAAAvY/BhvVd03zqk8/s1600/everything+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536086645024047202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQheOJxQGI/AAAAAAAAAvY/BhvVd03zqk8/s400/everything+056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I....we're majorly silly. But you only live life once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQhO3dXgAI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/YvziRmUIVMA/s1600/everything+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536086381234192386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQhO3dXgAI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/YvziRmUIVMA/s400/everything+050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt Cathy and I. She, too, is my sister :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQhAP3FfBI/AAAAAAAAAvI/joc225ScuJQ/s1600/everything+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536086130086476818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQhAP3FfBI/AAAAAAAAAvI/joc225ScuJQ/s400/everything+035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My crazy Uncle Bill and I. He has the Hulk Hogan mustache! bhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQgh-9F9pI/AAAAAAAAAvA/rhfNt5zJo0M/s1600/medaddy2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536085610152195730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQgh-9F9pI/AAAAAAAAAvA/rhfNt5zJo0M/s400/medaddy2006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And lastly, my wonderful Daddy. Yeah...he has the southern pride, alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-1190759497707755006?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1190759497707755006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-26-picture-of-your-family.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1190759497707755006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1190759497707755006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-26-picture-of-your-family.html' title='Day 26: Picture of Your Family'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TNQlRmKnyDI/AAAAAAAAAv4/F-Hy3n_J3PM/s72-c/jasonandsarah3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-3233757199743208560</id><published>2010-11-04T23:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T23:57:59.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And Another One....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Giveaway, that is. Tis' the Season, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;((and can you tell I really wanna win?))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Go to Lynnette's blog &lt;a href="http://lynnettekraft.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dancing Barefoot On Weathered Ground&lt;/a&gt; to win a $100 Gift Certificate to any CSN store of your liking!&lt;br /&gt;Cool, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Giveaways make me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;((and so do you))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-3233757199743208560?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3233757199743208560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-another-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3233757199743208560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3233757199743208560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-another-one.html' title='And Another One....'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7850822667792925475</id><published>2010-11-04T22:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T22:12:19.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Giveaway...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You simply &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; check out!&lt;br /&gt;Head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.everydaymomideas.com/2010/11/premium-blogger-blog-makeover-giveaway.html"&gt;Everyday Mom Ideas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to read more and enter to win a new blog package from &lt;a href="http://www.sosweetdesigns.net/"&gt;So Sweet Designs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you heard it first from SayRah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go.Check it out.Blog.Enter to Win.Enjoy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7850822667792925475?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7850822667792925475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7850822667792925475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7850822667792925475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/giveaway.html' title='A Giveaway...'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-2419116015121566186</id><published>2010-11-04T11:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T11:16:13.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 25: Put Ipod on shuffle...first 10 songs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe there are only 5 days left in our challenge with &lt;a href="http://katieslifejourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie's Journey&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time flies when you're having fun, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, today we are putting our Ipod on shuffle, and listing the first 10 songs played.&lt;br /&gt;I love this challenge...because I love music! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) &lt;em&gt;Simple Minds--&lt;strong&gt;Don't you forget about me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) &lt;em&gt;Tom Petty--&lt;strong&gt;Refugee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3) &lt;em&gt;Red Hot Chili Peppers--&lt;strong&gt;Porcelain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4) &lt;em&gt;The Beatles--&lt;strong&gt;Something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;5) &lt;em&gt;Fuel--&lt;strong&gt;Shimmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;6)&lt;em&gt; Sublime--&lt;strong&gt;Santeria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;7) &lt;em&gt;Jason Mraz--&lt;strong&gt;You and I Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;8) &lt;em&gt;Gordon Lightfoot--&lt;strong&gt;Sundown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;9) &lt;em&gt;Coldplay--&lt;strong&gt;The Scientist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10) &lt;em&gt;Avenged Sevenfold--&lt;strong&gt;Seize The Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;LOL looking at my list; you can pretty much see what I like to listen to! 70's, 80's and 90's! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait to see what everyone else is listening to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-2419116015121566186?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2419116015121566186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-25-put-ipod-on-shufflefirst-10.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2419116015121566186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2419116015121566186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-25-put-ipod-on-shufflefirst-10.html' title='Day 25: Put Ipod on shuffle...first 10 songs!'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5670066889319839447</id><published>2010-11-04T10:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T11:04:44.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks, Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://southbreezefarm.blogspot.com/2010/10/2010-giving-thanks-challenge.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://southbreezefarm.blogspot.com/2010/10/2010-giving-thanks-challenge.html" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/5115592502_1ed0142cb4_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's Day 4 of the Giving Thanks Challenge &lt;em&gt;((Click button above to enter))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thankful &lt;/span&gt;for my parents. I truly couldn't ask for more loving and understanding parents than the ones I have. My mom is amazing. She's more than just a mom; she truly is my best friend. She's always been the type of mom I could tell anything to, and she has passed on her love for the Lord onto me. We love to take random drives with each other, just to talk. We love sewing and making crafts together. And we even dance when the mood strikes.&lt;br /&gt;My my dad is my world. He's not really my real&lt;strong&gt; dad&lt;/strong&gt;, but by golly he's the only one I've ever known. To me, you don't have to be a &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; in order to be a &lt;strong&gt;father&lt;/strong&gt;, because truthfully, it's just a title. He's given me love, shared advice, he gave me away to &lt;strong&gt;The Man&lt;/strong&gt; at our wedding, and he's shown me what it is to be a real &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt;. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thank&lt;/span&gt; Jesus every day for bringing him into our life; because it just wouldn't be the same without him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hear, my son, your father's instructions, and forsake not your mother's teaching, for they are a graceful garland for your head and pendents for your neck&lt;br /&gt;~Proverbs 1:8-9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-5670066889319839447?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5670066889319839447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/giving-thanks-day-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5670066889319839447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5670066889319839447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/giving-thanks-day-4.html' title='Giving Thanks, Day 4'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/5115592502_1ed0142cb4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-935426539068335517</id><published>2010-11-04T00:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T00:16:50.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah...Newness :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're here (which you obviously are if you're reading this!), I would &lt;strong&gt;lurve&lt;/strong&gt; for you to visit my new pages that I so recently wrote and published :)&lt;br /&gt;Read more &lt;strong&gt;about me&lt;/strong&gt;, find out &lt;strong&gt;How I met The Man&lt;/strong&gt;, learn how you can &lt;strong&gt;contact me&lt;/strong&gt;, and enjoy &lt;strong&gt;recipes&lt;/strong&gt; prepared me; tested and approved by &lt;strong&gt;The Man&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((Please note: the &lt;strong&gt;Recipe&lt;/strong&gt; page has no recipes posted yet...hey, there are only 24 hours in a day. Give me time, dear ones))...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also! My recent tweets (or not so recent....) are posted on the sidebar to your right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read.Tweet.Comment.Love♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-935426539068335517?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/935426539068335517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/ahnewness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/935426539068335517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/935426539068335517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/ahnewness.html' title='Ah...Newness :)'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-592453487370889067</id><published>2010-11-03T10:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:07:07.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks, Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://southbreezefarm.blogspot.com/2010/10/2010-giving-thanks-challenge.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://southbreezefarm.blogspot.com/2010/10/2010-giving-thanks-challenge.html" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/5115592502_1ed0142cb4_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chill is definitely in the air here in &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt; North Carolina. The leaves are falling, the smell of wood burning is in the air, and families are snuggling even closer together to stay warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Growing up in Orlanda, Fl, I never witnessed the change of seasons, I never knew how magical the Holidays could be simply by changing your surrounding, and we now have an excuse to use the fireplace and lay in front of it...watching the embers burn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for where I am now in my life. It seems like everything is falling into place. I've already said I'm thankful for my job, for The Man...today I'm thankful for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; bringing me this far, and for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt; He has placed within me. This isn't to say that I still don't worry (&lt;em&gt;because I do&lt;/em&gt;), but when you have faith that everything will turn out the way He wants it too...well....it's a major comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't we serve an awesome God?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 11:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remind myself of this scripture whenever my life starts to get hectic, and I have to stop and slow down. I also recite this verse to those who ask me-"What is faith?" or "How can you have faith?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How, you ask? It's easy if you&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; believe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-592453487370889067?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/592453487370889067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/giving-thanks-day-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/592453487370889067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/592453487370889067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/giving-thanks-day-3.html' title='Giving Thanks, Day 3'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/5115592502_1ed0142cb4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-6518373415931566049</id><published>2010-11-03T10:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T10:48:47.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 24: What I've Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still have a lot to learn; but there are some things I have learned along the way:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) The grass isn't always &lt;strong&gt;greener&lt;/strong&gt; on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt; isn't promised, so make &lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt; count&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) Looking back, my Mom was &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt; about &lt;strong&gt;everything!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) Your a&lt;strong&gt;ttitude&lt;/strong&gt; affects everyone; so make it a &lt;strong&gt;positive&lt;/strong&gt; one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5) Loose lips sink &lt;strong&gt;ships&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And lastly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6) Happy people dont have the best of &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;; they just make the best of what they &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-6518373415931566049?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6518373415931566049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-24-what-ive-learned.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6518373415931566049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6518373415931566049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-24-what-ive-learned.html' title='Day 24: What I&apos;ve Learned'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-8668147505139275902</id><published>2010-11-02T00:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T00:35:07.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged, again! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I sure do feel the love! Thank you, Kari, from &lt;a href="http://landkbusby.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Busy Busbys&lt;/a&gt;! You make me smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((1))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can only pack 3 things on vacation. What are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ooo. My ipod, my tattered copy of &lt;em&gt;To Kill A Mockingbird&lt;/em&gt;, and shampoo. I'll make The Man pack toothpaste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((2))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where would that vacation be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;England!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((3))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where was your first plane ride to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I've never been on a plane, yet. So I'll use my first bus ride trip, which was to NYC! Holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((4))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you prefer turkey or ham for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Preferably ham since I'm usually turkeyed out from Thanksgiving! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((5))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When is the earliest you shop for Christmas presents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sadly, I'm a slacker. So I usually do all of my shopping at one time, like 3 weeks before the Big day. ((sigh)) Next year I'm shopping all year round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((6))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is your favorite comfort food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Good question! Macaroni &amp;amp; Cheese. But it has to be &lt;em&gt;homemade&lt;/em&gt; mac n' cheese. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((7))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have a shopping spree to any store you want. What is that store?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;TOUGH one. Hmm. Pier One. &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; that store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((8))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What movie makes you cry every time you watch it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Forrest Gump. Great film; niagara falls every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be tagging anyone else, simply because I can't think up anymore questions that are original lol. But if you have not been tagged yet, feel &lt;strong&gt;obligated&lt;/strong&gt; to tag &lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt; other blogs with &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;8 &lt;/strong&gt;questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go. Tag. Blog. Flourish. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-8668147505139275902?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/8668147505139275902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/ive-been-tagged-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/8668147505139275902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/8668147505139275902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/ive-been-tagged-again.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged, again! :)'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-6580996640584592511</id><published>2010-11-01T22:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T10:56:01.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks, Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I almost forgot in my post last night that I am also participating in &lt;a href="http://www.nablopomo.com/"&gt;NaBloPoMo&lt;/a&gt; this month, so this will work along &lt;strong&gt;perfectly &lt;/strong&gt;with my Giving &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; Challenge :)&lt;br /&gt;Click on my NaBloPoMo &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; Giving &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; Challenge buttons on the right if you so wish to participate ((&lt;em&gt;i hope you do!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Today, I am thankful for The Man. I'm currently working on adding different pages to my blog, and one of those pages will be how I &lt;strong&gt;met&lt;/strong&gt; The Man. Oh, but trust &amp;amp; believe, I will write a post when I finish my side projects :)&lt;br /&gt;Words couldn't describe how &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; i am for God sending The Man to me ((and with perfect timing, too!)). He's the peanut butter to my jelly; He makes me laugh like no one else ever has; He looks beyond my faults, and into my &lt;strong&gt;heart, &lt;/strong&gt;and I love him more than a fat kid&lt;strong&gt; loves&lt;/strong&gt; cake :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank&lt;/span&gt; You, Lord, for sending me The Man. You always know what's best for me, and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; he&lt;/span&gt; surely is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-6580996640584592511?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6580996640584592511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/giving-thanks-day-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6580996640584592511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6580996640584592511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/giving-thanks-day-2.html' title='Giving Thanks, Day 2'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-6294508588294003289</id><published>2010-11-01T22:19:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T10:56:33.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23: Favorite Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our trip to Minneapolis and St. Paul, MN...hands down. Well, technically it wasn't a vacation...but it sure felt like it to me! You see, we journeyed there for my oldest brother, Paul's, wedding last August. We (My mom, dad, and other brother, Josh) decided a road trip there would be way more fun than a plane. And so, we drove 2 days there, and 2 days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was SO much fun! Enjoy the pictures :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534778376074854482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM97m8h0gFI/AAAAAAAAAug/BFmqOZ34W1s/s400/LONG+trip+09%27+003.JPG" /&gt; The morning we left; I &lt;strong&gt;heart &lt;/strong&gt;this picture of me and Joshy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534777387176083794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM96tYl-wVI/AAAAAAAAAuY/oN6S1Pj0TPo/s400/LONG+trip+09%27+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the Silver Bridge that was rebuilt in Point Pleasant, WV that collapsed on Dec. 15, 1967. Ever heard of the Mothman sightings? The Man and I plan on driving up there one day to do some more 'research'. Yup. We're geeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534776752006833682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM96IaZ1JhI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/wG_7NAwAaiU/s400/LONG+trip+09%27+032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Gold Dome in Charleston, WV. I fell in &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; with West Virginia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534776215234665154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM95pKxX2sI/AAAAAAAAAuI/UJ8wGpcfeaI/s400/LONG+trip+09%27+069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Josh &amp;amp; I...yeah, we're dorks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534775576526820338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM95D_Zjk_I/AAAAAAAAAuA/ibSgI49MeBM/s400/LONG+trip+09%27+090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In Indiana, showin' some true southern pride :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534774718111031010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM94SBjSHuI/AAAAAAAAAt4/ZWEHRUgtKHI/s400/LONG+trip+09%27+127.JPG" /&gt; The city was nice; but give me the country anyday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534774074925683362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM93slf8kqI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Wg8V1nnUFI0/s400/LONG+trip+09%27+186.JPG" /&gt; At the Malliest Mall of them All! You know I had to go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534773538762189394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM93NYIm6lI/AAAAAAAAAto/NnHuMoNt8KM/s400/amber%26paulalter.bmp" /&gt; I did a reading of the infamous I Corinthians passage. I was so nervous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534772959282610882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM92rpZ6QsI/AAAAAAAAAtg/oQK6NSf_WjA/s400/LONG+trip+09%27+161.JPG" /&gt; Where there wedding took place (in the back facing the lake)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534772275098009762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM92D0nlwKI/AAAAAAAAAtY/3sehQfS44lI/s400/angel+k3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My brother Paul and his wife, Amber. Amber is deaf, and between her and my brother, I can now carry on a conversation in ASL (American Sign Language).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-6294508588294003289?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6294508588294003289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-23-favorite-vacation.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6294508588294003289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6294508588294003289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-23-favorite-vacation.html' title='Day 23: Favorite Vacation'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM97m8h0gFI/AAAAAAAAAug/BFmqOZ34W1s/s72-c/LONG+trip+09%27+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-868282209706375983</id><published>2010-11-01T21:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:59:40.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks, Always for All Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's easy to not keep a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thankful&lt;/span&gt; heart ((&lt;em&gt;I'm guilty of it more often than not))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like several of my bloggy friends, I'm joining up with &lt;a href="http://southbreezefarm.blogspot.com/"&gt;South Breeze Farm&lt;/a&gt; for the Giving&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Thanks&lt;/span&gt; Challenge. That is &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; days of posts. You can either post something small, something big, or only a picture if you so desire.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you join me in &lt;a href="http://southbreezefarm.blogspot.com/"&gt;Giving Thanks&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://southbreezefarm.blogspot.com/2010/10/2010-giving-thanks-challenge.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://southbreezefarm.blogspot.com/2010/10/2010-giving-thanks-challenge.html" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/5115592502_1ed0142cb4_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((&lt;em&gt;Click the above button to enter))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like others, I will keep a log of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that I am thankful for during this Holiday season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((1))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today, I am &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; that The Man and I both have jobs. I could easily say "Oh, I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for food on my table, clothes on my back, a roof over my head...."&lt;br /&gt;But without jobs (and our Heavenly Father's blessings), we wouldn't have any of these. So I am first and foremost &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for my job. And not only that..but&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; thankful&lt;/span&gt; for a job that I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;. It's miserable having a job that you simply do not like and having to wake up every morning to face another day. I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; my job; and I look forward to every day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-868282209706375983?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/868282209706375983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/giving-thanks-always-for-all-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/868282209706375983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/868282209706375983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/giving-thanks-always-for-all-things.html' title='Giving Thanks, Always for All Things'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/5115592502_1ed0142cb4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-1625415324189068879</id><published>2010-11-01T01:52:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T11:15:33.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22: Favorite City</title><content type='html'>The first city that pops into my mind is (Boston!)...but then I stop and remember--"You've never been to Boston, Sayrah!". Drats. I do know, though, that Boston would be my favorite city whenever I get the chance to travel there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM5YtXfVOfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Z4ASaJYj-Pk/s1600/williamsburgsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 319px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534458528507705842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM5YtXfVOfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Z4ASaJYj-Pk/s400/williamsburgsign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I choose &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Williamsburg, Va. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There is a subtle sort of beauty that Williamsburg holds. It has a charm all it's own; Be it historical attractions, to horse and buggy rides, loads of quaint shopping areas, to a wide-variety of bed &amp;amp; breakfast inns.&lt;br /&gt;I visited Williamsburg back in High School when I signed up to go on a History Trip. We traveled all up and down the East Coast to several different historical sites. Williamsburg was by far my favorite! It was very relaxing, and awesomely beautiful. I want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The Man &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and I to visit there soon; stay at a Bed &amp;amp; Breakfast, ride on a horse and buggy, and take in all that Williamsburg has to offer. We're only about 180 miles south, we'd be there in no time ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But don't just take my word for it, discover it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for &lt;a href="http://www.visitwilliamsburg.com/index.aspx"&gt;yourself&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534461060556409698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM5bAwGyS2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Sss0728KAH8/s400/williamsburg5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534460901244563138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM5a3en4bsI/AAAAAAAAAtI/YrC3QZ70tcs/s400/williamsburg4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534460622750889538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM5anRJ0NkI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Up-A89Nybsg/s400/williamsburg3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534460378532819890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM5aZDXsM7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/NqSAwON36LE/s400/williamsburg2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-1625415324189068879?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1625415324189068879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-22-favorite-city.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1625415324189068879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1625415324189068879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-22-favorite-city.html' title='Day 22: Favorite City'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM5YtXfVOfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Z4ASaJYj-Pk/s72-c/williamsburgsign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4377902883922342754</id><published>2010-10-31T22:43:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T00:26:36.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Must-See Movies @ Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I adore Halloween &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Christmas movies. I was feeling a little creative tonight, and decided to make a collage of some of my favorite must-see movies at Halloween. Hope you enjoy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534430736575090674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM4_bqePz_I/AAAAAAAAAso/fuYZ_4qASs0/s400/hallcollage4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Movies include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!&lt;br /&gt;Leprechaun&lt;br /&gt;The Silence Of The Lambs&lt;br /&gt;Halloween&lt;br /&gt;The Haunting (Original)&lt;br /&gt;It&lt;br /&gt;Poltergeist&lt;br /&gt;The Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare On Elm Street&lt;br /&gt;The Exorcist&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy Hollow&lt;br /&gt;House of 1000 Corpses&lt;br /&gt;E.T.&lt;br /&gt;Twilight Zone: The Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4377902883922342754?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4377902883922342754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-must-see-movies-halloween.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4377902883922342754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4377902883922342754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-must-see-movies-halloween.html' title='My Must-See Movies @ Halloween'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM4_bqePz_I/AAAAAAAAAso/fuYZ_4qASs0/s72-c/hallcollage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-2919638659249837782</id><published>2010-10-31T20:08:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:36:09.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 21: Picture of Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sorry I'm a little late, friends. I got off work @ 7 this morning...and complete crashed when I got home! When I woke up later this afternoon, I spent time with The Man watching football, and visited with my parents for a few. Our 'family' dog, &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Duke&lt;/span&gt;, passed away Thursday, so I went to visit his grave :( It's very sad, and it will take time for all of us to recover. Our animals become such a huge part of our lives; and &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Duk&lt;/span&gt;e was definitely a major part of our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534371388409138210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM4JdJU2TCI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/z2lWnnmY2yM/s400/dukeandmom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Love you &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Duke&lt;/span&gt;! I know you're sitting at the feet of Jesus, keeping him company until we meet again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534371286647191234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM4JXOO6NsI/AAAAAAAAAsI/XyrS1p3lX9U/s400/Duke.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534372132691126002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM4KId_gJvI/AAAAAAAAAsY/0QWrH3VGFwI/s400/LONG+trip+09%27+148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've never had any professional pictures or portraits taken of myself, pretty much because I am not photogenic! But, this is suitable and serves this purpose :)&lt;br /&gt;((My friend Susan&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; LOVES&lt;/span&gt; this pictures of me))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-2919638659249837782?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2919638659249837782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-21-picture-of-yourself.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2919638659249837782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2919638659249837782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-21-picture-of-yourself.html' title='Day 21: Picture of Yourself'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TM4JdJU2TCI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/z2lWnnmY2yM/s72-c/dukeandmom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-6648393642341594924</id><published>2010-10-30T14:54:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T20:29:44.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggage Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And So I've been tagged by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Kit at &lt;a href="http://lifeofascott.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Step Into My Life&lt;/a&gt; , which makes me uber excited!&lt;br /&gt;So basically, I answer these &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; questions, make up my own &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; questions, and then pass it on to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 8&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. Here it goes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((1))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is your go to outfit? (Pictures if you have them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Since my cameria is MIA for awhile ((sigh)), I'll have to omit pictures. But, my go to outfit are my favorite faded, tattered jeans, flip flops (even in winter, people!), and one of my v-neck shirts (preferably gray). I am a casual, comfy queen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((2))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are you saving up for now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Currently, our beach trip next summer. I am so dang excited I can't even stand it! We haven't been to the beach since our Honeymoon 4 years ago! I always go to N. Myrtle Beach, and this time we are going with my bestie, Shannon, and her man Daniel. Can't wait!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((3))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is your go to Breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;During the week, if time permits, I'll stop and get a chicken club biscuit from Biscuitville. Yum! On the weekends, I try and make a good ole' fashioned southern breakfast (Eggs, bacon, grits, gravy, biscuits--fried apples if I have them on hand).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((4))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is your favorite food to eat at Thanksgiving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Uhm...everything! LoL. But, more specifically, Turkey, Corn Pudding, Sweet Potato Casserole, Deviled Eggs and (of course) pumpkin pie! I am so thankful to have Thanksgiving off this year, and I am already planning what I am making for our families this year :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((5))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you could go on any reality TV show, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm not a big reality tv show fan, but I wouldn't mind going on Reality Home Makeover. That would be awesome! Instead, my &lt;em&gt;own&lt;/em&gt; homemade home makeover will have to suffice! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((6))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many children do you want to have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As many as the Good Lord wants me to have! I would love to have atleast 3 (that seems to be a popular amount in my family!), and more specifically--2 boys and a girl. I love boys :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((7))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What room do you like best in your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I love our sunroom. And I especially love how I'm going to re-do our sunroom! I'm turning one side into my work/craft area, and the other side into a family/living space. I hope it turns out as lovely as I have it pictured in my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((8))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is your dream vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oooh, toughy. I would have to say England. Shannon and I have dreamed of visiting England since we were in school. It IS going to happen, I just &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Blondie (aka my Mom) @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vintageprims.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Vintage Primitives&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kristi @ &lt;a href="http://kristi-asironsharpensiron.blogspot.com/"&gt;As Iron Sharpens Iron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chelle @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelled.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chasing The Divine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jen @ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://shaemata.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Following The Footsteps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Venessa @ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://vscrazyblessedlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Crazy Blessed Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kelly @ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://joyfuladorations.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joyful Adorations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nicole @ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://vinson-nicole.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living.Learning.Loving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;With these &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; questions:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;1. What is your favorite recipe?&lt;br /&gt;2. What are your hobbies?&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favorite movie to watch when you are sick?&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;5. What would you do if you won the lottery?&lt;br /&gt;6. You are in your car, where are you driving to?&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you love about Fall?&lt;br /&gt;8. Finish the sentence: I'd like to _____.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Have fun! And thanks for playing along with me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-6648393642341594924?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6648393642341594924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/taggage-love.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6648393642341594924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6648393642341594924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/taggage-love.html' title='Taggage Love'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4209466959897071352</id><published>2010-10-30T12:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:00:05.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20: Nicknames</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have several nicknames; it just depends on who you ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My popular 'nickname' is of course &lt;strong&gt;SayRah&lt;/strong&gt;. This began shortly after moving here to beautiful NC from Florida. Apparently, this was how true southerners pronounced my name; and I welcomed it with open arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brothers call me &lt;strong&gt;Sissy, &lt;/strong&gt;in front of everyone. At first I despised being called 'Sissy'....but now, I miss that familiar sentiment often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom calls me&lt;strong&gt; 'Face'&lt;/strong&gt;. I remember finally asking her the other year why she&lt;strong&gt; always &lt;/strong&gt;calls me this. She claims that when I was born, mine was the most beautiful and endearing face she had ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My uncle--who we all call &lt;em&gt;Baba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;since our childhood--calls me &lt;strong&gt;Scooter&lt;/strong&gt;. Apparently when I was a wee one, I was unable to stay still lol. Everytime they turned around, I was 'scooting' here and there. I would even climb out of my crib and land on the floor (a feat that truly scared my mom). &lt;em&gt;Baba&lt;/em&gt; still lives in Florida, but every time he comes to visit, &lt;strong&gt;Scooter&lt;/strong&gt; comes to life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one is &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4209466959897071352?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4209466959897071352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-20-nicknames.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4209466959897071352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4209466959897071352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-20-nicknames.html' title='Day 20: Nicknames'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-8384696273856764172</id><published>2010-10-29T22:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T22:17:54.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Friday :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so it's the weekend; life is good again. The Man and I are taking it easy tonight--watching 'scary' movies and watching our furbabies devour their chew bones ((&lt;em&gt;If my camera was working I would take a picture and post! Too cute!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This weekend will be off-balance. I'll be staying up most of the night tonight so that I can sleep the majority of tomorrow. I'm picking up an extra shift working in Switchboard tomorrow night ((&lt;em&gt;answering phones and paging doctors-on-call))&lt;/em&gt; 7p-7a. Christmas is coming, and &lt;strong&gt;overtime&lt;/strong&gt; is like music to my ears right about now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So tonight, in between watching scary movies, I'll be doing my &lt;strong&gt;'weekend cleaning' &lt;/strong&gt;so I won't have to worry about it Sat/Sun, adding to my&lt;strong&gt; 101 in 1001&lt;/strong&gt; list, and of course have my &lt;strong&gt;weekly phone call&lt;/strong&gt; with my bestie, Shannon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Loving life right now and am so&lt;strong&gt; thankful &lt;/strong&gt;for all of the blessings within it :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Friday Night everyone ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-8384696273856764172?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/8384696273856764172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/finally-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/8384696273856764172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/8384696273856764172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/finally-friday.html' title='Finally Friday :)'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-34404113896054069</id><published>2010-10-29T10:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T10:42:25.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Award &amp; Day 19: Something You Miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMrVoFasoDI/AAAAAAAAArw/r3QFzoTr_2Q/s1600/versatilebloggeraward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533469976803713074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMrVoFasoDI/AAAAAAAAArw/r3QFzoTr_2Q/s400/versatilebloggeraward.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Hanna at &lt;a href="http://www.mishmish.org/"&gt;Daily Venting &amp;amp; Exclamations&lt;/a&gt; gave me this beautiful, totally awesome, award! You Love me! You Really Love Me! &lt;em&gt;((sorry, I always wanted to say that...))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;accept&lt;/strong&gt; this &lt;strong&gt;award&lt;/strong&gt; you &lt;strong&gt;must:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Thank and Link back to who gave you the award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Share 7 things about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Pass it along to 7 blogs you've recently discovered and enjoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Leave your recipients a note telling them about their new, totally cool, award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here are 7 things about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm a &lt;strong&gt;coffee fanatic&lt;/strong&gt;. No, I mean it. I've turned into my Mom. Coffee 24/7!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been to a lot of &lt;strong&gt;shows&lt;/strong&gt;! Such as: Elton John, Willie Nelson, John Mellencamp, Bob Dylan, Tom Petty, ZZ Top, Tool..the list goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At our wedding (4 years ago! wow!) we released &lt;strong&gt;monarch butterflies&lt;/strong&gt; in memory of our loved ones we have lost. The Man and I wanted something different then the traditional lighting of the candles (and yes, our wedding was outside).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have &lt;strong&gt;Polycystic Fibrosis&lt;/strong&gt;, which basically means I am irregular (was that ever a question?!) and I do not ovulate. My sweet doctor has told me, though, that I &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; conceive, I just need to go on medicine that will help me ovulate. Thank the Lord! Because my whole life I was afraid that I couldn't get pregnant. I'm leaving this prayer at the feet of Jesus, because He will give me the&lt;strong&gt; desires of my heart&lt;/strong&gt;, as promised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom is teaching me to &lt;strong&gt;quilt&lt;/strong&gt;, and I would love to learn how to &lt;strong&gt;make candles&lt;/strong&gt;, as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm planning a &lt;strong&gt;Open House &lt;/strong&gt;for my dear friend, Susan, soon. I'm nervous! I'm am certainly not an event planner. Any of your &lt;strong&gt;ideas&lt;/strong&gt; would be greatly welcomed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in love with &lt;strong&gt;England&lt;/strong&gt;. I want to go there SOO bad. I want to walk across Abbey Road, eat fish &amp;amp; chips, and ride the Big Red Buses! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OKay, Your Turn!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(and please check these ladies out, they are &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Heidi @ &lt;a href="http://heidi-strawser.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reviews &amp;amp; Reflections&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darlene @ &lt;a href="http://worthwalkingtoward.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Only Thing Worth Walking Toward&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo @ &lt;a href="http://blackeverydaylife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Everyday Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;amp;MsMommy @ &lt;a href="http://mcgx2.blogspot.com/"&gt;And For Good Measure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casey @ &lt;a href="http://nebraskabyrd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Byrd's Eye View&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey @ &lt;a href="http://a-heart-abandoned.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Heart Abandoned&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://misssouthernvol.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miss Southern Vol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for &lt;strong&gt;Day 19: Something You Miss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my childhood, and just growing up. I miss living at home with my brothers, and being close with them like we used to be. They are my loves, and I miss them so!&lt;br /&gt;I miss my bestie, Shannon. I wish she was with my everyday, but I guess phone calls will have to suffice! We only get to see each other 3-4 times a year. But now that I have my &lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt; car, I plan on driving down to Charleston, SC more often to see her!&lt;br /&gt;I also miss the simplicity that life used to hold. I guess this also blends in with childhood. There was NO stress, no worrying about bills, work, and everyday clutter that gets in the way of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LoL I wonder how many other of my bloggy friends will reminisce about their youth!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, And happy Friday everyone! Yes, I'm still fighting this crud, but I'm not going to let it get in the way of my happy disposition :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-34404113896054069?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/34404113896054069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/award-day-19-something-you-miss.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/34404113896054069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/34404113896054069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/award-day-19-something-you-miss.html' title='An Award &amp; Day 19: Something You Miss'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMrVoFasoDI/AAAAAAAAArw/r3QFzoTr_2Q/s72-c/versatilebloggeraward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-1112820767081740657</id><published>2010-10-28T08:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T08:43:03.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18: Something You Regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are not many things I regret in my life thus far. The decisions I have made have molded me into the person I am today, and have also brought me to where I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if I could have a complete do-over of anything, it would probably be my first time around at College. I went straight to UNCG (University of North Carolina at Greensboro) after graduation, and I was not ready. I knew I wasn't ready. I was very sheltered growing up, and was honestly a good kid all through school. I never went to parties, I never really dated; in truth, I was a geek (which I still am).&lt;br /&gt;College opened up a whole new world to me--which didn't turn out to be a good thing. I made friends with 'the wrong crowd', and messed up big time.&lt;br /&gt;If I could go back and do it over again, I would have taken my studies more seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently back in school, and am going for my Associates in Medical Office Administration. Just two more classes to go, and I will finally have my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another regret I have is not going into the Military. I had signed up to go into the Marines my senior year of High School, but then backed out. I regret not going. Not only would my schooling be paid for, but I would have had a chance to travel and experience new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I refuse to sit here and think "What would my life be like now if I had made different choices?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I did do something right; I met and married The Man, and he changed my life forever.&lt;br /&gt;He has my heart, and that's where it's going to stay. Any decisions or choices I make now and in the future, they will be made with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-1112820767081740657?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1112820767081740657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-18-something-you-regret.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1112820767081740657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1112820767081740657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-18-something-you-regret.html' title='Day 18: Something You Regret'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7128110637916432171</id><published>2010-10-27T10:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T10:59:27.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17: Something You're Looking Forward To</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a quick note, please pray for me bloggy friends. My cold is kicking and screaming, and making me feel major blah. The bad thing is I still have to work this week, and I am working an extra 'night' shift Saturday night. God, medicine, and your prayers would be so helpful for me this week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay, what I'm looking forward to:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanksgiving and Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;! I love these two holidays. Spending time with my family with good food, good fellowship, and making memories :) ((althought I am stressing a little bit about Christmas shopping for my nieces &amp;amp; nephews!))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A promotion&lt;/strong&gt;! My boss has been hinting lately that a promotion is in my near future. This is one reason why I'm not calling in sick this week; I don't want my work to pile up on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a little far off, but our &lt;strong&gt;beach trip&lt;/strong&gt; next summer that we are taking with my bestie, Shannon, and her man Daniel. It's going to be so much fun! Can't wait! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting my &lt;strong&gt;101 in 1001&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm making my list now (this is hard, ya'll!). I love crossing things off a list and being able to see what I can accomplish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Re-decorating&lt;/strong&gt; my home! I know I've talked about this a lot lately..but I'm excited! Everyone needs something new and fresh, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And, in the near future, &lt;strong&gt;expanding our family&lt;/strong&gt;. The Man is so ready to have a baby, and to be honest, so am I! I can't wait to get pregnant, but I'm putting it all in God's hands. I'll do what I can, but ultimately I'll be a Mom when He wants me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7128110637916432171?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7128110637916432171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-17-something-youre-looking-forward.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7128110637916432171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7128110637916432171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-17-something-youre-looking-forward.html' title='Day 17: Something You&apos;re Looking Forward To'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-2777715230157546570</id><published>2010-10-26T10:44:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T11:04:11.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16: Dream House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The house The Man and I are living in now is the house he grew up in. I really do love this house; it has a lot of potential for fixing up. And the good thing is, The Man has given me free reign over anything and everything I want to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here are some pictures of different rooms that would be my 'dream'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532366480163464194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMbqAIFr5AI/AAAAAAAAArQ/jLhTEq60dZ8/s400/dreamkitchen.jpg" /&gt; I love this kitchen; I want to use these colors when painting my kitchen. The deep blue is so beautiful. And I Lurve the chandelier lights!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532367039544809186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMbqgr8l1uI/AAAAAAAAArY/pE8113BLgGU/s400/dreamdiningroom.jpg" /&gt; I love the colors also in this dining room. Half of our walls are wood panneling as shown in this picture. We also want to take out all the carpet and tiles in the house and put in wood flooring. To me, it just makes a home look more...'homey'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532369396815456242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMbsp5dtZ_I/AAAAAAAAAro/KVz4WM7t_As/s400/dreamsunroom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532368049363664962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMbrbd0KwEI/AAAAAAAAArg/q9ut70l-rYo/s400/dreamlivingroom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The above picture is my ideal sunroom. Our sunroom needs a &lt;em&gt;major&lt;/em&gt; makeover. I love the shades on the windows and the purples in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bottom picture is my ideal living/family room. Again, I love the colors and variations in this room. But of course, I would put my 'country touch' into it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all for now, I'm running a bit late and I'm not feeling too well :(&lt;br /&gt;The Man gave me his cold, and I have a super sore throat as well. Hopefully the work day will go by faassst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2232532487569603419-2777715230157546570?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2777715230157546570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-16-dream-house.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2777715230157546570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2777715230157546570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-16-dream-house.html' title='Day 16: Dream House'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMbqAIFr5AI/AAAAAAAAArQ/jLhTEq60dZ8/s72-c/dreamkitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-531241801302406069</id><published>2010-10-24T21:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T10:28:39.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15: Bible Verse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow. Methinks this is a tough one! I adore so many different verses. But, there is one that is sticking out in my mind first and foremost:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Rejoice &lt;/strong&gt;always. &lt;strong&gt;Pray&lt;/strong&gt; continually. &lt;strong&gt;Give thanks&lt;/strong&gt; in all circumstances; for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:16-18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm being honest with you, friends. I have been struggling spiritually here lately. Letting my wants, needs, and thoughts come first without consulting &lt;strong&gt;Him&lt;/strong&gt; first. I will &lt;strong&gt;rejoice&lt;/strong&gt; only when something good happens. &lt;strong&gt;Pray&lt;/strong&gt; only when I'm in need of something. And &lt;strong&gt;Give Thanks&lt;/strong&gt;..well..rarely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does anybody else do this at times?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I'm trying. I was reminded of this verse over the weekend, and then quickly picked up my Bible and read the whole of 1 Thessalonians. Ya'll, that is a powerfully small book. &lt;em&gt;I think it's the small books within the Word that are the "meatiest", so to speak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm actually starting to write out my 101 in 1001; and these &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;three&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; things are definitely going first on my list((so i won't forget)). I'm changing my outlook. I will &lt;strong&gt;Rejoice&lt;/strong&gt; in ALL things, &lt;strong&gt;Pray &lt;/strong&gt;unceasingly, and &lt;strong&gt;Give Thanks&lt;/strong&gt; always, for all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-531241801302406069?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/531241801302406069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-15-bible-verse.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/531241801302406069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/531241801302406069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-15-bible-verse.html' title='Day 15: Bible Verse'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-2365376088788458702</id><published>2010-10-23T22:17:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T13:05:08.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14: A Picture You Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMOY2_exUaI/AAAAAAAAArA/ML9L6QqGx6U/s1600/bcawarenessgrammy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531432837861953954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMOY2_exUaI/AAAAAAAAArA/ML9L6QqGx6U/s400/bcawarenessgrammy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMOYsT22SaI/AAAAAAAAAq4/UbM3cV0rIpE/s1600/bcawarenessgrammy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This lady, my dear friends, is my Heart. She is a Survivor. She is a Prayer Warrior. She is the epitomy of every Fruit of the Spirit. She...is my Grandma ((or Grammy, as I like to call her)).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think of someone so pure, so strong in the Lord, so full of utter goodness. Look no further; her picture is here in front of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The past couple years have been very hard for my dear Grammy (and Papa too, actually) healthwise. Two years ago, she was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. But, she survived it. Last year, she was diagnosed wtih Lung Cancer. But, she survived that, too. And I completely believe it is because of her &lt;em&gt;faith&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;positive attitude&lt;/em&gt; through all of her illness that helped her to get well, get stronger...and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like the warrior she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She claims I am her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hero&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. When she first came down with The Big C, we (My mom, Aunt and myself) took turns staying the night with her to make sure she was okay. She was so weak that she continued to fall, resulting in injuries.&lt;br /&gt;One Friday, my dear mom and dad took my Papa to his heart doctor for his monthly check-up. I had just gotten out of my morning class and was on my way to work, when I had this horrible gut-feeling that something was wrong with Grammy. I called her, but didn't get an answer. Knowing the worrier that I am, I shrugged it off thinking she was just sleeping. That whole afternoon at work, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was still wrong.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I left work, I rushed to Grammy's. Opening the door, I ran to her room in the back and immediately saw blood all over the carpet. Folks, I was scared. It looked like a horror movie. And there she was, lying on the bed holding a towel to her head, blood everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In short, friends, what had happened was that she tried getting out of bed, rolled over to far, and hit her head on the sharp corner of her nightstand. It was a deep laceration! I called EMS and The Man to come over quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the hospital, she received staples for the laceration on her head. She had lost a lot of blood, and could have died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is why she claims I'm her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hero.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was just following my gut-feeling. And that gut-feeling was &lt;em&gt;God.&lt;/em&gt; In hindsight, I wish I had listened to my "gut-feeling" the first time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope I never get a scare like the one I got that day, seeing my Grammy so weak, hurt and in pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grammy....&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; are &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;HERO&lt;/strong&gt;. I couldn't even begin to hold a candle to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-2365376088788458702?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2365376088788458702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-14-picture-you-love.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2365376088788458702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2365376088788458702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-14-picture-you-love.html' title='Day 14: A Picture You Love'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMOY2_exUaI/AAAAAAAAArA/ML9L6QqGx6U/s72-c/bcawarenessgrammy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7939604470466210256</id><published>2010-10-22T23:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T09:59:18.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13: GoaLs</title><content type='html'>Ah, goals. So easy to make, yet hard to get to. I am the queen of making goals, and never quite making it there. But, for blogs sake, I'll play along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&gt;I plan to re-decorate &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; room in my house. &lt;em&gt;Every&lt;/em&gt; single room, you ask? Indeed so. The house cries out to me..."&lt;em&gt;Please...make me beautiful!"&lt;/em&gt;...who am I to resist the calls of my abode?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&gt;I want to make my yard the envy of the neighborhood. I want passersby to drive/walk by and lust after my flowers and pine after my creative abilities. One day, sweet blogger friends, one day this will come to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&gt;Soon, I'll start a seperate page featuring my crafts. If only there were more hours in the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&gt;I want to be an awesome wife. I'm talking, the type of wife that makes home-cooked meals several times a week (if not every day), makes lunches for her husband. Basically, a Proverbs 31 woman. ((One day at a time, Sayrah, one day at a time))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&gt;I want to be a Mom within the next couple years. But...this is a totally different topic, saved for another blog post soon to come.&lt;br /&gt;~I am GOING to Fenway Park to see my Boston Red Sox boys ((and I'm talking soon)), if it's the last thing I do!&lt;br /&gt;~I want to be the type of person that God sees in me. With the struggles of daily life, it's hard to be cheery and positive...but I try daily to treat every one like I would want to be treated, and to be a ray of sunshine in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there are so many other goals out there. But those are just pipe-dreams, floating around in my mind, yearning for a chance to break free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7939604470466210256?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7939604470466210256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-13-goals.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7939604470466210256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7939604470466210256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-13-goals.html' title='Day 13: GoaLs'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4086011287756707482</id><published>2010-10-22T23:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T23:28:55.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grab my new Button!</title><content type='html'>Extra, Extra! Read all about it! SayRah has a hot, stylish, absolutely brand-new Button!&lt;br /&gt;And who can grab this awesomely new button? Why YOU, silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please be a dear and grab my new button; and I promise to love you like a fat kid loves cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/329/DBFC7CC4546CD2BA380E939265893CA7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4086011287756707482?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4086011287756707482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/grab-my-new-button.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4086011287756707482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4086011287756707482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/grab-my-new-button.html' title='Grab my new Button!'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7602196952822535613</id><published>2010-10-22T11:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:12:16.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12: What I Believe</title><content type='html'>I believe that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~All you need is Love&lt;br /&gt;~Jesus is my Savior, and God is my Heavenly Father&lt;br /&gt;~Second Chances&lt;br /&gt;~Listening, and not just hearing what others say&lt;br /&gt;~Coffee is Magical&lt;br /&gt;~Every person who enters your life is there for a reason, if not just for a season&lt;br /&gt;~Praise every day, be thankful for every moment&lt;br /&gt;~The Boston Red Sox are the most awesome MLB team in this beautiful country :)&lt;br /&gt;~Music is one of the best outlets. period.&lt;br /&gt;~You should work hard, but effortlessly&lt;br /&gt;~Smile always--you never know whose life you may touch&lt;br /&gt;~I am a Ray of Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;~My Followers &amp;amp; bloggy friends are precious&lt;br /&gt;~Friends, Family and assorted loved ones are necessary in my life&lt;br /&gt;~Singing in the rain, and dancing during the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your beliefs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7602196952822535613?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7602196952822535613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-12-what-i-believe.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7602196952822535613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7602196952822535613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-12-what-i-believe.html' title='Day 12: What I Believe'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-6818637682898014010</id><published>2010-10-21T11:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T11:15:51.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11: Favorite TV Shows</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Oh I lurve TV shows, let me count the ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Dexter&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Boardwalk Empire&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Law &amp;amp; Order:SVU&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Forensic Files&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;ANYTHING On Discovery:Investigate&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;True Blood&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;And of course there are Plenty of shows I love that are no longer on TV:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Six Feet Under&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The Wonder Years&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Freaks &amp;amp; Geeks&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;My So Called Life&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;((sigh))I miss my old shows, but I am steadily building up my DVD Collection&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;What are YOUR Favorite TV Shows?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-6818637682898014010?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6818637682898014010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-11-favorite-tv-shows.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6818637682898014010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6818637682898014010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-11-favorite-tv-shows.html' title='Day 11: Favorite TV Shows'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7977725850297622706</id><published>2010-10-20T10:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T11:12:47.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10: Something You're Afraid Of</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Three things: Spiders, Clowns..and...Midgets! I refuse to post pictures because I don't want see any of these&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;And it's funny, because I watch that movie 'IT' all the time, it's become like a guilty pleasure of mine.  I used to be so scared to watch IT with my brothers; and then somewhere along the way it became a distorted addiction for me. I don't have the answers.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Midgets! Oh, let me count the ways. I'm not trying to discriminate, and it's not really. It's an honest-to-goodness fear. When I was a young one, my cousins had come over to play one afternoon while I was away (where I was I can't remember), but they had written on my chalkboard I had in my room. What they wrote was-"We will see you Christmas Eve", in sloppy, child-like handwriting.  My older brothers had me believing that elves came into my bedroom and wrote that message for me. Well that caused a whole chain of fear for me. I was literally afraid that elves, gnomes, or even midgets were going to come after me! Dear mom tried to tell me they were not going to come after me; but how did she know?!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Spiders! Who doesn't like spiders?!  I simply don't like the fact that they have 8 legs and a dozen eyes looking at me...waiting to jump on me.  I love fall, but this time of year is when they start trying to come in the house and stay 'warm'. Well, sorry spiders...not in my house! &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;What are your fears?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7977725850297622706?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7977725850297622706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-10-something-youre-afraid-of.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7977725850297622706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7977725850297622706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-10-something-youre-afraid-of.html' title='Day 10: Something You&apos;re Afraid Of'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-2643670412106706477</id><published>2010-10-19T10:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T10:11:55.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9: Your Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TL2k4Iw4FnI/AAAAAAAAAoo/bAumV68dkqI/s1600/bffsince97%27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529757201812952690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TL2k4Iw4FnI/AAAAAAAAAoo/bAumV68dkqI/s200/bffsince97%27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Thirteen long years ago, I prayed for God to send me a best friend...and then Shannon came into my life. And I am so thankful, because we go together like peas and carrots! We have EVERYTHING in common, and I wouldn't want it any other way.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529758001769225426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TL2lms1UHNI/AAAAAAAAAow/jPmYwGe13Xg/s200/sammesusan.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I met these wonderful chicks in college. Samantha (Sam) on the left, and my dearest friend Susan on the right. I don't get to see Sam as much anymore since she moved to Greensboro, but Susan and I also work together, so I get the pleasure of seeing her shining face daily!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529758819869002114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TL2mWUfgCYI/AAAAAAAAAo4/dMY0NWt28yk/s200/goofinoff.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I simply heart this chick; she is a true friend! She and her new husband, Landen, recently bought a house, so I'm steadily trying to put together a house-warming party for her. ((Note: I am not good at planning parties!)) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These ladies fill my world, and make it shine that much brighter :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/2232532487569603419-2643670412106706477?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2643670412106706477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-9-your-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2643670412106706477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2643670412106706477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-9-your-friends.html' title='Day 9: Your Friends'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TL2k4Iw4FnI/AAAAAAAAAoo/bAumV68dkqI/s72-c/bffsince97%27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-2798952848253854669</id><published>2010-10-18T09:14:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T09:28:37.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8: A Place You've Traveled To</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLxJJMQKt0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/wSzrN8vsFlw/s1600/charleston1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529374864760813378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLxJJMQKt0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/wSzrN8vsFlw/s200/charleston1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;One of my favorite places I've traveled to is Charleston, SC to visit my best friend, Shannon. Charleston is one of those old southern towns that when you go visit, it sticks with you for a lifetime. Palm Trees, shrimp &amp;amp; grits and southern hospitality, Charleston is a trip YOU should make, and soon.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529375434128944514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLxJqVUG7YI/AAAAAAAAAoI/layntMWcEWo/s200/charleston2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;These pictures were taken at The Battery~a little place near the ocean, equipped with a park and gorgeous homes. I love architecture, and especially love old houses. I would love to buy one and fix it up one day.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529375995295644514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLxKK_0rO2I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ncNOKccBZuw/s200/charleston14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529376276895434658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLxKbY3TB6I/AAAAAAAAAoY/3hwTGabwITo/s200/charleston7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The park was excellent; people could be found walking their dogs, laying on blankets, and basking in Charleston's beauty.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529376631325711058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLxKwBOD2tI/AAAAAAAAAog/5XDJ69H3284/s200/charleston23.jpg" /&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Mmm, I can smell the ocean air now. I hope to take another visit down there soon (I'm only 6 hours away!) to visit my dear Shannon.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Thank you for taking a visit to Charleston with me, and thank you for visiting my blog! Followers welcome :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-2798952848253854669?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2798952848253854669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-8-place-youve-traveled-to.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2798952848253854669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2798952848253854669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-8-place-youve-traveled-to.html' title='Day 8: A Place You&apos;ve Traveled To'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLxJJMQKt0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/wSzrN8vsFlw/s72-c/charleston1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5272465681909251826</id><published>2010-10-17T18:37:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T19:07:57.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30-Day Blog Challenge: Your Favorite Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;I couldn't possibly list just one movie! Why, that would be...shameful of me. I am definitely a movie fanatic. I will not only wear a movie out, but then quote various movies on a daily basis. So here it is, my desert island all-time top five (drumroll please): &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;West Side Story will ALWAYS be a classic to me! &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;I know Stand By Me word for word. I fall asleep to it all the time&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;Edward Scissorhands started my love affair with Johnny Depp all those years ago&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;The Goonies is just a feel-good movie to me. And possibly always will be&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;I COMPLETELY Adore the entire Back To The Future trilogy. I could eat them with a spoon&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;And there you have it, my all-time top five movies.♥&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-5272465681909251826?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5272465681909251826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-day-blog-challenge-your-favorite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5272465681909251826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5272465681909251826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-day-blog-challenge-your-favorite.html' title='30-Day Blog Challenge: Your Favorite Movie'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7855637860071444461</id><published>2010-10-16T22:27:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T01:26:35.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30-Day Blog Challenge: A Smorgasborg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES!&lt;/strong&gt; This blog will be a smorgasborg of the past 3 blog-challenge posts. I'm &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; completely OCD, that I cannot stand to be behind any longer ((&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without further ado, I bring you &lt;strong&gt;three&lt;/strong&gt; blog challenges in &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; post--Can &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; handle the madness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;((Your First Love))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gah...this would simply have to be music. Music epitomizes my whole being; the essence of &lt;em&gt;who I am&lt;/em&gt;. Favorite genre~&lt;strong&gt;rock&lt;/strong&gt; (be it oldies, classic, doo-wap, punk, grunge)~&lt;strong&gt;it doesn't matter&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh yeah, the &lt;em&gt;louder&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;em&gt;better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I also adore: &lt;strong&gt;books &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coffee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;((Your Parents))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What could I possibly say about dear mum and dad? They have molded me into the &lt;em&gt;most awesome&lt;/em&gt; person you see and know today.&lt;br /&gt;Take for instance dear mum:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528838444058155906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLphRZacG4I/AAAAAAAAAlw/tYLOGz37UGQ/s320/thefaces.jpg" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;She's pretty darn amazing. &lt;/em&gt;My best friend, my sister, my confidante. I simply &lt;strong&gt;cannot &lt;/strong&gt;go a day without atleast talking or seeing her. It's physically impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then we have my daddy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528838841916324162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLphojjN-UI/AAAAAAAAAl4/pHhiX6Ta77U/s320/sarahdaddy06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now don't let this &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bruiser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; intimidate you. &lt;/em&gt;He's really just a big teddy bear. &lt;em&gt;((Shh! Don't let him know I told you!!))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Together, they are an amazing couple and the epitomy of what a loving relationship should be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;((Your Siblings))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have two older brother, Paul and Joshua. I &lt;em&gt;adore&lt;/em&gt; my brothers. And they're pretty keen on their baby sister, too. &lt;em&gt;((Or 'Sissy', as they like to call me-In Public No Less!))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528840344710675586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLpjAB5T_II/AAAAAAAAAmA/rHHFVQQfL88/s320/minnesota+049.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This would be my eldest brother, Paul, and I&lt;/em&gt; mere days before his wedding last August in Minnesota. He is a Professor of mathematics and physics in Dobbs Ferry, NY. The booger actually lives 10 minutes outside of Manhattan&lt;em&gt; ((gah!))&lt;/em&gt;. His wife, Amber, is deaf and her work is affiliated with the ASL association. ASL stands for American Sign Language (for those who do not know). Paul also, every summer, goes to Montana and does research on uhm...rocks? Geology? Heck if I know. In short, he's a &lt;em&gt;major&lt;/em&gt; geek like me (but I digress). I miss him like &lt;strong&gt;whoa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Which brings me to my other brother, Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528845608880193282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLpnycdIPwI/AAAAAAAAAmY/_I_NiYrdTjQ/s320/LONG+trip+09%27+098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joshua and I have always been what mum calls "twins".&lt;/em&gt; Although he is older than me, we are much closer and have &lt;em&gt;pretty much&lt;/em&gt; everything in common. Joshua is....the &lt;strong&gt;black &lt;/strong&gt;sheep of our family. He most definitely is carving his own road, and living by his own rules. He recently moved 45-minutes away from me, and broke me heart along with it. I miss &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt; like &lt;strong&gt;whoa&lt;/strong&gt; as well.&lt;br /&gt;I simply couldn't live without my brothers, no matter how different or alike we are. They are my &lt;em&gt;soul, &lt;/em&gt;and they have my &lt;em&gt;heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;((Share a Picture of Something that Makes you Happy))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528844383050477522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLpmrF4jL9I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jmCMEN53HPo/s320/tpmemories.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This picture makes me happy for &lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt; reasons. &lt;/em&gt;First, the lovely lady in the picture with me is none other than my &lt;strong&gt;best friend&lt;/strong&gt;, Shannon. She and I have been making memories for 13 years now. &lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; is the peanut butter to my jelly. She, too, lives far away from me in Charleston, SC. Shortly after we graduated (almost a decade ago!), she entered into the Air Force. Her last station was in Charleston, SC, and when she left the AF, she loved it so much she decided to set up home there (and I truly cannot blame her). My brother may be my &lt;strong&gt;twin&lt;/strong&gt; by blood, but she is definitely my &lt;strong&gt;soul sister&lt;/strong&gt;. We are kindred spirits, we think alike, and on occasion finish each other's sentences. I miss &lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt; like &lt;strong&gt;whoa!&lt;/strong&gt; ((&lt;em&gt;but we can burn up a phone bill and some e-mails, buddy!))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love this picture because it was taken last month when we went to Charlotte, NC for the Tom Petty/ZZ Top concert! And boy, was it &lt;strong&gt;rockin'&lt;/strong&gt;. Quite possibly the best show I've ever been to, and I've been to several in my day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well&lt;/strong&gt;, there you have it. Did you fall into a blog-coma? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading! And if you enjoy what you read, please feel free to &lt;strong&gt;follow&lt;/strong&gt; me and be my &lt;strong&gt;friend.&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7855637860071444461?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7855637860071444461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-day-blog-challenge-smorgasborg.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7855637860071444461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7855637860071444461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-day-blog-challenge-smorgasborg.html' title='30-Day Blog Challenge: A Smorgasborg'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLphRZacG4I/AAAAAAAAAlw/tYLOGz37UGQ/s72-c/thefaces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4187883103927346343</id><published>2010-10-15T11:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T11:26:14.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30-Day BloG Challenge: Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Meaning Behind Your Blog Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hmm, Well--I love Butterflies. Could there be a more peaceful, serene, and beautiful creature than the butterfly? In my opinion, no. To me, butterflies are a symbol of change and freedom. I (hope) to next year start a butterfly garden in my yard (pause for skepticism). Indeed. ((if you know me, you know that I struggle yearly with my yard. But I'm NOT giving up!))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As far as the "ramblings and readings" go--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom has &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; called me the 'go-go girl', because I am &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; on the move going somewhere, anywhere, it doesn't matter. I love going along for the ride, wherever that winding road may lead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As for reading, I, dear blogger friends, am a reader. I devour books. I simply cannot go into a bookstore or library without a handful. On occasion, I will post what I'm reading, and I keep up with my reading list (whether it's what I read, am reading, or plan to read) on &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/1858070"&gt;goodreads&lt;/a&gt;. Join &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/"&gt;goodreads&lt;/a&gt; if you are a booklover like me, and be my friend on there, as well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katieslifejourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i730.photobucket.com/albums/ww307/LeslieFLambert/Blog%20Items/katiebutton.png" width="200" target="blank" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Is currently on&lt;strong&gt; Day 5&lt;/strong&gt; of the &lt;strong&gt;30-Day Blog Challenge. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click&lt;/em&gt; her button if you would like to jump in and join the fun like I did. It's not too late!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4187883103927346343?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4187883103927346343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-day-blog-challenge-day-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4187883103927346343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4187883103927346343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-day-blog-challenge-day-2.html' title='30-Day BloG Challenge: Day 2'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i730.photobucket.com/albums/ww307/LeslieFLambert/Blog%20Items/th_katiebutton.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7811939366717122744</id><published>2010-10-14T21:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T22:54:07.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I'm a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; behind on the 30-day blog challenge (which started on 10-10-10), but I figured, what the heck, I'll jump in anyway and start from the beginning (I'm only a few days behind).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Day 1: Introduce, recent picture, and 15 interesting facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528088039085848434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLe2yFDMN3I/AAAAAAAAAlA/VZCym6zjXoo/s320/sayrah07%27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My name is Sarah (oR SaYrah!) and I live in Eden, North Carolina. I was born in Atlanta, Ga and grew up in Orlando, Fl--but either way you look at it, I'm a southerner through and through. I am 26 years old, and recently celebrated four-years of marriage with The Man. We have three beautiful furbabies--Annabelle (Black Lab), Elijah (Pitt Bull mix), and Elliot (Bloodhound mix). I work at our local hospital, Morehead Memorial, in pre-registration. I love to read, write short stories, do crafts of all sorts, and am completely and utterly addicted to coffee. I also love making new friends! Please be my friend and follow me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;15 interesting facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was born during a freak blizzard in Atl, Ga on January 17th, 1984. My mom had me on a gurney in a closet because there were so many women in labor that day (they were on the floors writhing in labor!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I have an obsession with anything 80's related. Methinks it's because I grew up in the 80's. But for whatever reason, I can't get enough for 80's music &amp;amp; movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am short. I'm talking, short. I'm 5'0". I've heard every nickname from "Shorty" to "Shorty McForty" (that's another story in itself), "Lollipop" (the Lollipop Guild, duh). Yup, I've sure heard them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;four: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In relation to fact #3, I'm scared of midgets..dwarves...wee people. I'm sorry, I feel slightly guilty over this fact, but it's the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;five:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I love music. Like..I LURVE music. Pretty much all music except for a lot of the pop out nowadays. I was truly born in the wrong decade, because I mainly love oldies and classic rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;six:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I'm in a relationship with Stephen King. No, really!...He just doesn't know about it :/ The Man has had to come to terms with said relationship between SK and I. ((Sigh)). I'm weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seven:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I recently bought a new car! A 2010 blue hyundai accent. Lemme tell you, this car is sah-weet. My other car, 02' ford focus, bit the dust several times over the past year. I utterly refuse to put anymore money into it. Hence, my new car purchase. But I digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eight:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I love to cross-stitch and sew...a craft that is slowly dying among my generation. I would love to start an on-line business to sell my work, and will probably get this going in the next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nine: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have a best friend (no really, I do!), and her name is Shannon. We've been two peas in a pod for 13 years now. I mourn her presence in my life daily ever since she moved to Charleston, SC. Of course, we communicate all the time through phone calls and e-mails, but it's not the same. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ten: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm a natural blonde, and have never colored my hair. A fact that I am proud of. I also donat my hair to locks of love every now and then, but this past time was my last time. I love my loong hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eleven:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I love to cook and bake! Something I don't get to do a lot of lately with my hours at work. The Man is always good about letting me try new recipes on him. What a good little guinea pig :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twelve: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I LOVE Baseball, and is a Boston Red Sox fan to the core! ((Sigh)) One day I'll make the trip up to Fenway Park and root for my boys without having a screen in between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thirteen: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm a horrible gardener. Every year I have big hopes of making my yard beautiful and the envy of the neighborhood. Yet every year, I fail. NEXT year, however, I WILL have the yard that everyone looks at with lust ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fourteen: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My mom is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my heart. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I honestly don't think I could live without her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fifteen: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My very good friend, Josh, is teaching me to play the guitar. I love to sing, and would love to learn to play guitar and play on stage with him sometime and hang in the studio (He sings/plays live, and also has a cd out. He's our local music boy :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you like to join the fun? It's not too late!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click the link below for details:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katieslifejourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i730.photobucket.com/albums/ww307/LeslieFLambert/Blog%20Items/katiebutton.png" width="200" target="blank" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7811939366717122744?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7811939366717122744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-challenge.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7811939366717122744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7811939366717122744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-challenge.html' title='Blog Challenge'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLe2yFDMN3I/AAAAAAAAAlA/VZCym6zjXoo/s72-c/sayrah07%27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-8979217864408471708</id><published>2010-10-11T23:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T00:08:38.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Lamb Dragonfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which is the title of the song you are currently listening to (that is, if your volume is turned up). Go ahead, turn it up. Ah, c'mon. You can go louder than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song epitomizes my life. The words are pure poetry; the melody is haunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask my dear Mom, Blondie, of &lt;a href="http://vintageprims.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vintage Primitives&lt;/a&gt;! Thirty-Seven years later, and the song is still nostalgic to her ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Speculation arouses about the meaning of the song. Most believe it is a coded message between Paul McCartney and John Lennon. This song was written after The Beatles broke up, and Paul had began his new musical career with Wings. Noting the 'coded' history of the Beatles, I believe this to be true....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I also can't help but to always think of my dear Mom when I hear this song. I am the Little Lamb, and she is my Dragonfly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You see, she isn't just my Mom...she's my best friend, my confidante, my sister...kindred spirits, if you prefer. She is always there when I need her. She never ceases to amaze me with her love, wisdom, and her coaxing spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Between the both of us, I don't think we could go on without the other. We have to at least speak to each other daily, if not see each other. We rely on each other's laughter. We depend on each other's smile. And we long for each other's friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527004860001654674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLPdowhBl5I/AAAAAAAAAk0/yHNdhB8wuHs/s320/littlelambdragonfly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I have no answer for you little lamb, I can help you out...but I cannot help you in. Sometimes you think that life is hard; and this is only one of them"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dragonfly, fly by my window. You and I still have a way to go."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;((I ♥you, Dragonfly))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-8979217864408471708?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/8979217864408471708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-lamb-dragonfly.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/8979217864408471708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/8979217864408471708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-lamb-dragonfly.html' title='Little Lamb Dragonfly'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TLPdowhBl5I/AAAAAAAAAk0/yHNdhB8wuHs/s72-c/littlelambdragonfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-135491378409598241</id><published>2010-10-07T10:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T11:19:39.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Far From Where I've Been</title><content type='html'>For those followers of mine still lurking within the boundaries of Bloggerdom, I would first of all like to apologize for my long absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((On Knees Begging Forgiveness))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, now that we have reached the desired level of atonement, shall we proceed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, my blog is under construction. I feel a fresh start is much needed, in both my blog and my life. I feel so far from where I've been, that I've lost sight of who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we all have times where we get so caught up in this everyday life thing, that we sometimes become an abstracted illusion of our former selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without further ado, I would like to re-introduce myself--for old followers and new readers alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Sarah, but around these parts, I'm known simply as SaYrah. It's an acquired nickname that I feel encompasses me, and I embrace it whole-heartedly. I am Sayrah.&lt;br /&gt;I live in the South--North Carolina to be more specific; In a small spec of a town on the map called Eden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Conisseur of music. Music is the only thing that makes sense to me, and that's on a good day. Be it oldies, classic vinyl, punk, 90's grunge, or even bluegrass, if it has a beat and something I can connect with on a personal level, I'm satisfied. I will say my most favorite band are The Beatles, and it's all downhill from there really. I like it all, and the louder the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a book enthusiast. I simply adore reading, and couldn't picture my life any other way. I cannot understand why some people do not read, or love reading. I do believe it all starts in your childhood, and books were a big part of my molding process. As a matter of fact, music was, too. My favorite author is Stephen King; and one day I will meet him, I have to believe this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love movies, especially 80's movies. In fact, anything regarding the 80's is golden to me. Methinks it's because I'm an 80's baby, and I believe in whatever decade you grew up in, that decade will always be held near and dear to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love crafting, more specifically cross-stitch and scrapbooking. Although these are hobbies that have been lacking in my life lately, mainly because of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to my job. I work at our local Hospital in pre-registration. I mainly call surgical patients, verify their information, and let them know the estimated portion they owe for their procedure. Yes, people love hearing from me. But I do love my job, and wouldn't want in any other way. It's the first job I've ever had where I don't dread the work day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am married, and have been happily for 4 years this past September 30th. Jason is his name, and he loves me more than I deserve. He's the sort of man that is easy to please-never complains, eats whatever sort of madness I decide to cook on any given day, and thinks I'm completely nuts. I just heart him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have three furbabies, and were recently cut short with the loss of our dear Misty earlier this week. The wounds are still mending, but life goes on. We are a family, and I cherish my four-legged babies. They are my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a baseball fanatic, and I Lurve the Boston Red Sox. I'm a sucker for heartbreak, and these Boston boys never fail at doing just that. I take each season in stride, and do enjoy a Yankee butt kick any time of the season ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is me, love it or hate it. I'm sure there are more things I could write about myself and my life, but let's not get carried away. Desire more? Follow me, and enjoy the ride in the never-ending saga of my life.&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/2232532487569603419-135491378409598241?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/135491378409598241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-so-far-from-where-ive-been.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/135491378409598241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/135491378409598241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-so-far-from-where-ive-been.html' title='I&apos;m So Far From Where I&apos;ve Been'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-2392120705703334133</id><published>2010-10-06T10:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T10:51:28.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of an Era</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And it truly is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last night, shortly upon arriving home from work, our beloved sheltie, Misty, passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I say 'our', but in all actuality, she was my dear husband's to the core. She was his from the time she was a puppy oh so many years ago up until last night when we said our last goodbyes. And in truth, she always will be his.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The past 3 weeks have been a rollercoaster of emotions for both my husband and I. We knew she was dying, although we never did bring her to the vet. My husband refused, stating he didn't want to hear what they had to say. Denial. In my heart, I know she was filled with tumors. She stopped eating 2 weeks ago. She stopped using the bathroom last week. And earlier this week she stopped walking. We tried making her as comfortable as possible, surrounded by her blankets and pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jason, my dear husband, is not the sort to 'wear his emotions on his sleeve'. You really have to dig down deep to the core of him to figure him out. (Which on a side note is probably why I love him so much..I'm a sucker for puzzles). But last night was a night for firsts. He broke down at her grave, landed on his knees, and let it all out. And I let him. I didn't coddle him, I didn't look around hoping our neighbors wouldn't see my husband bawl his eyes out (although it was 9:30 in the evening....but I wasn't worried about this anyhow).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just let him be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If my lovely camera did not meet it's demise a few months back (I'm still in mourning), I would take a picture of our Pitt, Elijah, laying like a baby on Jason's lap in his favorite, run-down recliner. It's too darn cute, I think I could cry. **Cue for 'Awww' noises**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We're still a family. We now have three furbabies. And for those that do not know, they are our world. Some families have children--babies learning to crawl and take their first steps; children running around their front yards playing tag and catching fireflies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My family is small...and walk on four-legs (I even allow Jason to do the same, if the mood strikes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524943103252365442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TKyKeuGaAII/AAAAAAAAAks/7Usmuoj7D2M/s320/misty1_edited-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, Misty. You are loved, and will always be missed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Misty 1998~2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-2392120705703334133?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2392120705703334133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/end-of-era.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2392120705703334133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2392120705703334133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/end-of-era.html' title='The End of an Era'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TKyKeuGaAII/AAAAAAAAAks/7Usmuoj7D2M/s72-c/misty1_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5122508260218138482</id><published>2009-11-25T21:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:15:51.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Much to be Thankful For</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;I wanted to wish all my bloggie friends a Happy and Blessed Thanksgiving early because I'll be working tomorrow until 1pm--then off for family festivities.&lt;br /&gt;So much to be thankful for this year! But as a christian, I try to keep a thankful heart EVERY DAY.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;;I'm thankful for my great husband and beautiful family&lt;br /&gt;;I'm thankful for my new job--even if the hours are killing me! lol&lt;br /&gt;;I'm thankful to have a house, food in my kitchen, and all of my furbabies. They are my world :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I'm also thankful for my car--even if I do have my own issues with it. Yet again, it's broken down. This time, I come back to work from my lunch hour, put it in park, cut if off, then boom! Smoke immediately spewing from the engine. I jump out really quick thinking it's going to explode (hey--one never knows!), and see that all my anti-freeze has leaked out. Great--my hose is busted. This isn't a really big issue, but since it's Thanksgiving week, everyplace is closed until this coming Monday. So--my car will stay in the hospital parking lot until Monday when it can get towed.&lt;br /&gt;BUT! I am thankful that it decided to 'explode' in the parking lot, in the parking space, and NOT on the highway. What a BLESSING! God truly had angels all around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 'early' Thanksgiving, everyone! I love you all! Don't forget to count your blessings! Every single one of them is special!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-5122508260218138482?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5122508260218138482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/much-to-be-thankful-for.html#comment-form' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5122508260218138482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5122508260218138482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/much-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='Much to be Thankful For'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7301475161452542737</id><published>2009-11-23T20:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:27:09.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Apologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Friends, I'm gonna be straight-forward with you here....life has gotten busy here lately for me. Between finishing up training @ the Hospital, classes &amp;amp; studying, and trying to keep the Hubby happy &amp;amp; fed, as well as keep my home in order---I've been overwhelmed. While everything else is went on, my poor bloggie and friends suffered the consequences.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Can we kiss &amp;amp; make up? :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;So yes, my training officially finished the past Friday, and today was my first 'official' day on the floor. And it was a long one,folksies. I messed up a few times, but I think it's only natural since I'm still a newbie. And believe me, my team leader/trainer was behind me the whole time--and she pointed out EVERY mistake. Which was nice, but it got annoying really quick. Tomorrow I'll be on my own for good, concerning the meet &amp;amp; greet desk, and I'm kinda relieved.&lt;br /&gt;I work the rest of the week odd hours (1st, 2nd &amp;amp; 3rd shifts, actually), including Thanksgiving (but only the morning, which is cool with me).&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I promise I will be on here more frequently here. And I guess my NaBloPoMo is kinda shot...this makes me sad :(&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;P.S.-Did anyone go see New Moon this weekend? I DID! It was completely awesome..and yes, I'm a Twilight freak--but I was a big fan even before there was even a movie. The books are wayyy better, folksies.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7301475161452542737?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7301475161452542737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-apologies.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7301475161452542737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7301475161452542737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-apologies.html' title='All Apologies'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-898047911670681572</id><published>2009-11-13T08:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:24:31.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a Long One...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Sv1dqLxTMlI/AAAAAAAAAkI/OF45UNS4gXo/s1600-h/splash-515x369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403578107209921106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Sv1dqLxTMlI/AAAAAAAAAkI/OF45UNS4gXo/s320/splash-515x369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Week, that is. I've been stuffed so full of ER knowledge, that I'm starting to dream of ER registration. Ah..and so it begins. I haven't even started in ER yet with training still going on, I can just imagine when I actually DO!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;So this week has been ER training. I have Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday off--then next week I begin training on Clinicals. After that, I'll be shadowing someone for 2 days, then I'm officially on the floor. Nervous, am I? Now I am. There is SO much information needed in order to register--especially dealing with Insurance. Oh..the dreaded health insurance.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The good thing is, all the notes I'm taking now in training, I'm allowed to keep them with me for always, if needed.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Needless to say this week I haven't been online that much, unless to post. This weekend I'll be catching up with all my sweet online friends &amp;amp; their blogs. I also have to catch up with some homework.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The weather has also been awful this week on my side of heaven in Eden, NC. We've been getting majority of all the bad rain from Ida. In just one day we had 5 inches of rain, and many trees on my road have gone down. Thankfully, none of mine. It's supposed to be mostly dry today and this weekend. I'm glad for the rain, but I wish we could have had all this in the summer when we desperately needed it!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Happy Friday everyone! I hope your day is truly blessed!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-898047911670681572?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/898047911670681572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-long-one.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/898047911670681572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/898047911670681572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-long-one.html' title='It&apos;s been a Long One...'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Sv1dqLxTMlI/AAAAAAAAAkI/OF45UNS4gXo/s72-c/splash-515x369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7728670941826215240</id><published>2009-11-11T08:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T08:36:07.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word-Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Svq68aMd-iI/AAAAAAAAAj4/tD-EOkMm1eA/s1600-h/WFW2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402836249970866722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Svq68aMd-iI/AAAAAAAAAj4/tD-EOkMm1eA/s320/WFW2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3&gt;"The Name of the Lord is a Strong Tower; The Righteous Run To It And Are Safe."&lt;br /&gt;;Proverbs 18:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isn't it amazing to know that when we're in trouble, when things are looking dark, gloomy &amp;amp; grim, all we have to do is Run to the Lord, Call His name, and we are Safe?! I need to remember this verse always, because it's easy to forget sometimes!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402837820422712546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Svq8X0lXbOI/AAAAAAAAAkA/vfA-HCU0nJ8/s320/wfw-2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Follow&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allyouhavetogive.com/"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3&gt;to All You Have To Give and link up with Mr.Linky if you would like to participate this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;And don't forget today is Veteran's Day! Give thanks to a vet today for all they have given us. My Poppa is a WWII vet, stormed the beaches @ Normandy, and lived to tell about it. I am so thankful to have him in my life, and that he fought so hard for my freedom.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7728670941826215240?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7728670941826215240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/word-filled-wednesday_11.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7728670941826215240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7728670941826215240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/word-filled-wednesday_11.html' title='Word-Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Svq68aMd-iI/AAAAAAAAAj4/tD-EOkMm1eA/s72-c/WFW2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4350161963600394102</id><published>2009-11-10T19:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:22:18.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart Musicals</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;It's true, I do. Name a musical..any. Chances are I've watched it way too many times, and know all the lyrics to every song. I drove my Dad crazy growing up watching them, and now I have the privilege of driving my dear Hubby crazy-hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have too many to list, but I was thinking how about every Tuesday I write a little about a musical I like, how would that sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's musical is "Little Shop of Horrors". Yes, I love this movie. The music, choreagraphy, actors &amp;amp; comedy complete make this movie awesome. I first saw this movie @ my Aunt's house when I was younger. Ever since then, I've been hooked. I was in my musical mood last night, looked through them all, and realized I haven't watched this one in quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;Here is my favorite scene/song from the movie. If you know the words, be my guest and sing-along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here you go, for your viewing enjoyment :)**Don't forget to scroLL down to the bottom and pause music currently playing**&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z0kSBiu1IGk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z0kSBiu1IGk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4350161963600394102?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4350161963600394102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-heart-musicals.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4350161963600394102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4350161963600394102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-heart-musicals.html' title='I Heart Musicals'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-3442152531110849199</id><published>2009-11-09T18:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:54:23.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Not Me!" Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3&gt;will not be participating in "not me" Monday today because of her son, Stellan's, health right now. But I've decided to join in anyway :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did NOT completely lay around all last week, watching way too many lifetime movies and old Roseanne episodes. I would Never be that lazy, I'm a very well balanced woman who always follows a strict schedule and lists...LoL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did NOT fall in the bathtub on Saturday while giving my furbabies a flea bath. I'm highly coordinated, and always watch what I'm doing. (Well, atleast I had my weekly flea bath, too, hehe).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did NOT try on 4 different outfits this morning before heading to my first day @ work. I would never stress, or even care what I'm wearing. Nope, not me..never.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did NOT get really frustrated this evening when I tried clocking out @ work. I, of course, wrote down all my passwords to everything needed @ the hospital--so of course I was able to clock out when needed. (As a matter of fact, I still can't figure out my password to clock-out OR my hospital e-mail password. We have like 6 different areas where passwords are needed. Why couldn't I be smart and use the same password for all areas?) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why? Because, well..that's just not me :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for playing along!&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I had a good day @ work. Training all this week, and next. Still frustrated over the whole password thing--they will just have to help me out tomorrow! Now I must go study my notes of everything we went over today--because tomorrow I'll have a test :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna like it there, test or no test :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-3442152531110849199?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3442152531110849199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-me-mondays.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3442152531110849199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3442152531110849199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-me-mondays.html' title='&quot;Not Me!&quot; Mondays'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7048291997942311776</id><published>2009-11-08T13:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:55:55.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sheep and The Goats</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://givingandreceivingsweetnothings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zg5n71XIymg/Sd_n1L_snQI/AAAAAAAAA7s/qbMR_cMjARw/s1600/Worship%2Band%2BPraise%2BSunday%2BButton%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I'm joining Brittany @&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://givingandreceivingsweetnothings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sweet Nothings&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3&gt;this beautiful Sunday for Worship and Praise Sunday, where fellow friends &amp;amp; Christians share a favorite song, video or lyrics to a song that are really speaking to us. If you would like to join in, follow the link to Brittany's blog :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, so here lately, the Lord has really been speaking to me through Matthew 25:31-46 where Jesus is talking about the Sheep and the Goats. I'm still meditating on this scripture, and song, and trying to get everything out of it I'm supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;Because our lives are so busy, and there truly aren't enough hours in the day, we sometimes don't get to do everything that we NEED to do (but yet we always make time for want we WANT to do).&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"When the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, he will sit on his throne in heavenly glory. All the nations will be gathered before him, and he will separate the people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left.&lt;br /&gt;"Then the King will say to those on his right, 'Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.'&lt;br /&gt;"Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?'&lt;br /&gt;"The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.'&lt;br /&gt;"Then he will say to those on his left, 'Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels. For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink, I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.'&lt;br /&gt;"They also will answer, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?'&lt;br /&gt;"He will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.'&lt;br /&gt;"Then they will go away to eternal punishment, but the righteous to eternal life."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Enjoy this song by Keith Green (Yes, I do love him! lol), entitled The Sheep &amp;amp; The Goats (how appropriate!). And folksies, it's all scripture.**Scroll down to the bottom of my bloG to mute the music currently playing**&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ix8ddosjg-k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ix8ddosjg-k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I'm constantly falling short of the grace of God, I stumble and I fall. But Lord, I want to do what YOU want me to do ALWAYS. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm still, even today, striving to be the Sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7048291997942311776?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7048291997942311776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-joining-brittany-sweet-nothings-this.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7048291997942311776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7048291997942311776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-joining-brittany-sweet-nothings-this.html' title='The Sheep and The Goats'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zg5n71XIymg/Sd_n1L_snQI/AAAAAAAAA7s/qbMR_cMjARw/s72-c/Worship%2Band%2BPraise%2BSunday%2BButton%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5725831843832752447</id><published>2009-11-07T12:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:34:35.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Word Saturdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.showmyface.com/search/label/6WS"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/showmyface/guts/6wsButton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;h3 align="center"&gt;My Free Ride is almost OVER!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;that's right, my week of free time will be up Monday. Training begins Monday @ 10 a.m.; I'll be staying until 6 p.m. I am assuming this will be my schedule for all of next week, or until training is finished. After that, my schedule will vary..a lot. Basically-i'm 'On Call' all the time, @ any time. My friend, Susan (the girl who I made the pillow for who is getting married next month--see earlier post from this week), works in this same department and works crazy hours. Like last night, she worked 2:30 p.m. until midnight. Ouch..but, I'm completely fine with that. This is a great experience for me, and I'm so thankful for having the chance to get this experience! This will be a great stepping stone for me! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, I'm SO tired of talking about WHEN I will start, and all my nervousness. I'm ready for Monday to be here already! That way I can come and let you fine folksies know how my first day went!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thank you for all your prayers, words of encouragement, and thoughts! You folksies are wonderful :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-5725831843832752447?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5725831843832752447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/six-word-saturdays.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5725831843832752447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5725831843832752447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/six-word-saturdays.html' title='Six Word Saturdays'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/showmyface/guts/th_6wsButton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5057378079294425408</id><published>2009-11-06T20:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:02:29.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellaneous</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;I must say, only 6 days into NaBloPoMo and I'm beginning to hit Mr. Writer's Block. It's okay, my life will become interesting @ some point this month.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Monday I start my training @ the Hospital. I'm really excited..and nervous, of course. I've had the same job for 11 years, and had my own little comfort zone there. Now, I'm going into a completely different setting, learn a whole new routine, meet new people, and basically walk into a new stage in my life. Yes, it's exciting, but I am still nervous. I'm a shy person, people. I know once I get into the swing of things there, I'll be okay. Prayers and words of encouragement from you fine folksies would be wonderful, though.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I actually have been posting every day, but I've been writing my posts @ night this week, so that is why the days are behind on my previous posts. I didn't want NaBloPoMo people to get on me! LoL.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I am snagging this ABC-Get-To-Know-You-Questionnaire from&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://dustbunniesanddivas.blogspot.com/2009/10/tag-youre-it.html"&gt;Dustbunnies and Divas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Age: &lt;h3&gt;25. My 25th birthday hit me really hard. I'm not really sure why, I think it just finally hit me how fast time really goes.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-Bed Size: &lt;h3&gt;FuLL. And yes, I'm in the market for a new one! Sharing a bed with my hubby and 3 of our furbabies tends to get really tight some nights! LoL.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Chore you hate: &lt;h3&gt;LAUNDRY! I loathe it, mainly because it's never-ending.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-Dog's Name: &lt;h3&gt;I have 4 furbabies. Misty (sheltie), Annabelle (mix with dachsund &amp;amp; labrador), Elijah (Pitt) &amp;amp; Elliot (mix with hound &amp;amp; labrador).&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Essential start your day item: &lt;h3&gt;COFFEE! I am not human until I've had a cup of joe in the morning. After that, my day can begin :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F-Favorite Color: &lt;h3&gt;A couple, but my favorite has to be yellow. It's so happy :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-Gold or Silver: &lt;h3&gt;Silver, always :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H-Height: &lt;h3&gt;5 feet even. Yes, I'm a shorty.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-I am: &lt;h3&gt;So completely blessed. I never cease to thank Him for all of my blessings. The Lord is ever faithful, and always merciful :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-Job: &lt;h3&gt;I will begin work in the patient access department @ our local hospital. Basically working in registration @ the ER, Day Hospital, working the switchboard, and other varying tasks. Thank You, Jesus! :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-Kids: &lt;h3&gt;None @ the moment. Hubby &amp;amp; I are waiting to finish school, and just take advantage of the time God has given us to enjoy one another. However, our furbabies are our children, that's for sure. And spoiled @ that!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Living arrangements: &lt;h3&gt;Home in the middle of suburbia. Three bedrooms, 1 bath, living room, dining room, kitchen, sunroom, &amp;amp; laundry room. This is the home my dear hubby grew up in. I love it! Although it does need a major paint job!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-Mom's Name: &lt;h3&gt;Beverly a.k.a Blondie&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-Nicknames: &lt;h3&gt;Sayrah (I live in the south, this is how people pronounce my name), &amp;amp; Shorty.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-Overnight hospital stay: &lt;h3&gt;none! Thankfully! :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-Pet Peeve: &lt;h3&gt;Probably a negative attitude in somebody else. Because then it gets me down, and start to think negative. I like to surround myself around happy &amp;amp; positive people! :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q-Quote from a movie: &lt;h3&gt;"You have to do the best with what God gave you." Mrs. Gump from Forrest Gump. I just love that movie so much.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-Right or Left handed: &lt;h3&gt;Righty&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-Siblings: &lt;h3&gt;Two older brothers. I love my brothers! :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-Time you wake up: &lt;h3&gt;Typically around 7 in the morning. If I wake up before then, that's God waking me up, and He always has His reasons (I usually take that time to pray).&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U-Underwear: &lt;h3&gt;Always.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-Vegetables you dislike: &lt;h3&gt;Beets and radishes. Simply disgusting.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W-Ways you run late: &lt;h3&gt;Never being able to find anything to wear. Can you relate?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-X-rays you've had: &lt;h3&gt;None :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y-Yummy food you make: &lt;h3&gt;Strawberry Yum-Yum. The best part is, it's sugar-free! I'll post the recipe soon.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z-Zoo favorite: &lt;h3&gt;Monkeys. They are way too entertaining :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had fun! I won't be tagging anybody, but if you want to simply snag it from me, be my guest! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-5057378079294425408?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5057378079294425408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/miscellaneous.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5057378079294425408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5057378079294425408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/miscellaneous.html' title='Miscellaneous'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7396947349017378210</id><published>2009-11-04T18:17:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:35:01.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing A Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Are you looking for a really quick, cheap and EASY recipe that can be made any time of the week? Something that's delicious and stress-free?&lt;br /&gt;Enter Pasta Primavera, ButterflyChic style.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;You will need the following:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400395069562877842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SvIOtAgQ95I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/7sx38Lqqp6M/s320/HF_lrg_kielbasa_palmier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400395242075356386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SvIO3DKcfOI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Hfia9Hbitmw/s320/0007680828018_215X215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400395410707110962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SvIPA3XY3DI/AAAAAAAAAjg/14BAYlVvVm0/s320/cali+style+vegs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400395591296341442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SvIPLYHN1cI/AAAAAAAAAjo/1802gxNwFtg/s320/alfredosauce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Dice keilbasa up into bite size peices. Put water in a big pot; Add salt &amp;amp; olive oil. Then add all of the above ingredients EXCEPT Alfredo sauce. Boil until noodles are al dente and veggies are tender (about 20 minutes).&lt;br /&gt;Drain, mix with alfredo sauce, add pepper &amp;amp; any other seasonings you desire.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Enjoy! The easiest meal ever. It is truly my 'Go-To' meal because I more often than not keep all these ingredients handy. Didn't I tell you this was quick, easy, and affordable? Your family will love it, and love you for making it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7396947349017378210?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7396947349017378210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharing-recipe.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7396947349017378210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7396947349017378210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharing-recipe.html' title='Sharing A Recipe'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SvIOtAgQ95I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/7sx38Lqqp6M/s72-c/HF_lrg_kielbasa_palmier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4299539697570812756</id><published>2009-11-03T19:05:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:42:51.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word-FiLLed Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SvDGUVL50zI/AAAAAAAAAi4/MTMQVHVTfl8/s1600-h/wfw-2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400034005803979570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SvDGUVL50zI/AAAAAAAAAi4/MTMQVHVTfl8/s320/wfw-2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The purpose of Word-Filled Wednesday is to share God's word through photo's &amp;amp; a verse! :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400034568588210370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SvDG1FuHsMI/AAAAAAAAAjA/z2wW-BetoiQ/s320/SuperStock_1566-277328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;But when the Holy Spirit controls our lives he will produce this kind of fruit: Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, and Self-Control. Here there is no conflict with the law.&lt;br /&gt;Galatians 5:22-23&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;This is one of my favorite verses. My hope and prayer is that God continually places these fruits within me, where other people can see my fruits and know that I am a Child of God! :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://the160acrewoods.com/?page_id=755" target="_blank" mce_href="http://the160acrewoods.com/?page_id=755"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o209/amydeanne/wfw-2008sm.jpg" border="0" mce_src="http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o209/amydeanne/wfw-2008sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4299539697570812756?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4299539697570812756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/word-filled-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4299539697570812756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4299539697570812756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/word-filled-wednesday.html' title='Word-FiLLed Wednesday'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SvDGUVL50zI/AAAAAAAAAi4/MTMQVHVTfl8/s72-c/wfw-2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-469858921783901192</id><published>2009-11-02T23:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:18:14.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Well..sort of! I'm starting to get some stitchin' together for Christmas gifts. I have some finished already. I've also been working on a gift for my friend Susan's wedding shower this coming Saturday. I thought I would give you guys a look @ what I've done...&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399732676278968818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Su-0QpOtYfI/AAAAAAAAAio/PLXF-AMsYK8/s320/11-2-09+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;This is the pillow I finished this evening for Susan. It says "Susan &amp;amp; Landen-established 2009". I am hoping she likes it! It would be so pretty sitting on her couch, or bed..or wherever I think! If she doesn't like it, I'll change our names! LoL&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399733707080084530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Su-1MpQ2LDI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ivqFIJtyusE/s320/11-2-09+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I finished this one a couple weeks back for my cousin, Ruthie. It says "Mooving forward by Faith" (on cow fabric). A little back story--She &amp;amp; her family are originally from FL, but moved to WI after her husband retired so that he could be closer to his family. Well, it wasn't really what Ruthie wanted to do, I know, but being a good wife &amp;amp; mother, she of course went. I thought this pillow would make her smile &amp;amp; laugh. Because, after all, she is moving forward by faith :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope you guys like these pillows! I love making them, they are so much fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-469858921783901192?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/469858921783901192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-been-busy.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/469858921783901192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/469858921783901192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-been-busy.html' title='I&apos;ve been busy...'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Su-0QpOtYfI/AAAAAAAAAio/PLXF-AMsYK8/s72-c/11-2-09+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7669964353948089349</id><published>2009-11-01T21:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:23:34.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Manna</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://joannesher.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-to-monday-manna.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="Monday Manna" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l308/its1joanne/mondaymanna.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The purpose of Monday Manna is to simply get together and know Christ better through His Word. If you would like to join in, click the picture above to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week on Monday Manna, Johanna asked us to study &amp;amp; think on this verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399324372044898578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Su5A6NbYYRI/AAAAAAAAAig/Vwl-GJcxQIQ/s320/MonManna1verse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I love the book of Philippians. I like to think of it as my 'Go-To Book', along with a couple others, too. This book is just so 'meaty', if you know what I mean.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So when I opened my Bible this weekend and flipped to the tattered &amp;amp; worn pages of Philippians, I couldn't help but think of that song I used to sing when I was little, and some of you may have sang the same song as well. You know the one--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Oh be careful little eyes what you see..Oh be careful little ears what you hear..Oh be careful little mouth what you speak--for the Father up above is looking down in love"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We need to guard our mind &amp;amp; thoughts daily from all the evil that surrounds as 24/7. The Devil and all his demons are just WAITING to get to us! Our body is a temple of Christ, and we need to fill it with good, pure, loving things. I've always believed that what goes in, must come out. So if we are filling our mind, body &amp;amp; thoughts with 'bad' or 'evil' things, that's exactly what's going to come out! I don't know about you, but I would rather Good things go into my temple. Wouldn't you? Well, it's what the Lord wants--so if it's good enough for the Lord &amp;amp; Paul, then it's good enough for me. Amen? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7669964353948089349?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7669964353948089349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday-manna.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7669964353948089349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7669964353948089349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday-manna.html' title='Monday Manna'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Su5A6NbYYRI/AAAAAAAAAig/Vwl-GJcxQIQ/s72-c/MonManna1verse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-1298497794527588660</id><published>2009-11-01T20:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:08:23.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And So It Begins..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Su4wSY0Sb8I/AAAAAAAAAiY/jbDafI3PJpE/s1600-h/november.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399306095721344962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Su4wSY0Sb8I/AAAAAAAAAiY/jbDafI3PJpE/s320/november.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I am joining in with so many others for NaBloPoMo. All you do is simply commit to write a post every day for one month. Simple right? It should be! LoL. I apologize now if some days I come across Mr. Writer's Block, but I will try my best to keep it interesting! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to join in with me, click on my NaBloPoMo badge on my sidebar, which will then lead you to their website to register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Blogging! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-1298497794527588660?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1298497794527588660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-so-it-begins.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1298497794527588660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1298497794527588660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And So It Begins..'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Su4wSY0Sb8I/AAAAAAAAAiY/jbDafI3PJpE/s72-c/november.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-6603405806586214346</id><published>2009-11-01T01:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:05:09.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Encouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;I need you beautiful folksies to know that Keith Green is my favorite christian artist. I grew up listening to his music, and I still can't get enough of it. What a blessing it was to grow up in a God-loving household where the Word was taught and shared freely between my 2 older brothers &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My dear Mom was just telling me today that when I was just 2 years old, I would stand up in my crib singing "This is the Day that the Lord has made" over and over (but all I would actually say was "This is the Day" lol). The Lord has ministered to me through Keith's music through the years. I thank the Lord for letting Keith sing and share His love so freely through his music during his time here on earth (He died in the early 80's in a plane crash with his 2young children).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this song playing, it's called 'To Obey is Better Than Sacrifice'. One thing I love about Keith's music is that it is all scripture, everything straight from the word. This is talking about King Saul in the old testament concerning sacrifices &amp;amp; obedience (hence the name!). Lyrics are provided below :) I love this song because it really speaks to me. I am not perfect, and fall short of the grace of God every single day. I need to constantly be reminded that it's not about me and this world, it's about Him and what I  do to honor His word within this world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To obey is better than sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your money&lt;br /&gt;I want your life&lt;br /&gt;And I hear you say that I'm coming back soon&lt;br /&gt;But you act like I'll never return&lt;br /&gt;Well you speak of grace and my love so sweet&lt;br /&gt;How you thrive on milk, but reject My meat&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help weeping of how it will be&lt;br /&gt;If you keep on ignoring My words&lt;br /&gt;Well you pray to prosper and succeed&lt;br /&gt;But your flesh is something I just can't feed&lt;br /&gt;To obey is better than sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;I want more than Sunday and Wednesday nights&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you can't come to Me every day&lt;br /&gt;Then don't bother coming at all&lt;br /&gt;La,la,la....&lt;br /&gt;To obey is better than sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;I want hearts of fire&lt;br /&gt;Not your prayers of ice&lt;br /&gt;And I'm coming quickly&lt;br /&gt;To give back to you&lt;br /&gt;According to what you have done&lt;br /&gt;According to what you have done&lt;br /&gt;According to what you have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugs &amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-6603405806586214346?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6603405806586214346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-encouragement.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6603405806586214346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6603405806586214346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-encouragement.html' title='Sunday Encouragement'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-950523920553957027</id><published>2009-10-31T18:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:09:40.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Word SaturdayS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.showmyface.com/search/label/6WS"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/showmyface/guts/6wsButton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Yesterday was Last Day at DaycaRe! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's right, yesterday was my last official day @ the dreaded daycare. After 11 years, I don't know if I'll go through withdrawals of not working with children anymore. But--I doubt it. To be honest, I'm completely burned out of children, and I would like to have my own someday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'll have some free time most of next week, thank you Jesus! I have a physical on Tuesday, then I have to wait around for orientation, then training. The dates were changed due to H1N1 vaccinations starting up next week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a blessed Saturday! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-950523920553957027?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/950523920553957027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/six-word-saturdays_31.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/950523920553957027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/950523920553957027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/six-word-saturdays_31.html' title='Six Word SaturdayS'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/showmyface/guts/th_6wsButton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5247878160654922263</id><published>2009-10-29T20:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:29:43.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ThankfuL ThursdayS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://truth4thejourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Thankful Thursday at Truth 4 the Journey" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm241/razn6/sonya_thankful05.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;This week, I am participating in &lt;a href="http://truth4thejourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sonya's&lt;/a&gt; Thankful Thursday. This is where you list 5 things you are thankful for this week. If you would like to participate, simply click the banner above. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1) Something has happened in my life within the past 24 hours--something that has truly made me hit the floor, heartbroken. I don't want to discuss too much right now, but I do want to thank the Lord for letting this happen.His word says that he never lays anything on us that we cannot bear! So thank you, Lord, for giving me the opportunity to strengthen my faith, hope &amp;amp; trust in YOU! Nothing is impossible for you. Your yolk is easy, your burden is light. You're my deliverer! And you'll find me waiting on my knees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2) I'm thankful for my great husband and my wonderful mom. They are my true (earthly) support system. I am so thankful &amp;amp; grateful to have them both in my life, they are true gifts from God!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3) I'm thankful that the Lord is opening both doors and windows in my life right now, with full force! I'm not sure what road he is taking me down, but I'm going to walk by faith, and not by sight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4) I am thankful for my faith (are you seeing a trend here for me this week?!), and that I have the Lord to lean on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5) And finally, I am thankful to be a Child of God! I would be in a world of trouble &amp;amp; pain right now if He wasn't in my Life! Thank you for giving me everlasting life, Lord!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm sorry this post isn't very creative or 'unique' today, and is sort of repetitive. But this is where I am in my life right now---truly and utterly on my knees, waiting to see what the Lord has in store for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-5247878160654922263?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5247878160654922263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/thankful-thursdays.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5247878160654922263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5247878160654922263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/thankful-thursdays.html' title='ThankfuL ThursdayS'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4525237517550037359</id><published>2009-10-27T20:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T06:43:56.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SueVnQz9GFI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/5yRuijQWHWo/s1600-h/WFW3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397447180187146322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SueVnQz9GFI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/5yRuijQWHWo/s320/WFW3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://the160acrewoods.com/?page_id=755" target="_blank" mce_href="http://the160acrewoods.com/?page_id=755"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o209/amydeanne/wfw-2008sm.jpg" border="0" mce_src="http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o209/amydeanne/wfw-2008sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I can't thank the Lord enough for all his blessings and all his goodness. But I know one thing, I don't want Him to let up @ all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Heavenly Father,&lt;br /&gt;I come to You now and ask that You let me and my blog be a blessing to others. Let my words be Your words. Let my actions speak louder than words. Let my light shine through all channels, so that others may see You IN ME!&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' Mighty Name,&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4525237517550037359?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4525237517550037359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/word-filled-wednesday_27.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4525237517550037359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4525237517550037359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/word-filled-wednesday_27.html' title='Word Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SueVnQz9GFI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/5yRuijQWHWo/s72-c/WFW3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-647509107665071884</id><published>2009-10-27T04:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T05:43:29.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WeLL..I am just ThriLLed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Well, I'm up early again! I fell asleep shortly after posting my not me Monday post. I can add a few more to that list, too. I would NEVER fall asleep with a sink-full of dishes, knowing I would wake up to them in the morning. Not me, I simply would never stand for that! LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So upon waking this morning, I found out my dear friend &lt;a href="http://eacraft.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt; from Emily's Adventures gave me this most wonderful, simply beautiful, and utterly honest award:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397190442775452210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SuasHLbDmjI/AAAAAAAAAiA/o_JBT6FixMo/s320/honest_scrap_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;In accepting this award (Thank You again, Emily!), there are of course rules to go along with it! What would life be without rules? I can think of one word--Anarchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;;You must thank the person who gave the award, list their blog &amp;amp; link it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;; You must share "10 Honest Things" about yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;;You have to present this award to 7 other bloggeRs whose blogs you find brilliant in content and/or design, or those who have encouraged you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;; Lastly, you must tell those 7 people they have been award the Honest Scrap award and inform them of these guidelines.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not too hard, right? So *drumroll please*, I am going to pass this honest award onto:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vintageprims.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vintage Primitives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shaemata.blogspot.com/"&gt;Following the Footsteps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://filledwithpraise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Filled with Praise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.happyhousewifelivinglife.com/"&gt;Happy Housewife Living Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lynnettekraft.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dancing Barefoot on Weathered Ground&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mydesertcottage.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Desert Cottage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://croleyc69-thecroleygang.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Croley Gang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Congratulations, Ladies! You are not only stalked by me on a regular basis, but you have an awesome blog and encourage me with your honest words! Way to Go! LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, onto my "10 Honest Things":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm not a very good housekeeper. On the other hand, I wish I could stay @ home all day and make a beautiful, clean, and lovely home for my hubby. I am sure that if I didn't work, I would be an outstanding housekeeper! But, since I do not have that luxury, I guess I'll be happy with knowing that sometimes my dishes stay in the sink overnight (shock! gasp!), and that sometimes my laundry stays in a basket (fully clean &amp;amp; folded) all week, and yes, sometimes our dining table is strictly my office table. One day, my house will live up to the full potential I know it's begging for. One day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Along the lines of housekeeping, I'm not a very good gardener, either. Every year, when Spring shows it's shining smile, I am so full of optimism and potential, I literally burst with overwhelming gardening ideas! I do pretty well @ first with making my yard &amp;amp; front porch look spectacular..but then life simply gets in the way. I think my biggest flaw (with both housekeeping &amp;amp; gardening), is that I get so overwhelmed thinking everything has to be done all @ once. I need to remember to take one step @ a time, one idea @ a time--eventually, my home will be a picture out of a magazine...ROFLMBO! Man..that was a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a tendency to watch movies over, and over, and then over again. I wear them suckers out, and it drives my dear hubby Cah-Razy! It's usually 'comfort' movies..like--"Steel Magnolias", or "Terms of Endearment", &amp;amp; "The Goonies". Although, I fell asleep watching "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" last night, and now that Alien Lullaby music from the movie is stuck in my head. Ah, such is my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am the biggest Worry-Wart I know! (Next to my dear Grandma, it must run in my family). I not only worry, but I LOOK for things to worry about. And usually it's off-the-wall things that have no purpose in being worried about, like--my dogs are sleeping! They must have cancer! (how dare my dogs dream of sleeping!)--THAT kind of silly worrying that is so ridiculous. Isn't it funny, but the biggest worriers I know love the Lord with all their heart. You'd think we'd wise up by now and realize that God is in control and tells us to have No Fear. Don't worry, I'll be okay. And btw, my dogs are sleeping now, but I'm 100 percent sure that they don't have cancer. See, I'm cured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have an obsession with tropical plants, or tropical looking plants. I think it's because I grew up in Florida, and so I like plants that 'remind' me of The Sunshine State. My dear friend, Shannon, lives in Charleston SC, and she even brought home a palm tree for me. Yeah, that poor thing didn't even last a season on my side of the frozen tundra. But-it was so beautiful while it lasted! (On a side note-I'm really good with plants in containers! They seem to survive! It's once they get in the ground where I seem to lose them. Maybe I should have a container garden.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm not human in the morning until I have had atleast 2 cups of coffee. Isn't this most people? But it's so true for me. My dear hubby has learned not to have a conversation with me before my 1st cup. I'm not coherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. As some of you may know, I met my dear hubby on Myspace. You have no idea how much flack I've gotten over that little coincidence. The funny thing is, we've lived 5 minutes from each other for 15 years! And we're from a small town, so you would think we would have met each other before then! But no, myspace was God's plan! He had it all planned out! LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I LOVE the Red Sox! I don't think you can get much more honest than that! Every season, I am so optimistic my boys will come through for lil' ole' me down here in North Carolina, but every season they usually break my heart. But, a fan is a fan, through the good times and bad..which usually in our case, we have a lot of bad times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My dream is to open an Animal ShelteR one day. My hubby keeps telling me that I don't need to worry about it, we already have an animal shelter in our own home! I have 4 dogs and 5 cats, and am hoping to add a parrot, rabbit, horses, cows, a llama, and some pigs. Well, maybe I'll just have a farm instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. So, this is about honesty right? Well, I LOVE THE LORD! Can't get enough of his goodness, and that's a good thing because He showers me with it 24/7. I pray everyday that he constantly change me into who He wants me to be. All I want to be is a blessing to others. I pray my 10 things have blessed you, and have not scared you away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it's your turn, ladies. And remember, it doesn't hurt that much, just enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings* &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-647509107665071884?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/647509107665071884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/welli-am-just-thrilled.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/647509107665071884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/647509107665071884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/welli-am-just-thrilled.html' title='WeLL..I am just ThriLLed!'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SuasHLbDmjI/AAAAAAAAAiA/o_JBT6FixMo/s72-c/honest_scrap_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-9210660707641005484</id><published>2009-10-26T18:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T18:37:02.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me MondaY</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Head on over to&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama's&lt;/a&gt; blog to participate/read in this weeks "not me" Monday! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=As for me, I did NOT make a complete pig of myself Friday evening @ Golden Corral when my family &amp;amp; dear Hubby took me out for a celebratory dinneR! I always feel guilty @ buffets. Dear hubby &amp;amp; I always over-eat to make up for the price we paid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=I did NOT spend 2 hours on Saturday trying to figure out Photoshop. I'm not the type of person who can just take short-cuts. I always go the long way around when doing something, especially when that something is new to me. But I do love Photoshop! I'm addicted now :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=I did NOT watch the Yankees play on Saturday, praying that they would lose! I'm a die-hard Sox fan, so of course I had to watch my competition...win. Ah--it's okay. Better luck next year, Sox boys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=I was NOT completely excited this morning knowing I just had 5 more days working @ the daycaRe! OK, listen: If you've worked with 2-year-olds for 11 years, you'd feel the same way I would! It's like ground-hog day everyday, for 11 years. Scary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for playing along! Come back next week for some more "not me" Mondays! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-9210660707641005484?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/9210660707641005484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-me-monday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/9210660707641005484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/9210660707641005484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me MondaY'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5838457125094068585</id><published>2009-10-24T10:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T10:28:38.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Word SaturdayS</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;All you do is describe your life in six words. Six? Yes, just six. Easy, peasy, japaneasy!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.showmyface.com/search/label/6WS"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/showmyface/guts/6wsButton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Hallelujah! I got the job! PTL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PTL=Praise The Lord). And in reference to my six word Saturday challenge, last Wednesday I went on an interview @ our local hospital-Morehead Memorial Hospital-in pursuit of working in the patient access department. This past Thursday, I received the call confirming I GOT THE JOB! Again---Hallelujah! God is so good to me, and always faithful! Next week is my last week at the dreaded daycare. I have orientation Nov. 2nd &amp;amp; 3rd, and training begins Nov. 9th. I also have one more semester before I graduate with a degree in Medical Office Administration. Everything seems to be falling together, and I couldn't be more pleased &amp;amp; more thankful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applause is welcome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugs &amp;amp; Blessings*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-5838457125094068585?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5838457125094068585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/six-word-saturdays.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5838457125094068585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5838457125094068585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/six-word-saturdays.html' title='Six Word SaturdayS'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/showmyface/guts/th_6wsButton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-1264737180795404020</id><published>2009-10-22T04:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T06:22:21.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Blog Post Giveaway!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Decorated%20images/ButterflyCS.jpg?t=1256201615" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" rows="4" cols="22"&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.sayrahterry.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Decorated%20images/ButterflyCS.jpg?t=1256201615" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;It's finally here, my 100th blog post! And to celebrate my 100th blog post, I am having a giveaway!! Now do I have your attention?&lt;br /&gt;I will be giving away a surprise-- something homemade from none other than--Me! It is truly southern and completely special-you won't want to miss out! Here's a hint, you'll have it in time for Christmas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still interested?&lt;br /&gt;Here's what you have to do--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;You must be a FolloweR. When I tally up, I will write down all my Follower's names, and my random name generator (ahem, my dear hubby! LoL) will then choose!&lt;br /&gt;;You must snag both my buttons &amp;amp; display them on your blog (Keep my regular button for always, if you like!). You can find the code for my buttons on the sidebar. Snag away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;;You must advertise my blog &amp;amp; giveaway to 5 other bloggers. That's not too hard, is it? Help a gaL out, won't ya?&lt;br /&gt;;Please leave a comment on this post. When you advertise, please ask that they come here to my blog to grab my buttons &amp;amp; leave a comment.&lt;br /&gt;;And THANK YOU to all my followers for all of your dedication &amp;amp; sweet, sweet comments. I LOVE YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just the first of many other giveaways I plan to have in the future. Help spread the word about my blog/giveaway, and you could win a special goody from me! Hey, when 'free' is mentioned, motivation follows! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! Now..get to snagging! Spread the Word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-1264737180795404020?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1264737180795404020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/100th-post-blog-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1264737180795404020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1264737180795404020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/100th-post-blog-giveaway.html' title='100th Blog Post Giveaway!!'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4784169649389983779</id><published>2009-10-22T02:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T02:28:08.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Word FiLLed Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;My apologies for being a couple hours behind for Word Filled on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;In short-I came home around 4:30 from work, and fell asleep shortly afterwards, waking up @ 1 a.m. This is no surprise, I do this about once a month--when I get so tired I just kinda 'fall out'. So, here is your Word Filled Wednesday (On Thursday, but we'll overlook that minor factor).&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395306177521843682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/St_6YgWo_eI/AAAAAAAAAhY/iRCJrUQxjgk/s320/WFW1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Kinda hard to see the scripture on my pic, sorry! "...And all the trees of the field shall clap their hands" Isaiah 57:12&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://the160acrewoods.com/?page_id=755" target="_blank" mce_href="http://the160acrewoods.com/?page_id=755"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o209/amydeanne/wfw-2008sm.jpg" border="0" mce_src="http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o209/amydeanne/wfw-2008sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4784169649389983779?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4784169649389983779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/word-filled-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4784169649389983779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4784169649389983779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/word-filled-wednesday.html' title='Word FiLLed Wednesday'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/St_6YgWo_eI/AAAAAAAAAhY/iRCJrUQxjgk/s72-c/WFW1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-6945834161966912939</id><published>2009-10-20T16:54:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:28:53.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lynette's Harvest of Friends Blog Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://lynnettekraft.blogspot.com/2009/09/announcing-harvest-of-friends-blog.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg57/impickles/HarvestofFriendsSBSm.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I am so happy to be participating in Lynette's Harvest of Friends Blog Party! If you have time, I urge you to please visit Lynette's blog by clicking the picture below.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://lynnettekraft.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i448.photobucket.com/albums/qq207/abgk007/DancingBarefootButtonSm.png" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Okay, on with the 20 questions! :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. What is your favorite thing to snack on while you're blogging?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I typically do not snack on anything while @ the computer. Occasionally, if at supper time, I will bring my plate of dinner to the computer if I'm really behind on homework, and of course, blogging! LoL&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;2. What is one thing you wouldn't want to live without?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I would have to say the Word. I have several Bibles (I admit, I collect them!) of various themes &amp;amp; version. My favorite, and the one I use most frequently while studying the Word, is the Spirit-Filled version.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;3. Beach, Mountains or Farm? Where would you live if you had a choice?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Well, I would probably have to say the Beach, but I've always wanted to live on a farm with a bunch of horses, cows, chickens &amp;amp; dogs! Final answer--Farm!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;4. What's your least favorite chore/household duty?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Probably the laundry because I find it to be so time consuming! The funny thing is it is just dear hubby &amp;amp; I, but the clothes always seem to pile up! I would hate to think of how it will be when the Lord blesses us with little Terry's running around!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;5. Who do people say you remind them of?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394791787389563874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/St4mjDyMs-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/RnTeoyyNsf0/s320/thefaces.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;My Mom, be it looks or personality! And I truly do not mind! It's just a matter of time before we turn into our mother's, right? :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6. Prefer parties and socializing or staying at home with the fam?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I prefer to stay @ home with my hubby, or run over and spend quality time with my dear Mom, too. I love going out with my girlfriends for some good times, but I'm just not a party girL. I'm a true homebody!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;7. What's your all time favorite movie? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;OMGoodness, this is a toughy for me. I'm an 80's baby, so I would have to say The Goonies. I watch it ALL the time! And I'm not ashamed lol. &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;8. Do you sleep in your make up or remove it like a good girl every night?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Honestly, and we're honest here @ my blog (haha), it depends on how lazy/tired I am! More often than not, I'm afraid to say it, but I usually fall asleep with my makeup on. I need to stop this! I'm not getting any younger, and need to take better care of my skin/self than what I am currently doing! Note to self--wash your makeup off tonight.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;9. Do you have a hidden talent or a deep desire to learn something that you've never had a chance to learn? What is it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;It's a couple things for me--I really want to learn more sign language. My sister-in-law is deaf, so I've been learning more because of that fact, but I've always had a passion for this language. I can carry on a conversion in sign, but not very well. It's one of those things where--if you don't use it, you lose it!&lt;br /&gt;I also want to learn how to quilt, badly! My dear Mom can quilt beautifully, and my friend, Faye, can too. It's simply the time factor. One of these days, I'll post one of my quilts!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;10. What's one strange thing you're really good at? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I have no idea! Honestly, I've been sitting here for 5 minutes thinking about this...There just has to be something but I'm completely clueless right now...&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;11. What first attracted you to your spouse? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;His personality. He makes me laugh &amp;amp; smile all the time, to me that's a keeper ;)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is something you love to smell? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Hmm..Summertime--fresh, cut grass&lt;br /&gt;Fall &amp;amp; Winter--the smell of wood burning.&lt;br /&gt;You just can't beat it!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;13. Tell something about you that you know irritates people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;racking my knuckles (terrible habit! I know!), &amp;amp; I have major insecurity problems with myself. God is still working on me, people! LoL.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;14. When you have extra money (HA!) what's the first thing you think to do with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Well, since I never have extra money, I have no idea what to put here! LoL, but if I did, I would put it aside for goals I have set for our home (painting, add-ons, etc). Ah, that would be nice :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;15. Are you a silent laugher or a loud laugher? What makes you laugh the hardest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Loud laugher, for sure! And I get really tickled seeing other people get tickled!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;16. Where is your favorite place to shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Hobby Lobby &amp;amp; this used bookstore 45 minutes from here-Edward McKay's Used Books &amp;amp; More. I spend way too much time there @ every visit &amp;amp; usually leave with 2 armfuls of books..&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;17. What's one thing you'd do more often if you had more time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Go on vacation and just simply travel.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;18. Are you a big spender or frugal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I try to be very frugal, even though I splurge on things very unwisely. I'm not very good with money, but I'm trying!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;19. Who is your favorite character of all time (from a movie or book)? (Can't be real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Atticus Finch--father from To Kill A MockingBird (I love his character and I read this book ALL THE TIME)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;20. Would you want to be famous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;In my own family &amp;amp; circle of friends, I already am.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Thanks, Lynette! I had so much fun with this! I can't wait for the next Blog Party :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-6945834161966912939?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6945834161966912939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/lynettes-harvest-of-friends-blog-party.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6945834161966912939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/6945834161966912939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/lynettes-harvest-of-friends-blog-party.html' title='Lynette&apos;s Harvest of Friends Blog Party!'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/St4mjDyMs-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/RnTeoyyNsf0/s72-c/thefaces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7509559977557283293</id><published>2009-10-19T22:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:29:51.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Very First Not Me! Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;I've been wanting to play along with MckMama's "Not Me! Monday" for awhile now, so I decided today was the day. Why, you ask? Because, well, it's a Monday, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;MckMama&lt;/a&gt;. You can head over to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;To start, I did NOT stress &amp;amp; sweat, and sit on constant pins and needles today hoping for a call from the hospital concerning my interview last week! Nope, Not Me. I would never do such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did NOT leave work, come home and fix dinner for my Just Sexy Jason, get dressed and leave for my internship, just to find out that I did not have to be there! Me? Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I did NOT do only part of my homework, letting none of my procrastination get the better of me. I have until Wednesday to finish it, but I would NEVER wait until the last minute to do all my lovely homework. Nope, Not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL. Thanks for playing along with me!&lt;br /&gt;Come back and visit me next Monday for some more Not Me! Mondays :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7509559977557283293?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7509559977557283293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/very-first-not-me-monday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7509559977557283293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7509559977557283293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/very-first-not-me-monday.html' title='Very First Not Me! Monday'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/th_NotMeMondaySIDEBAR180x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5992412573374552296</id><published>2009-10-17T23:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T00:06:29.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ButterflyChic's First Item...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;...Which is not for sale.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know what your thinking--"What!?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of aLL--it's not 'perfect', and I don't expect it to be, really. But it's not perfect enough to sell. But also, I really hold this pillow close to my heart...it's my 'baby', ya know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am showing this piece as an example of the type of work I am wanting to do. I really hope you guys like it &amp;amp; enjoy it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comments are lovely, as always :)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393785164331319698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/StqTB4q9gZI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ALi7NvNNMsg/s320/ButterflyChic+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393785469555129538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/StqTTpt_PMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/4_jxhfbYDgE/s320/ButterflyChic+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&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/2232532487569603419-5992412573374552296?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5992412573374552296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/butterflychics-first-item.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5992412573374552296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5992412573374552296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/butterflychics-first-item.html' title='ButterflyChic&apos;s First Item...'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/StqTB4q9gZI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ALi7NvNNMsg/s72-c/ButterflyChic+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-306832528920598822</id><published>2009-10-17T14:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:51:21.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Words I Would Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;If your volume is up, please enjoy the song currently playing by 'The Sidewalk Prophets'. The song is caLLed "The Words I Would Say". I absolutely love this song. Here are the lyrics. Please enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three in the mornin' and I'm still awake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I picked up a pen and a page&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I started writing Just what I'd say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we were face to face &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd tell you just what you mean to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd tell you these simple truths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be strong in the Lord and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never give up hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're going to do great things, I already know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God's got His hand on you so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't live life in fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgive and forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But don't forget why you're here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take your time and pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are the words I would say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last time we spoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You said you were hurting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I felt your pain in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to tell you, That I keep on praying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love will find you where you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know cause I've already been there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So please hear these simple truths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be strong in the Lord and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never give up hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're going to do great things, I already know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God's got His hand on you so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't live life in fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgive and forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But don't forget why you're here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take your time and pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are the words I would say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From one simple life to another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will say, Come find peace in the Father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be strong in the Lord and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never give up hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're going to do great things, I already know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God's got His hand on you so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't live life in fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgive and forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But don't forget why you're here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take your time and pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God for each day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His love will find a way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are the words I would say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-306832528920598822?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/306832528920598822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/words-i-would-say.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/306832528920598822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/306832528920598822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/words-i-would-say.html' title='The Words I Would Say'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-790395783692721616</id><published>2009-10-14T21:42:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:03:20.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers for the Cripe Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://lynnettekraft.blogspot.com/2009/10/bear-ye-one-anothers-burdens-cripe.html"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i245.photobucket.com/albums/gg57/impickles/CripeFam-1.png"/&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;1 Timothy 2:1-4&lt;br /&gt;I urge, then, first of all, that requests, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for everyone— for kings and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness. This is good, and pleases God our Savior, who wants all men to be saved and to come to a knowledge of the truth. &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Meet the Cripe Family, a loving family that needs your prayer! Believe me, prayer is a powerful thing! Here is the Cripe Family story: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, we are the Cripe family, Rick, Danielle, Arwen, and Sebastian. We have been on an interesting journey these last several years. I often joke our 'normal' basic days are what most would consider a bad day! With the love and support of family and friends and even strangers, and the power of prayer we are all still standing. Arwen has special needs, she has developmental delays, apraxia, sensory integration disorder, and suffers with a variety of seizures. She was recently diagnosed with Mowat-Wilson Syndrome. I, Danielle was diagnosed with Stage IV Liver cancer with mets in October of 2007. At this time I was given 6-9 months to live. After two years, while I can't say I'm anyway near remission or cancer free, I am still here on Earth. I believe God isn't finished with me here on earth yet. My kids and family are the reason I fight so hard each and every day. Rick has been dealing with Type I Juvenile Diabetes for 36 years. He is in very good health considering having diabetes for so long and has had minimal complications. Sebastian is our spirited, tender hearted, ornery, super hero fighting, spunky 5 yr old son. He was born with cystic kidney disease. By the grace of God he has not had any complications or reoccurrence since he was one. To continue to read our story please visit the Caringbridge site. Although our journey has been difficult, overwhelming, and exhausting I can honestly say I wouldn’t change the way thing occurred. Everything happens in its own time. God is our great practioner and only HE knows the details, the life road map for us. Thank you for taking the time to read about us. God Bless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Arwen’s diagnosis:&lt;br /&gt;*Mowat-Wilson Syndrome (MWS), Mosiacism (diagnosed August 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://ghr.nlm.nih.gov/condition=mowatwilsonsyndrome"&gt;http://ghr.nlm.nih.gov/condition=mowatwilsonsyndrome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chromosome18.org/Conditions/Mosaicism/tabid/490/Default.aspx"&gt;http://www.chromosome18.org/Conditions/Mosaicism/tabid/490/Default.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*developmental delays-mostly, non verbal, walked on own 25 mths old&lt;br /&gt;*apraxia (leaves the first letter off word, knows what wants to say just cannot get the words from her brain to her mouth)&lt;br /&gt;*Seizures/epilepsy- daily falling and eye flutters, staring/absent, one sided- usually Right side and sometimes paralysis for an hour afterwards, grand mal &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chkd.org/HealthLibrary/Content.aspx?pageid=P02621"&gt;http://www.chkd.org/HealthLibrary/Content.aspx?pageid=P02621&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sensory integration disorder&lt;br /&gt;* Microcephaly: small head circumference.&lt;br /&gt;Prognosis: cannot be determined with a syndrome, it is not a disease, it is a genetic disorder. She may or may not grow out of the seizures. With MWS most are non verbal. Arwen is very bright and understands what is being said and knows what she wants to say but cannot get the words out through her mouth. Arwen is currently in speech and occupational therapy at school, in a lifeskills class, receives private speech therapy, on medication therapy for her seizures. Being treated locally for her seizures and going to Cleveland Clinic for extra seizure support, MWS, Mosiacism, behavior, and augmentive communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Arwen is a strong, loving, caring, courageous, tender hearted, social butterfly, our miracle girl, ornery, stubborn, spirited, little 7 yr old girl.. She also happens to have developmental delays, seizures, apraxia, and sensory integration disorder. She was diagnosed with Mowat- Wilson Syndrome and Mosiacism in August 2009. She does have some autistic characteristics but the doctors state she doesn't have autism. Arwen suffers with staring/silent, falling, eye flutters, spasms, and grand mal seizures. Through the years Arwen has had multiple blood tests, genetic testing, sedated MRI of brain, EEG, hearing tests, and has seen many specialist. None of which have pointed us to why and what would be her best therapy. In June of 2009 we took our journey to Cleveland Clinic. It was while we were there in August we saw a geneticist who did multiple bloodwork tests and discovered Arwen has Mowat- Wilson Syndrome and Mosiacism. Her second chromosome is only partially there. The second chromosome helps with brain development, milestones, seizures, speech. Arwen has been seen by the Epilepsy Center at Cleveland, along with a pediatric neurologist, behavioral/psychologist, geneticist, ophthalmologist. With the blood results leading to a diagnosis of Mowat Wilson Syndrome, Mosiacism, and Variety of type of seizures/epilepsy. We will be heading back to Cleveland Clinic the last week of October. This appointment will be to discuss the new diagnosis and do some baseline testing for her heart, kidney, hearing as these can be affected with MWS. We will also be seeing Augmentive Communication specialist and Behavioral Specialist. The epilepsy specialist believes her seizures are secondary to her developmental delays. Arwen is also on a new drug combination for her seizures, Lamectial and Depakote. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Arwen has been started on Risperdal for behavior. She also takes nutritional supplements. Arwen currently attends a typical elementary school and attends a life skills class, she interacts with her 'typical' peers daily. She is in occupational therapy and speech therapy. Arwen uses some speech, sign language, pictures, points or just goes and gets what she wants, and will be starting to use a voice board to communicate. She tends to leave the first letter off a word (apraxia), so daddy would be "addy" or 'ead' is for read. With her being unable to communicate easily, we are going to try an augmentive communication device. This is a box with numerous pictures and has sound. This will allow Arwen to push on the picture and tell anyone what she is needing, wanting, or just plain ole communicating to others. We are very excited to try to start using this. We are currently awaiting to find out what insurance will pay for. These devices are very expensive, we are hoping to get a device that can grow with Arwen as she gets older. Watching her do something new and see the sparkle in her eyes with happiness with herself makes my heart smile and I am so proud of Arwen. We are truly blessed to have her as our daughter, she has taught us so much in her short 7 years of life. God is our great practioner and HE is holding Arwen in the palm of his hands. He knows what Arwen's future holds.&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;Danielle’s diagnosis:&lt;br /&gt;Stage IV Cholangiocarcinoma with total involvement of liver, with metastasis to outer stomach wall, RLL (right lower lobe) lung, spine, and lymph node involvement diagnosed in October of 2007. Given 6-9 months to live at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I am mainly using alternative medicine for treatment as conventional medicine didn't have a lot to offer. Chemotherapy only had a 5% chance of helping. I choose not to receive chemo due the side effects possibility and with only a 5% chance of working the benefits did not out weigh the risks. I have had some radiation. I use supplements, diet, tai chi, spiritual work, prayer, steroids, pain management, and have seen many specialist both in western and eastern medicine. On a daily basis I deal with numbness, electrical impulses, sometimes feels like bugs crawling, in my hands, arms, legs, and face, itching, pain, nausea/vomiting, pain, colitis, extreme headaches, and extreme fatigue. I am currently in hospice care. I’ve been battling with recurrent pneumonia and anemia bouts recently. I have been given many ‘death sentences’, the most recent was two weeks ago. I have been told that I will probably not be alive by Christmas. This was based on new tumors found, bloodwork, and how I am currently feeling. The reason I am still here is GOD. He isn't finished with me here on earth. I have grown a lot in the past 2 years and proud to say I'm a better person because of cancer. Yes, it sucks to be honest, but sometimes the best gifts come in the ugliest of packages. I am so grateful for every day I have here with my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;By clicking the picture above, you will be led to my friend Lynnette Kraft's blog-"Dancing Barefoot on Weathered Ground". She is taking donations for this family on her blog. More infomation about this beautiful family and their needs are also listed on her blog. If you cannot give anything monetary, please give your time in praying for The Cripes. &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="left"&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-790395783692721616?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/790395783692721616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/prayers-for-cripe-family.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/790395783692721616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/790395783692721616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/prayers-for-cripe-family.html' title='Prayers for the Cripe Family'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4887837149536868938</id><published>2009-10-13T20:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:25:59.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HopefuL :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/StUf7_msAXI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Ad4U9OoW1qU/s1600-h/Psalm+37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392251244392481138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/StUf7_msAXI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Ad4U9OoW1qU/s320/Psalm+37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Delight: great pleasure, joy, rapture, enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find a favorite verse, but this is one of mine. Delighting yourself in the Lord becomes a bit tricky for us Christians, right? Sure we can talk about him with other people, pray daily, even read our scriptures. But do we actually take pleasure, enjoyment..do we DELIGHT ourselves in the Lord? Admittedly...It's hard sometimes. Life gets in the way--our cars break down, a death in the family, finances, spousal issues. Let's face it, when the unexpected happens, how often do we fall on Him? How often do we Delight ourselves in the Lord when things don't go our way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to realize and see the bigger picture here. It's not about us, okay? We're apart of the big picture, but the even BIGGER part..Is Jesus, and relying on the Trinity (Father, Son, Holy Spirit) in our time of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say..I try. Every day I thank Him FOR a new day, and for giving me everything I have (even if I think it isn't much). Without Him, I wouldn't have ANYTHING! What about when things are going my way? Well, I like to think that it's not in God's master plan--it's just not meant to be. What about when bad things happen? Hmm, well God doesn't put anything on us that we can't handle! He also gives us challenges to strengthen ourselves, and I also think to 'test' us. Test? Well, in a way. I believe He wants to see how react to 'bad' or 'hard' situations. Do we try to fix it ourselves, without His counsel? Or do we go straight to him, to put it in His hands right away? Honestly, I'm a screw-up 99.9% of the time, so I would rather ALL my problems, fears, hopes and dreams to go straight into His hands. There I know that they are safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I getting at? Well I like to talk about this! LoL, but really--I have an interview tomorrow morning for a position in the patient access department @ my local hospital. I WANT THIS JOB so bad I can just taste it. I feel I am more than qualified, and ready for all the challenges facing me--with Jesus by my side, I know I can!&lt;br /&gt;I received the call Friday for this interview, so all weekend I have been in dire thoughts &amp;amp; prayers with the Lord. I have found myself giving the Lord a pros &amp;amp; cons list over this job in my head! LoL. God knows the outcome of this interview, and yet here I am convincing him that I'm perfect for this job! LoL...I keep thinking in the back of my mind that if it's in the Lord's will, I'll have it. If it's right for me, it will be meant to be. So easy to say to yourself, hard to realize sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to delighting myself in the Lord EVERYDAY, and receiving the Desires of my Heart. Thank you Jesus that you are always on my side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4887837149536868938?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4887837149536868938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/hopeful.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4887837149536868938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4887837149536868938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/hopeful.html' title='HopefuL :)'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/StUf7_msAXI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Ad4U9OoW1qU/s72-c/Psalm+37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-3437316359949201052</id><published>2009-10-11T14:16:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T15:17:34.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Award FoR Me (And Maybe You!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/StIiYC5ru9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/JKYdakkLk50/s1600-h/KreativBloggerAward.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391409500406922194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/StIiYC5ru9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/JKYdakkLk50/s320/KreativBloggerAward.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I am so honored to receive this fabulous award from &lt;a href="http://shaemata.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen of Following the Footsteps&lt;/a&gt; ! Thank You, Jen! This award has definitely made my day and quite possibly my week! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Okay, So here are the Rules for this awesome award--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*Thank the person who nominated you for this award&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*Copy the logo and place it on your blog&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*Link to the person who nominated you for this award&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*Name 7 things about yourself that people may not know&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*Nominate 7 Kreativ Bloggers&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*Post link to the 7 blogs you nominated&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Leave a comment on each&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are my 7 nominees! Please visit these great blogs-very talented women reside there!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alt-ourhiddentreasure.blogspot.com/"&gt;April of Desires of the Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vintageprims.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blondie of Vintage Primitives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cottagedays.blogspot.com/"&gt;Donna of Cottage Days and Journeys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stoneyhillcabin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kady of Stoney Hill Cabin Chronicles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brandyannessoycandles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Deb of Brandyanne's Candles and Prims&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://justsomethingimade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cathe of Just Something I Made&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lollychops.com/lollychops/2009/10/raise-your-hand-if-you-like-butterflies-and-turkeys.html"&gt;LollyChops&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Okay, Onto the list of 7 things you may not know about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have an obsession with Serial Killers &amp;amp; True Crimes. Dont' get me wrong, I don't wish for any harm to come to anybody, but I lust after reading &amp;amp; watching shows about these deranged killers and true crimes.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am a true Boston Red Sox fan and have officially broken my Yankee Fan Poppa! It's safe to say that these Red Sox boys break my heart every year..but I always anticipate the start of a new season. Take me out to the ballgame, boys. Along with this-my dream is to go to Fenway. I'll get there one day.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have something called Polycystic Fibrosis, where cysts and fibroids (without constant check &amp;amp; preventative measures) can cling to my uterus &amp;amp; bladder. This doesn't mean that I can't have children-thousands of women suffereing from this disorder can &amp;amp; have, but special measures are to be taken (medication, exercise, a healthy diet). I'm not quite ready to have a child yet (and apparently the Lord isn't ready for me to have one yet, either), but I'm looking forward to that day when I can call my mom and say-"I'm pregnant!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am a Bargain Shopper. Thrift stores, antique stores, flea markets, clearance racks..you name it, I'm there. I just can't seem to grasp spending full price for ANYTHING. It doesn't make sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I used to have concerts in my bedroom growing up @ home. I would steal my parents cd's, turn it up, grab a hairbrush, and just belt out. I love to sing. I used to pretend it was just me and a band in front of a crowd. Silly? I like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;6. I have another obsession with Stephen King. I just adore his books &amp;amp; writing (even if he is long-winded). I don't read his books back-to-back any longer, though. I started getting way too paranoid about life in general. Small doses is the best way to go with King. But I do adore him all the same.&lt;br /&gt;7. My good friend, Shannon, &amp;amp; I used to write a bunch of crazy stories growing up. We love anything old &amp;amp; classic (The Beatles, Rolling Stones, Bee Gees, Bob Dylan, even Russ Tamblyn! Please tell me someone out there knows who Russ Tamblyn is!). So we would write this stories that had us and all the classic guys in it. Again-sheer silliness. We get them out every now and again just to have a good laugh. And trust me, they are hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheww..That was Hard!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your awards, ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-3437316359949201052?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3437316359949201052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/award-for-me-and-maybe-you.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3437316359949201052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3437316359949201052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/award-for-me-and-maybe-you.html' title='An Award FoR Me (And Maybe You!)'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/StIiYC5ru9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/JKYdakkLk50/s72-c/KreativBloggerAward.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7033055957218079812</id><published>2009-10-10T18:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T18:44:11.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grab My New Button</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Fresh from Photoshop--Get it while it's hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will also notice that my Blog Title has changed to simply ButterflyChic. Too much change going @ you all @ once? It's okay, I'll make it up by giving you a fresh button!&lt;br /&gt;I would love for all my followers to sport my new button, and if you are new to my blog &amp;amp; love what you see, please feel free to snag it! Your friendship &amp;amp; faithfulness means the world to me &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go! Go! Grab! Enjoy &gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Decorated%20images/CHHHH-1.jpg?t=1255213472" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" rows="4" cols="22"&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.sayrahterry.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Decorated%20images/CHHHH-1.jpg?t=1255213472" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;*God Bless!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7033055957218079812?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7033055957218079812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/grab-my-new-button.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7033055957218079812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7033055957218079812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/grab-my-new-button.html' title='Grab My New Button'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7669117493981669503</id><published>2009-10-08T21:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:25:39.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Say no More, Mon AmouR</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Ever seen the 90's film-'Empire Records'? Ah..such a good 90's flick. Anyway, rambling--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, update on my business venture. I have been in abundant prayer &amp;amp; thought over this since my post last night and during the day today. Here is what I want to do:&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Make pillows, framings, decorated flower pots, placemats, coasters, candle mats,ETc &amp;amp; ETc (the list could go on and on really!) all containing one main theme, Scripture.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;On aLL my items, scriptures &amp;amp; verses will be the constant. And not just any verse, Any AND aLL verses! My customers will even have the option to pick a verse(s) of their choice.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;I have decided, and quite confidently, that the business name will be ButterflyChic.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;While saying my nightly prayers last nite, the Lord gave me my slogan for the business. Like, literally--I wasn't even thinking about it, and out of 'nowhere', it comes to me! I'm sorry, but that's The Lord :) OK, Sarah, Quit Rambling! The Slogan is--"Sharing God's Love One Stitch At A Time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures this weekend of examples of what I would like to sell. It will take time to get this venture started. But the ideas just keep rollin'! Thank You, Lord! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God Bless!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;image class="centered"alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7669117493981669503?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7669117493981669503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/say-no-more-mon-amour.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7669117493981669503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7669117493981669503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/say-no-more-mon-amour.html' title='Say no More, Mon AmouR'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-7062759300079692060</id><published>2009-10-06T21:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:53:26.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Ado About Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;And that's the truth! Not a lot going on my way here this week on my side of beautiful NC. Rain &amp;amp; more rain has decided to land it's mugginess here for a few days. I enjoy the rain, but I do wish we could have had this during the summer when my plant-babies could have used it! The weather has cooled down a bit which makes me happy, I just love Fall and can't express it enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work, class &amp;amp; homework will fill up most the week. I'm also getting together a 'bundle' for a new game I'll be a part of on an online group so I can mail it out this week. I'm excited! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly am going through 'Dexter' withdrawals here lately. Since I'm caught up to the 4th season, I now have to wait a 7 days for my weekly show :( But I am cheating, since I have 'Demand' I can watch older shows all I want. As a matter of fact, I am watching this weeks show right now! I never said this wasn't an obsession, but it is healthy..I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new idea has wrestled into my mind the past couple of days. I am wanting to start my own business selling crafts online. Nothing much, very simple, because I am, afterall, a simple lady. It will take time to get myself started, but I am thinking of names. Any ideas? I would love to have comments on this! It would make my day :) So far I'm thinking--"Homemade Blessings", "Butterfly Blessings", oR my group nickname, "ButterflyChic".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what happens and where the Lord leads me. I am excited about this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254880340" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-7062759300079692060?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7062759300079692060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/much-ado-about-nothing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7062759300079692060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/7062759300079692060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/much-ado-about-nothing.html' title='Much Ado About Nothing'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-3058632726406675272</id><published>2009-10-04T20:23:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:20:17.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sunday Reading*</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Here is what I'm reading today in the Word. I hope it blesses you as much as it is for me. In my Bible (The Spirit Filled), it is entitled "Faith Brings Joy":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 5:1-11&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, since we have been made right in God’s sight by faith, we have peace with God because of what Jesus Christ our Lord has done for us. 2 Because of our faith, Christ has brought us into this place of undeserved privilege where we now stand, and we confidently and joyfully look forward to sharing God’s glory.&lt;br /&gt;3 We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. 4 And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation. 5 And this hope will not lead to disappointment. For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love.&lt;br /&gt;6 When we were utterly helpless, Christ came at just the right time and died for us sinners. 7 Now, most people would not be willing to die for an upright person, though someone might perhaps be willing to die for a person who is especially good. 8 But God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners. 9 And since we have been made right in God’s sight by the blood of Christ, he will certainly save us from God’s condemnation. 10 For since our friendship with God was restored by the death of his Son while we were still his enemies, we will certainly be saved through the life of his Son. 11 So now we can rejoice in our wonderful new relationship with God because our Lord Jesus Christ has made us friends of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo127/sayrahrachel/Name%20sigs/signature3.jpg?t=1254703390" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-3058632726406675272?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3058632726406675272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-sunday-reading.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3058632726406675272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3058632726406675272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-sunday-reading.html' title='My Sunday Reading*'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-1305766356337169792</id><published>2009-10-02T22:44:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:59:29.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Finished</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Well...growing my hair out for Locks of Love, that is. Yes, it is finished---finally!!!! It's been too long (no pun intended) since my last, real, haircut. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my Locks of Love donation was all well and planned, I was very spontaneous in cutting it today!! I finished with work this afternoon, went in the bathroom before commuting back home when I looked in the mirror. I was just simply tired of looking @ my long, boring hair. Don't get me wrong-I do love my hair long. I'm not vain, but I know that God gave me a true beauty with it. But after, well, 5 years of it being long--it was time. I had planned on cutting it all off a few months from now, after winter had finished and the cold days would taper off. But, today I got a little antsy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully my Mom is a hairdresser, and was just finishing with her last lady of the day when I showed up @ her salon! Let's just say my Mom LOVES my long hair, and she wasn't quite ready to let my locks go. But I think she saw the need in my eyes--the need for change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, my husband has NEVER seen me with short hair. It's been lengthy for as long as I've known him. And he's a guy, so of course he's partial to long hair. He was not happy with me. I didn't even tell him (like I said-spontaneous!) that I was going to have it chopped off today (he knew eventually I would though, so I figured he'd be okay with it). Boy, was I wrong! He just shook his head, and said he'd have to get used to it. Oh well, what's done is done! I love it, and he'll get used to it--he's a big boy now (LoL).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pics--Enjoy!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388201498402665954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Ssa8twKEteI/AAAAAAAAAcE/B8lKbufWuhc/s320/10-2-09+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388201744691734306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Ssa88Fp9pyI/AAAAAAAAAcM/8A5ssxxERqI/s320/10-2-09+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Ssa9OlEKj_I/AAAAAAAAAcU/V1ZSVbfbqzs/s1600-h/10-2-09+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388202062360776690" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Ssa9OlEKj_I/AAAAAAAAAcU/V1ZSVbfbqzs/s320/10-2-09+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Ssa9W7QIGfI/AAAAAAAAAcc/_GagHGTm-JQ/s1600-h/10-2-09+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388202205755480562" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Ssa9W7QIGfI/AAAAAAAAAcc/_GagHGTm-JQ/s320/10-2-09+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Ssa9g00JCcI/AAAAAAAAAck/1arYjSHAT5c/s1600-h/10-2-09+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388202375826180546" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Ssa9g00JCcI/AAAAAAAAAck/1arYjSHAT5c/s320/10-2-09+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-1305766356337169792?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1305766356337169792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-is-finished.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1305766356337169792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1305766356337169792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-is-finished.html' title='It Is Finished'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Ssa8twKEteI/AAAAAAAAAcE/B8lKbufWuhc/s72-c/10-2-09+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-5123733294367257511</id><published>2009-09-30T20:03:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:47:20.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the Girl who Holds the World in a Paper Cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SsP2uHKmjbI/AAAAAAAAAbg/UxsDSFT5D2g/s1600-h/loveheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387420851323178418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SsP2uHKmjbI/AAAAAAAAAbg/UxsDSFT5D2g/s320/loveheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;..Drink it up, love her and she'll bring you luck*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, officially, is my 3-year anniversary with the love of my life. The one who had me @ hello. The one who can drive me insane most days, but make me smile &amp;amp; laugh every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years may not seem like much to folks being married for 20,30, or even 60+ years like my dear grandparents...but it means a lot to me. I could never imagine being happy and in love with my best friend like this..and you know what? It's wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told? We met on Myspace. Yup--no lies. I no longer have a 'myspace' account, but I like to think that God had me on there for a specific purpose--to meet my best friend &amp;amp; husband. It's funny where life leads you. Before meeting my husband, I was in a controlling and unhealthy relationship (if that's what you want to call it) with a guy. We were together for 2 years too long before I finally opened my eyes and let God take control. Releasing that selfish-hold that I had on my life still has never felt so good.&lt;br /&gt;When I left him, and came back home much like the prodigal 'son', I had no desire for any other relationship, just friendship. Most of my friends were off @ school, living elsewhere, and my bff Shannon was still in the Air Force @ that time. Needless to say, I needed a friend. I prayed that the next man that He sent to me was the complete opposite of any other guy I had ever been with. God has a funny way of answering my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387421014823732370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SsP23oQLBJI/AAAAAAAAAbo/6PAebzrYd8Q/s320/oneyearmarriage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Then there was Jason. He sent me a 'myspace message' just saying hey, would like to talk to me sometime, and left his number on this message. I thought-what could hurt? Have someone to talk to anyway. So I call that afternoon, and I found out my whole life he only lived 5 minutes away from me! We ended up staying on the phone with each other until 5 a.m--the rest is history. That was in May of 2005. He proposed on Christmas Eve of that year. We were married the following September, at one o'clock in the afternoon in his Dad's backyard, with butterflies flying around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387426561709772450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SsP76gA3DqI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7i1uCypwE1s/s320/sarahjasonwedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I love you, Jason. Thank you for being there for me, through everything. Thank you for being my best friend, and making me laugh. I love to laugh. Stick with me, kid, we have more wonderful years ahead of us, and maybe a child in the near future :)&lt;br /&gt;"Even though we ain't got money, I'm so in love with you honey, and everything will bring a chain of love. In the morning when I rise, you bring a tear of joy to eyes and tell me everything is gonna be alright"...&lt;br /&gt;*Kenny Loggins, Danny's Song ((Our Song))&lt;/h3&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/2232532487569603419-5123733294367257511?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5123733294367257511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-girl-who-holds-world-in-paper-cup.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5123733294367257511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/5123733294367257511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-girl-who-holds-world-in-paper-cup.html' title='Love the Girl who Holds the World in a Paper Cup'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SsP2uHKmjbI/AAAAAAAAAbg/UxsDSFT5D2g/s72-c/loveheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-4363312606160369571</id><published>2009-09-28T21:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:28:30.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Old Obsession Returns..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SsFiVRuCNJI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/yLvA6dX0bzc/s1600-h/Dexter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386694746985084050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SsFiVRuCNJI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/yLvA6dX0bzc/s320/Dexter1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I'll be busy the next couple of days, on a brief hiatus catching up on Dexter episodes (Showtime Show) that I've missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten DM obsessed with the show now, too. Yes..I'm that good. &lt;p&gt;*God Bless* &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-4363312606160369571?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4363312606160369571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/09/old-obsession-returns.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4363312606160369571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/4363312606160369571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/09/old-obsession-returns.html' title='An Old Obsession Returns..'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SsFiVRuCNJI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/yLvA6dX0bzc/s72-c/Dexter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-3532103873684573081</id><published>2009-09-26T21:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T21:38:30.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolution Of Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;This video never gets old to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :))&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMH0bHeiRNg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMH0bHeiRNg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-3532103873684573081?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3532103873684573081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/09/evolution-of-dance.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3532103873684573081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/3532103873684573081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/09/evolution-of-dance.html' title='Evolution Of Dance'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-2756316290819097191</id><published>2009-09-25T23:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:48:58.041-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Itsy-Bitsy Spider</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Sr2KcLs-CII/AAAAAAAAAa4/7EIHX9tDAI8/s1600-h/small+spider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385612946187356290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Sr2KcLs-CII/AAAAAAAAAa4/7EIHX9tDAI8/s320/small+spider.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Crawled down from the ceiling and onto the stove while I was cooking tacos this evening!!!!! Nothing like a side of spider with my guacamole, I always say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say..I freaked. I don't do spiders--@ any size. Thankfully I had some handy bug spray nearby under the kitchen sink, and I sprayed that sucker down (once he was on the floor, of course--nowhere near my food!). Then I had to clean it up super quick so my 4-legged babies wouldn't lick up the poisonous spray (I'm VERY careful around my babies).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elijah, my pitt, was very curious as to what her mommy was doing. She is my cooking buddy, helplessly waiting by my side for 'treats' to fall down @ her feet @ any moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring cleaning you say? I'm definitely Fall cleaning Tomorrow (with a capital 'T'). I don't want to know if this itsy-bitsy spider has any other 8-legged friends lurking in my humble abode, but I will surely find them..and kindly kill them.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-2756316290819097191?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2756316290819097191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/09/itsy-bitsy-spider.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2756316290819097191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/2756316290819097191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/09/itsy-bitsy-spider.html' title='The Itsy-Bitsy Spider'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/Sr2KcLs-CII/AAAAAAAAAa4/7EIHX9tDAI8/s72-c/small+spider.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232532487569603419.post-1313654385888886239</id><published>2009-09-23T20:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:16:25.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Everything There Is A Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;For everything there is a season,And a time for every matter under heaven:A time to be born, and a time to die;A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;A time to kill, and a time to heal;A time to break down, and a time to build up;A time to weep, and a time to laugh;A time to mourn, and a time to dance;A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;A time to seek, and a time to lose;A time to keep, and a time to throw away;A time to tear, and a time to sew;A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;A time to love, and a time to hate,A time for war, and a time for peace.&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384832758234895794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SrrE3RF6VbI/AAAAAAAAAaw/BdtfP5NVGog/s320/LeavesFalling.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;I was sitting on my front porch yesterday, praying and just simply talking to God, when I took a good look @ my trees in my front yard. The leaves were falling, a true sign of Autumn. I started putting the two together--God &amp;amp; trees.&lt;br /&gt;There are several instances in the Word that talks about 'trees', 'roots', and 'bearing fruit'. You plant a seed, and from that seed a tree is grown. With plenty of water, sun &amp;amp; nutrition, the tree will grow to bear fruit and leaves, for God's purpose. As the seasons change, the leaves of the tree 'fall' away, leaving a tree in waiting until new buds come into bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was looking yesterday at the leaves falling off of my dear maple and praying to my Heavenly Father, I like to think that the leaves falling were a mirror image of me. My old self is gradually falling away from me, preparing itself for new fruits God is placing within me--all for His glory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Or maybe it was just a plain maple, preparing itself for a new season, and the changes that go along with it. I don't know, I'd like to think that God placed me on my front porch at that moment for a special purpose--to show me something that only He could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God Bless* &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2232532487569603419-1313654385888886239?l=sayrahterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1313654385888886239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-everything-there-is-season.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1313654385888886239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2232532487569603419/posts/default/1313654385888886239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayrahterry.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-everything-there-is-season.html' title='For Everything There Is A Season'/><author><name>SayRah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15492164252158495972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/TMJBEz1RA9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/9GkpNelq3O0/S220/sarahsephia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2gdnZxPjDQ/SrrE3RF6VbI/AAAAAAAAAaw/BdtfP5NVGog/s72-c/LeavesFalling.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
