<?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-3193088523961203441</id><updated>2012-01-30T22:36:12.000-08:00</updated><category term='Presidential Election'/><category term='wreath'/><category term='comfort'/><category term='formula cans'/><category term='Wicked'/><category term='blog award'/><category term='movies'/><category term='marble story'/><category term='sand'/><category term='water show'/><category term='death'/><category term='community'/><category term='fonts'/><category term='nature'/><category term='altered frame'/><category term='Paleo'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='etsy'/><category term='Job'/><category term='Martin 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It may be very deep and serious - most days it's just light and factual.  All of the time - it's Just Me!  You can also find my crafts here.  Leave a comment so I know you stopped by!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>486</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-4200172390096151823</id><published>2010-12-05T01:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T01:25:54.667-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he{art}'/><title type='text'>My New Blog Space...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TPtahsRAkyI/AAAAAAAADc8/QkvputFqKcg/s1600/PB130603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547126900901581602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TPtahsRAkyI/AAAAAAAADc8/QkvputFqKcg/s400/PB130603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey readers! I have been wanting to make some changes to my blog. What I really need to do is take a crash course in blog design so that I can set up my own blog to suit my needs, but until then, I can be found &lt;a href="http://heartjournaling.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; at HE{ART}. I separated my blog last year to have a space for my art and a space for my ramblings. I also started facebooking a lot more. The result was a neglected blog(s). I am finding that I want to share more of my heart and more of my art. It's all a part of being TRUE to myself and to others. So...if you care to join me, I'd love to have you FOLLOW me to my HE{ART} blog. See you there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-4200172390096151823?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/4200172390096151823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=4200172390096151823' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4200172390096151823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4200172390096151823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-new-blog-space.html' title='My New Blog Space...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TPtahsRAkyI/AAAAAAAADc8/QkvputFqKcg/s72-c/PB130603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-3057372837636344792</id><published>2010-11-12T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T23:33:43.212-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 on 12 challenge'/><title type='text'>November 12 on 12...</title><content type='html'>Is there really just one more 12 on 12 left for 2010??  Oh.wow!  I can not believe it.  This year is just flying by!  We have been quite busy here in our household.  It's only going to get busier because we've got the holidays coming, I am going to be doing some volunteer work 3 days a week at the elementary school and aaaaaallllll the rest of the fun that goes with this time of year. &lt;br /&gt;Well, I had a few fun things happen today.  The first is that I woke up to find that my Slug Buster painting was the featured art for the home page of my Soul Journaling group on Yahoo.  This painting was the result of a challenge and they are called misfits.  You can read more about it on my art blog &lt;a href="http://alteredtoperfection.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-inspired.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43n9dRCyI/AAAAAAAADas/KQC_W5TMoSY/s1600/PB120556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538925751364029218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43n9dRCyI/AAAAAAAADas/KQC_W5TMoSY/s400/PB120556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco has recently taken a great interest in small matchbox cars.  He's had a few for a while, but he's just now getting the "hang" of how to play with them.  So cute to see him setting them up and then crashing and racing them all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43nWJnlMI/AAAAAAAADak/xNAeFYt5ndI/s1600/PB120558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538925740812637378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43nWJnlMI/AAAAAAAADak/xNAeFYt5ndI/s400/PB120558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi's recent favorite is a 99 cent microphone that I bought for her.  It's just made of plastic and echoes back to you.  She loves singing into it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43nEzLwjI/AAAAAAAADac/yox_ZZvrAwo/s1600/PB120560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538925736155136562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43nEzLwjI/AAAAAAAADac/yox_ZZvrAwo/s400/PB120560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he's not playing with his cars or doing "karate", you can find him with one of his best friends...Oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43EBnHfUI/AAAAAAAADaM/nuZPBQoqQTM/s1600/PB120561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538925134003797314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43EBnHfUI/AAAAAAAADaM/nuZPBQoqQTM/s400/PB120561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  This candle is my new favorite.  The other one (Creamy Pumpkin) was great, but THIS one.  Ahhhhhh...  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43DpX6xVI/AAAAAAAADaE/LUv4Kwfadco/s1600/PB120564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538925127497598290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43DpX6xVI/AAAAAAAADaE/LUv4Kwfadco/s400/PB120564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been using my Sharpies and pens a lot more these days, but I was searching for my very favorite black pen and could not find it.  It was a black fine tip pen and I am pretty sure it was called Precision.  I finally found it, but it was almost dry.  I can't read the name on it, 'cause it was worn away.  Anyway, I dumped out the whole container of pens to look for it, and then had to reorganize.  I'm glad I did, but now I still need my favorite pen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*My Sharpies always disappear thanks to my two older girls...but do you notice that they never take the YELLOW? *Shaking my head*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43DM6eSyI/AAAAAAAADZ8/_VB8cZw2A5I/s1600/PB120566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538925119857904418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43DM6eSyI/AAAAAAAADZ8/_VB8cZw2A5I/s400/PB120566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the family to Korean BBQ for lunch (cheaper at lunch!) to celebrate Taryn's birthday and brought a small cake along to sing to her.  She turned 11 yesterday on 11/11.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43CwVSIFI/AAAAAAAADZ0/irq54paA8yg/s1600/PB120576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538925112185725010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43CwVSIFI/AAAAAAAADZ0/irq54paA8yg/s400/PB120576.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to capture a picture of Hannah today.  We all went to the mall after lunch because both of the girls had birthday money to burn. haha  My beautiful girl almost always has some kind of flower in her hair.  I love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN42ZJwZedI/AAAAAAAADZs/miQPFTazkvc/s1600/PB120583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538924397455833554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN42ZJwZedI/AAAAAAAADZs/miQPFTazkvc/s400/PB120583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into Claire's jewelry and I usually roll my eyes at them for wanting to spend money on that stuff.  I always tell them that it's going to fall apart. haha.   Anyway, my eyes came across a display of the most beautiful stuff.  I wanted everything in this collection!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN42Yvx0E8I/AAAAAAAADZk/ZxP6xxY75sU/s1600/PB120586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538924390482449346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN42Yvx0E8I/AAAAAAAADZk/ZxP6xxY75sU/s400/PB120586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into the Disney store because Taryn wanted to find some kind of Perry the Platypus item.  The two little ones were in heaven!  We don't go to the mall very often and this was fun for them. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN42YekPcTI/AAAAAAAADZc/EQut8JrGwfk/s1600/PB120588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538924385862119730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN42YekPcTI/AAAAAAAADZc/EQut8JrGwfk/s400/PB120588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago, I shared how I won a doodle challenge on one of my yahoo groups.  The package I got was packed full of cool vintage papers and ephemera.  Anyway, there was a strip that was punched from some sort of text and it looked like a lace doily.  I LOVED that little strip.  So dainty, but clean, detailed lines.  Just the right touch...  I have been on the hunt for the punch and then today I got it at JoAnn's for 40% off plus 10% off total purchase...so for about $9, I got this awesome tool and it totally made my day.  I told you...I am a simple woman. *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN42X4aI4xI/AAAAAAAADZU/MnEBvCm9UQ8/s1600/PB120595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538924375619199762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN42X4aI4xI/AAAAAAAADZU/MnEBvCm9UQ8/s400/PB120595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, here is my birthday girl with one of her purchases.  It is a pillow and throw blanket that's super soft and most importantly has a character from Phineas and Ferb...she was quite happy with her purchase too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN42XjS4-eI/AAAAAAAADZM/kN78j3XTEzo/s1600/PB120597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538924369951652322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN42XjS4-eI/AAAAAAAADZM/kN78j3XTEzo/s400/PB120597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all came home and watched a movie together, but the camera was put away by then...it's harder to catch a picture of anybody once they're in their p.j.'s and sweats these days.  I can't blame them, I have been hiding from the camera too.  Next month, I promise a photo of me. =)  Hope your day was a good one.  See you next month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-3057372837636344792?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/3057372837636344792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=3057372837636344792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3057372837636344792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3057372837636344792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/11/november-12-on-12.html' title='November 12 on 12...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TN43n9dRCyI/AAAAAAAADas/KQC_W5TMoSY/s72-c/PB120556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-2063881908845509186</id><published>2010-11-05T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T15:55:27.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Gratitude Journal ~ Day 4 ~ Good friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSKrHAsQsI/AAAAAAAADX0/7BZk1bvX15g/s1600/PB040412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536202315166139074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSKrHAsQsI/AAAAAAAADX0/7BZk1bvX15g/s400/PB040412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got to spend the morning visiting with some good friends. It was Karen's birthday and Michelle and I decided at the last minute that it would be nice to go out and celebrate. Karen came and brought along a bonus - her daughter Bridgette and her grandson Canaan. Such a precious baby. He was just perfect and let us take our sweet time eating and chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSKrZ7-DSI/AAAAAAAADX8/B-veRRadFxk/s1600/PB040413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536202320246607138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSKrZ7-DSI/AAAAAAAADX8/B-veRRadFxk/s400/PB040413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening I got to spend some time with my very good friend Desiree. Even though she lives a few minutes away from me, we have totally different schedules and rarely have a chance to get together. Tonight I went to her house after dinner. She treated me to a sugar-free hazlenut latte and then we went back to her house to catch up. We laughed, almost cried and just shared our hearts. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;I have so many friends that I am thankful for, but those are just a few. I am learning more and more each day who my true friends are, and for that - I am so grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSKqjL0TdI/AAAAAAAADXs/NrIAGGTRZO8/s1600/4395_212470540483_612735483_7238351_6941217_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536202305549127122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSKqjL0TdI/AAAAAAAADXs/NrIAGGTRZO8/s400/4395_212470540483_612735483_7238351_6941217_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friends are those rare people who ask how you are and then wait for the answer."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-2063881908845509186?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/2063881908845509186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=2063881908845509186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2063881908845509186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2063881908845509186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude-journal-day-4-good-friends.html' title='Gratitude Journal ~ Day 4 ~ Good friends...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSKrHAsQsI/AAAAAAAADX0/7BZk1bvX15g/s72-c/PB040412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-9073103961938722782</id><published>2010-11-04T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T15:33:13.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Gratitude Journal ~ Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSFNCasw3I/AAAAAAAADXk/j-acshbYjds/s1600/PA290345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536196300978832242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSFNCasw3I/AAAAAAAADXk/j-acshbYjds/s400/PA290345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is Naomi's class...all decked out for their Halloween party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am so thankful for the schools that my children attend. Two of my girls are at an elementary and my oldest is a sophomore in high school. All three are doing very well, but the thing I love most is that they each have wonderful teachers. I really mean this! We are so blessed. As most of you know, my children had never been in public school. I was worried that they would get shuffled along in the crowd and not get the help they needed or not be challenged...&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that they are getting more help than ever and are being tested and challenged academically. They are encouraged to think and are already making great strides academically and socially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSFMVxqCbI/AAAAAAAADXc/3uL-sNVfA1E/s1600/PA290353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536196288995527090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSFMVxqCbI/AAAAAAAADXc/3uL-sNVfA1E/s400/PA290353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is Taryn and one of ehr friends waiting for the Costume Parade to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 6th grader will be going to a Science Camp in the mountains for a few days. I am so thankful she has that opportunity! I will begin volunteering a few hours a week in my daughter's kindergarten class and I am really looking forward to helping them and learning from her teacher as well!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSFL6UWBHI/AAAAAAAADXU/EiLr1CLDVzg/s1600/P8230715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536196281624822898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSFL6UWBHI/AAAAAAAADXU/EiLr1CLDVzg/s400/P8230715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is Naomi's teacher.  She's amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-9073103961938722782?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/9073103961938722782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=9073103961938722782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/9073103961938722782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/9073103961938722782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude-journal-day-3.html' title='Gratitude Journal ~ Day 3'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNSFNCasw3I/AAAAAAAADXk/j-acshbYjds/s72-c/PA290345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-8415230248297367769</id><published>2010-11-02T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T23:30:49.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Gratitude Journal ~ Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNEBilz-EwI/AAAAAAAADXM/5mVouConHKk/s1600/voting+day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535207110792319746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNEBilz-EwI/AAAAAAAADXM/5mVouConHKk/s400/voting+day.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After weeks and months of political advertisements on the television, the computer, in the mail and on the phone, it's finally done. Voting Day has come and gone and the state of California now has a new governor.&lt;br /&gt;Whether I'm happy about who's won or not, it no longer matters. There were a couple of props that really had me confused. I'm one of those people that really studies my voter's pamphlet and I even had to do a little research to see how each proposition would affect me, my family and my community.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am thankful for the right to vote. I am thankful that in 1920, under President Wilson, the 19th ammendment was passed and the U.S. could no longer restrict voting based on gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Romans 13:1 says, "Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers. For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained of God." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We will see how California fares with a new governor. I can only hope and pray that it will get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-8415230248297367769?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/8415230248297367769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=8415230248297367769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8415230248297367769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8415230248297367769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude-journal-day-2.html' title='Gratitude Journal ~ Day 2'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TNEBilz-EwI/AAAAAAAADXM/5mVouConHKk/s72-c/voting+day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1733869968772948440</id><published>2010-11-01T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:23:41.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Gratitude Journal ~ Day 1 ~ Marco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TM-fMTvtmPI/AAAAAAAADXE/xA2rvrNq7ok/s1600/PA250294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534817500869269746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TM-fMTvtmPI/AAAAAAAADXE/xA2rvrNq7ok/s400/PA250294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are with Marco's parents.  We celebrated Hannah's 15th birthday at Benihana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am so thankful for my husband. Besides my dad, he is the hardest working man I know. Four years ago, he stepped out in faith to start a church. I am glad to say that it is going stronger than ever today. He worked a separate full time job for the first three years as he worked day in and day out to build the church as well. Some days he would come to church in his work clothes and change in the restrooms and preach the service. He never complained and he always gave God the glory.&lt;br /&gt;He is an awesome daddy - always taking time to give our children the best. He shares in the disciplining...of course, I think he's too soft...and he also takes time to play with the kids and make each of them feel special.&lt;br /&gt;Marco is so patient and kind. He helps me so much with the housework and is very supportive of my interests and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;He makes time for us. He knows that a marriage needs continual TLC. He makes sure that we can go out on a date once a week.&lt;br /&gt;Today, he cleaned the entire kitchen for me, including the mopping, and didn't say one word about doing it. He didn't complain or rub it in or expect anything for it.&lt;br /&gt;So, today I want to make a point of saying that I am thankful for Marco. He is the love of my life and he is my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TM-fMCGBEYI/AAAAAAAADW8/6IzdyGpRVCA/s1600/PA310396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534817496130982274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TM-fMCGBEYI/AAAAAAAADW8/6IzdyGpRVCA/s400/PA310396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how he dressed for the Harvest Party.  A doggie bag.  Such a fun pastor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TM-fLq6w_II/AAAAAAAADW0/mBMcDIMdRIo/s1600/P7040903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534817489909775490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TM-fLq6w_II/AAAAAAAADW0/mBMcDIMdRIo/s400/P7040903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated the 4th of July with some friends from church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1733869968772948440?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1733869968772948440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1733869968772948440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1733869968772948440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1733869968772948440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/11/gratitude-journal-day-1-marco.html' title='Gratitude Journal ~ Day 1 ~ Marco'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TM-fMTvtmPI/AAAAAAAADXE/xA2rvrNq7ok/s72-c/PA250294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-6177603669597808455</id><published>2010-10-20T13:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T23:04:08.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEAUTY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercy me'/><title type='text'>Beauty...</title><content type='html'>My church family gave me these roses in celebration of our church's FOUR year anniversary.  I was touched by their thoughtfulness and moved by their kind words. &lt;br /&gt;I can not get over the beauty of these roses.  I took a bunch of pictures, but just could not really capture how amazing they are.  Made me think about beauty and how this world's view is so twisted sometimes when it comes to what beauty really is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL9WlSPLISI/AAAAAAAADVc/Ulc2a42nLhE/s1600/PA180169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530234065984889122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL9WlSPLISI/AAAAAAAADVc/Ulc2a42nLhE/s400/PA180169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 31:30~"Charm is deceitful and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord, she shall be praised."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL9WkxvOyqI/AAAAAAAADVU/bucSIUhkGbg/s1600/PA180179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530234057260976802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL9WkxvOyqI/AAAAAAAADVU/bucSIUhkGbg/s400/PA180179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Character contributes to beauty. It fortifies a woman as her youth fades. A mode of conduct, a standard of courage, discipline, fortitude, and integrity can do a great deal to make a woman beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL9WkryFjKI/AAAAAAAADVM/n0mBmHhrWAI/s1600/PA180183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530234055662341282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL9WkryFjKI/AAAAAAAADVM/n0mBmHhrWAI/s400/PA180183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Beauty is not caused. It is.” ~ Emily Dickinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL9WkEov2RI/AAAAAAAADVE/pKegeTWyRS8/s1600/PA180181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530234045154187538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL9WkEov2RI/AAAAAAAADVE/pKegeTWyRS8/s400/PA180181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You can complain because roses have thorns, or you can rejoice because thorns have roses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL9WjmeYlyI/AAAAAAAADU8/RBTeLg5BOZs/s1600/PA180178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530234037057656610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL9WjmeYlyI/AAAAAAAADU8/RBTeLg5BOZs/s400/PA180178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before you ever took a breath&lt;br /&gt;Long before the world began&lt;br /&gt;Of all the wonders He possessed&lt;br /&gt;There was one more precious&lt;br /&gt;Of all the earth and skies above&lt;br /&gt;You're the one He madly loves enough to die for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful in His eyes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Mercy Me "Beautiful" The Generous Mr. Lovewell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-6177603669597808455?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/6177603669597808455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=6177603669597808455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6177603669597808455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6177603669597808455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/10/beauty.html' title='Beauty...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL9WlSPLISI/AAAAAAAADVc/Ulc2a42nLhE/s72-c/PA180169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-5839265442695357902</id><published>2010-10-13T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T11:54:05.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 on 12 challenge'/><title type='text'>October 12 on 12...FUN DAY!</title><content type='html'>Well, thanks to a couple friendly reminders...I remembered that it was 12 on 12! I actually had quite the busy day - even though it was all spent at home. The night before was spent at my in-laws home. My brother-in-law and his new wife were down visiting from Washington state. My mother-in-law opted to do a Thanksgiving style dinner and since some of my Canadian friends were celebrating their Thanksgiving, I thought it would be fine! Besides, I'm up for a turkey dinner any time!&lt;br /&gt;So here we go! Won't you come along and see how I spent my day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uwo7Ix_I/AAAAAAAADTM/GEiXxD5T2a4/s1600/PA120465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530190280588314610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uwo7Ix_I/AAAAAAAADTM/GEiXxD5T2a4/s400/PA120465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Hannah, my oldest baby. She will be 15 years old in just 13 days. WOW! I can't believe it. I tried to get a picture of her getting ready for school, but of course I was not successful. Beautiful girl inside and out...such a help to her mama. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uwcVSpcI/AAAAAAAADTE/3JRfCwKiQ68/s1600/PA120467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530190277208352194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uwcVSpcI/AAAAAAAADTE/3JRfCwKiQ68/s400/PA120467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are Taryn and Naomi heading off to school. Do you see their silver limo waiting for them? It looks like it's been raining, but that was from the sprinklers. It was actually very hot on this day. It was over 90 and soooo humid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uizVASQI/AAAAAAAADS8/tUGBfCZU6sE/s1600/PA120468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530190042862995714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uizVASQI/AAAAAAAADS8/tUGBfCZU6sE/s400/PA120468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am usually a "clean as you go" person, but this morning I woke up to this in the sink from all I made yesterday. We had to drive an hour away, so I rushed off without cleaning up. We got home so late that I didn't care...now I wish I would've just tackled it. I hate dishes in the sink in the morning. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uiSougUI/AAAAAAAADS0/Y_g_-VwPzB0/s1600/PA120471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530190034087346498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uiSougUI/AAAAAAAADS0/Y_g_-VwPzB0/s400/PA120471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my friends had been asking about getting together to do a craft of some sort, so I had them each decorate a notepad and make a cover for it. It was fun. They brought breakfast and a beautiful fall centerpiece that they made for my table, so I can't complain. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uh5NnDoI/AAAAAAAADSs/tILqWrCDKbw/s1600/PA120472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530190027262725762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uh5NnDoI/AAAAAAAADSs/tILqWrCDKbw/s400/PA120472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have quite the house full of kids though. Well, it was only 4 children, but all under the age of THREE? Yeah. That's a house full. LOL Here they are having lunch and living the life of luxury. My son is the most hilarious (choking hazard alert!). He usually HAS to sit at the table. We don't waltz around with food all over the place, but the table was completely covered with craft stuff - so he took full advantage of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uhv-bAzI/AAAAAAAADSk/nNq73sk0LaA/s1600/PA120474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530190024783102770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uhv-bAzI/AAAAAAAADSk/nNq73sk0LaA/s400/PA120474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Taryn, my soon to be 11 year old, busy on her homework. Funny thing. With all the talk about 10/10/10, I got really excited because her birthday is on 11/11... I told her it would be  11/11/11 next year and wouldn't it be great to have a blow out party because she'd be ELEVEN on 11/11/11??? She calmly looked at me and said, "But by then I will be 12"... Doh! "Oh, nevermind then.", says me. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uhe7jG4I/AAAAAAAADSc/0Hbq9C1albs/s1600/PA120477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530190020207647618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uhe7jG4I/AAAAAAAADSc/0Hbq9C1albs/s400/PA120477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what Naomi brought home today!  Her first Kindergarten progress report! Of course she has high marks in all areas. This is my bookworm. She comes home and gets straight to the homework usually. Yes, she has homework every day including Fridays. She does not like to skip a thing. The thought of disappointing her teacher is just unthinkable. My girl!   Let's just hope this sticks. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uCLI1e3I/AAAAAAAADSU/E0D9rYgpE30/s1600/PA120481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530189482318723954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uCLI1e3I/AAAAAAAADSU/E0D9rYgpE30/s400/PA120481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after homework and dinner were cleared away and the children were settled in to their evening routines, I found some time to finish a little wedding album I was going to give to Jaime and Jessica as a momento of their wedding. Turn the Pandora on, get a cup of coffee and get busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uBxEG1gI/AAAAAAAADSM/Xj02DzQ7Zqk/s1600/PA120486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530189475319567874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uBxEG1gI/AAAAAAAADSM/Xj02DzQ7Zqk/s400/PA120486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long before I was called back to the living room. We all had been hearing about the Chilean miners that were trapped so far underground for months. They were finally going to be rescued. I sat there with my children (Marco was out working) and watched through teary eyes as they pulled the first man to the surface. Wow. What a miracle. Thank God for the technology we have, but I am also thankful for the fact that they were able to be in contact with people during this whole time and were able to keep their sanity while they were down there. They each came up with humility and dignity at the same time. I pray that they will not suffer much anguish in the future because of what they endured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uBgJYNDI/AAAAAAAADSE/Q97BhKD4RNM/s1600/PA120487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530189470778274866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uBgJYNDI/AAAAAAAADSE/Q97BhKD4RNM/s400/PA120487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi, who is also my little artist, wanted to paint a picture for a girl who wrote her a letter. This is a picture of them. She did this unassisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uBElXcKI/AAAAAAAADR8/894n08DpWb4/s1600/PA120488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530189463379472546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uBElXcKI/AAAAAAAADR8/894n08DpWb4/s400/PA120488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life can't be all fun and painting and crafting. haha. Thankfully, I am able to stay on top of laundry for 6 people and am almost always caught up. Sure, there's always more - but it does not take over my life like it did when I was working away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uA1pON5I/AAAAAAAADR0/Yq9nDGtjgJk/s1600/PA120489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530189459369113490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uA1pON5I/AAAAAAAADR0/Yq9nDGtjgJk/s400/PA120489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. It's the end of the day...and a good one it was. My little guy fell asleep in his pj's on the couch...but then I noticed his feet. Eeeewww. That's worse than the dishes!! Bath first thing in the morning. lol&lt;br /&gt;Well, there it is. I hope you'll join me again next month...How do you spend YOUR days?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-5839265442695357902?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/5839265442695357902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=5839265442695357902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5839265442695357902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5839265442695357902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/10/october-12-on-12fun-day.html' title='October 12 on 12...FUN DAY!'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TL8uwo7Ix_I/AAAAAAAADTM/GEiXxD5T2a4/s72-c/PA120465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1141140979332580588</id><published>2010-10-09T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T22:13:22.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Altered to Perfection'/><title type='text'>My Creative Journey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TLFLGj0VqqI/AAAAAAAADQ0/drb4zFMUKGk/s1600/PA080361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526280793826372258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TLFLGj0VqqI/AAAAAAAADQ0/drb4zFMUKGk/s400/PA080361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you that would rather follow my art blog...you can click on the link right &lt;a href="http://alteredtoperfection.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I've really been having a great time on this journey. I don't post everything...yet...still kind of scared about sharing...Ridiculous, right? Anyway, go on over and check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mention there that I am wanting to look into combining both blogs and I'd like to do the tab thing. That way, I can organize my posts under certain categories and my followers can go directly to the part they are interested in. Cooking, art, inspiration or just to catch up with me and my family... I'd love any advice you'd like to share about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1141140979332580588?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1141140979332580588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1141140979332580588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1141140979332580588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1141140979332580588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-creative-journey.html' title='My Creative Journey...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TLFLGj0VqqI/AAAAAAAADQ0/drb4zFMUKGk/s72-c/PA080361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-6788898714553227490</id><published>2010-10-06T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T14:01:51.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead Me: by Sanctus Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/rGE6Davndh0/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rGE6Davndh0?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/rGE6Davndh0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-6788898714553227490?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/6788898714553227490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=6788898714553227490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6788898714553227490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6788898714553227490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/10/lead-me-by-sanctus-real.html' title='Lead Me: by Sanctus Real'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-3726513380428260425</id><published>2010-10-04T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T12:22:14.803-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authentic living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='following Christ'/><title type='text'>What is my purpose???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TKooNRx1NYI/AAAAAAAADOs/Xr1LJTIbDkE/s1600/life-purpose%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524272101499155842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TKooNRx1NYI/AAAAAAAADOs/Xr1LJTIbDkE/s400/life-purpose%5B1%5D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I've been thinking a lot about PURPOSE. What is my purpose in life? &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/purpose?show=0&amp;amp;t=1286216616"&gt;Merriam-Webster &lt;/a&gt;says: &lt;strong&gt;Purpose - something set up as an object or end to be obtained.&lt;/strong&gt; What end do I want to obtain? Some of the synonyms listed for the word purpose were: &lt;strong&gt;goal, intention, dream, plan and objective.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have goals, intentions, dreams, plans or objectives? Of course I do. I have dreams for myself, my family, my children, my church. I have intentions...lots of good ones too. haha I have goals (especially with weight loss and physical health), and of course I've got plans and objectives. Oh, how I plan. Always making lists, drawing up ideas and things "to do"...&lt;br /&gt;I realised that this was not getting me anywhere closer to knowing what MY purpose in life was. There were so many "ends" that I wanted to obtain. As a Christian woman, Pastor's wife, and mother of four beautiful children...I wondered if my purpose was just to give to everyone for the rest of my life - to serve others. That's not so bad, and honestly I don't mind it. I love it and am happy to do it. It brings me joy. But at the risk of sounding selfish...What about ME? Do I just forget about the other things that bring me joy? Things like my art, reading, writing, being alone to just "be"... Dreams of really finding the "real me"? I was getting more and more confused. What do I do when I'm confused?&lt;br /&gt;I go to my Life's Handbook...the Bible. =)&lt;br /&gt;I found that God has a purpose for me. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11~For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Wow. That takes some of the worry out of it. So I continue to seek it out further. Then I find this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Psalm 138:8~The LORD will fulfill his purpose for me; your love, O LORD, endures forever — do not &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;abandon&lt;/span&gt; the works of your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was doing a study shortly after this about loving God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mark 12:30 says: And thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind, and with all thy strength: this is the first commandment.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The first commandment!  Must be important!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've also done studies on different women of the Bible and how their lives had a role in history. I found that they were all of different ages, social status, some were mothers, some were widows, some were queens... But they all fulfilled a purpose for Him. I look at godly women that I know and consider to be mentors, whether I know them in real life or from studying the books or articles they've written, I find myself trying to keep up with them or trying to mother my children like other Christian mothers. I find myself trying to be the kind of Pastor's wife that I think my congregation would want me to be and all becomes so daunting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I have it all wrong! My purpose is not to be a perfect mother, sister, wife, leader...whatever! &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My purpose in life - the reason I was put on earth - is to please GOD!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If I strive to please God daily, everything else will fall into place! I have no business trying to please everyone else in this world, if I haven't first pleased God. My God made me to be a caring, loving, giving person - but to balance it out - He also made me creative, a lover of art and knowledge, needing time to myself... I want more in life - always. It's okay! As long as I can do what I do and still please God, I am fulfilling my purpose. I was made to worship Him, to love Him, to honor Him and share Him with others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful that I know that now. Most of all, I believe that God is pleased when I live an AUTHENTIC LIFE. That is my desire and I believe that it will please Him. That's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TKooUwN1tJI/AAAAAAAADO0/Vyh3AkdCwmk/s1600/3316348496_5e8913d553_b1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524272229928776850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TKooUwN1tJI/AAAAAAAADO0/Vyh3AkdCwmk/s400/3316348496_5e8913d553_b1%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-3726513380428260425?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/3726513380428260425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=3726513380428260425' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3726513380428260425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3726513380428260425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-is-my-purpose.html' title='What is my purpose???'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TKooNRx1NYI/AAAAAAAADOs/Xr1LJTIbDkE/s72-c/life-purpose%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-2975098586211358320</id><published>2010-09-14T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:45:28.404-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atkins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paleo'/><title type='text'>It was in the fridge, so...</title><content type='html'>Chicken, shrimp, Mexican squash, onions, carrots, celery, garlic...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm....what to do, what to do.  How 'bout a stir-fry?  Works for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TJA-GCTY4fI/AAAAAAAADMU/TbiNMGLFjXU/s1600/P9140090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516977816947188210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TJA-GCTY4fI/AAAAAAAADMU/TbiNMGLFjXU/s400/P9140090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how I get things going.  I marinate or season the meats first.  Cut up all my veggies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TJA90ncNnJI/AAAAAAAADMM/9i0pfkvEQfs/s1600/P9140093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516977517678664850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TJA90ncNnJI/AAAAAAAADMM/9i0pfkvEQfs/s400/P9140093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sauteed the veggies first - in some olive oil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TJA90KIiDKI/AAAAAAAADME/y6YGz6htWa8/s1600/P9140094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516977509811489954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TJA90KIiDKI/AAAAAAAADME/y6YGz6htWa8/s400/P9140094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I added something small that has big flavor...can you see it?  Sesame seeds!  I also added a little bit of sesame oil for taste and soy sauce.  Then I put my veggies to the side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TJA9zXSZPwI/AAAAAAAADL8/skYR5qKwbaU/s1600/P9140095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516977496162647810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TJA9zXSZPwI/AAAAAAAADL8/skYR5qKwbaU/s400/P9140095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to cook the chicken.  Make sure it's cooked all the way through, but not over-cooked.   The house is really smelling great!  Add to the veggies and toss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TJA9yyboZqI/AAAAAAAADL0/ThL19MYXt7k/s1600/P9140096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516977486269277858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TJA9yyboZqI/AAAAAAAADL0/ThL19MYXt7k/s400/P9140096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shrimp happened to be cooked already, but I still cooked it up in a little butter (for flavor)... I kept the shrimp separate because one of my awesome kiddos has a slight shell fish allergy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TJA9yfbL7ZI/AAAAAAAADLs/rTQ-lwht6BQ/s1600/P9140097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516977481167138194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TJA9yfbL7ZI/AAAAAAAADLs/rTQ-lwht6BQ/s400/P9140097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the final product.  SO good.  I would have taken off the tails if I thought about it sooner, but it wasn't too much of a hassle.  I also wish I had some mushrooms in there... but anyhow.  It was awesome.  Everybody from the 3 year old to the 14 year old loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had some cauliflower too that I thought I was going to use, but needed a little more inspiration.  My kids love it mashed like potatoes and of course we've steamed it - but what else?  Any ideas that YOU have tried?  Post in the comments or message me!  Thanks!!&lt;br /&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-2975098586211358320?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/2975098586211358320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=2975098586211358320' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2975098586211358320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2975098586211358320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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My Curious George.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-7041092791331222021?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/7041092791331222021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=7041092791331222021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/7041092791331222021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/7041092791331222021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-snails.html' title='Two Snails'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-2555779589029085114</id><published>2010-09-08T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T10:37:08.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>It's Back to School: Are the parents ready???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIfG0pdEshI/AAAAAAAADKs/fq-7d4gCl6c/s1600/One+room+schoolhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514594876521755154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIfG0pdEshI/AAAAAAAADKs/fq-7d4gCl6c/s400/One+room+schoolhouse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girls have been back to school going on three weeks now.  They are loving it - so far.  As I've mentioned before, this is the first time in about 15 years that I am not at work teaching.  I have a little guy that I love more than myself.  He just turned three and I am so glad to be home with him and I get to spend my days teaching him and watching him learn and grow instead of 25 kids...&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I feel for these teachers as I drop my girls off and leave them in their hands day after day.  I remember the feeling.  It is a calling.  These teachers are there (the majority of them anyway) because they really want to make a difference for these children. &lt;br /&gt;I've already offered my help to each of the girls' teachers and have brought home work to do for my Naomi's teacher.  I want to be as communicative and helpful as I can, because these teachers are going to be spending lots of time with my children.  I want them to know that I am on their side.  We are all working towards helping my girls to be successful, happy, productive people.&lt;br /&gt;I came across an article that led to one more about things that teachers wished parents knew.  As a teacher, I was nodding my head in agreement through the whole thing.  I am posting the links here, but PLEASE take the time to read them.  It's really quick and eye opening and I think it will help you, your child and your child's teacher.  Have a great school year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/event/backtoschool/13-things-your-childs-teacher-wont-tell-you-2332811/"&gt;13 Things Your Child's Teacher Won't Tell You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rd.com/home-garden/20-more-things-your-childs-teacher-wont-tell-you/article164878.html"&gt;20 More Things Your Child's Teacher Won't Tell You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-2555779589029085114?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/2555779589029085114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=2555779589029085114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2555779589029085114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2555779589029085114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-back-to-school-are-parents-ready.html' title='It&apos;s Back to School: Are the parents ready???'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIfG0pdEshI/AAAAAAAADKs/fq-7d4gCl6c/s72-c/One+room+schoolhouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-659551089361210249</id><published>2010-09-06T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T23:23:47.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflecting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='following Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Complacency Kills...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIXZImfpRbI/AAAAAAAADJ0/kjC2JWheiq0/s1600/complacency.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514052060580496818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIXZImfpRbI/AAAAAAAADJ0/kjC2JWheiq0/s400/complacency.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Definition of COMPLACENCY:&lt;br /&gt;–noun, plural -cies.&lt;br /&gt;---a feeling of quiet pleasure or security, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;often while unaware of some potential danger&lt;/span&gt;, defect, or the like; self-satisfaction or smug satisfaction with an existing situation, condition, etc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought that you might be at a point of complacency in your life? I have heard the word used often. I've even used it myself. But have you ever really thought about it? This morning as I was doing my reading and quiet time, I started to really think about this word. I decided to look it up.&lt;br /&gt;I basically thought of it as being a feeling of not really caring one way or another about something or maybe just letting yourself get in a rut about things...but this definition actually startled me. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling secure while unaware of some potential danger?? Hmmm...that makes it more serious.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to look up the word rut. This is what I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rut1    /rʌt/&lt;br /&gt;[ruht]&lt;br /&gt;,noun, verb, rut·ted, rut·ting.&lt;br /&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;3. a fixed or established mode of procedure or course of life, usually dull or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unpromising&lt;/span&gt;: to fall into a rut. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW again...do you see the part about being fixed in a course of life that is usually dull...but more seriously...UNPROMISING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be complacent. I don't want to be in a rut. Listen people! I'm not just talking about someone who is stuck in the 80's and can't get rid of their hair scrunchees and MC Hammer pants. I'm thinking about &lt;strong&gt;living our life in a way that is potentially dangerous or unpromising!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that my blog is all over the place. I've got recipes, crafts, family life, spiritual applications, weight loss, etc. but all of that is me. I am an ever changing person. I want to change for the better. I want to be teachable.&lt;br /&gt;I am done with people who have "arrived". They like to live and believe a certain way and they stay right there and nobody is going to budge them, yet half of them can't tell you why they do what they do or why they believe what they believe.&lt;br /&gt;It's sad really. These last 4 years have really been an eye opener to me. I have learned that for a big part of my adult life, I was living a complacent life. Just going along. Believing what anyone said. Never questioning things that I didn't feel were "right". Gaining weight by the minute. Doing things the same way, day in and day out...even if I knew that the end result was not what I wanted. The only thing that was changing regularly was my hair color! haha&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally snapped out of it. I realized that if I wanted to really have a relationship with my husband and my children, I was going to have to work at it. I was going to have to be the one to communicate and make a difference for them. I knew that my spiritual life was stagnant. I was always busy working in the church or ministry...but how was my heart - how was my walk with my God?&lt;br /&gt;Listen. I am not saying that things need to change all the time. I am saying that if you have been doing things just for the sake of doing them - you might need to stop and ask yourself, "WHY?" Maybe you've been doing things a certain way and you feel like you could get better results by doing it differently - why don't you try it and see?&lt;br /&gt;If you have been working yourself silly in church and you rarely see your family, you can't remember the last time you had a real heart to heart talk with God, you can't remember the last time you just sat at His feet and worshipped Him...what's holding you back from starting now?&lt;br /&gt;It's scary to change. It's scary to step out in faith, but if you don't, you will be in a rut.&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of great marriages going down the drain because they let themselves get in a rut? They let their relationship get stagnant?&lt;br /&gt;Are you gaining weight faster than you realize because you just keep wearing the same ole stretchy t-shirt and burger pants? You can start to change that now.&lt;br /&gt;What happens to water that just sits? It starts to breed all kinds of bacteria, gets a stink on it, attracts mosquitos...just nasty.&lt;br /&gt;Complacency kills. You just get all rusty dusty and it doesn't even bother you until you're spiritually, physically or emotionally just dead.&lt;br /&gt;The Bible talks about being complacent in &lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 32&lt;/strong&gt;. He talks about being "at ease" when we should not be.&lt;br /&gt;What is it that you have been complacent about? Your relationship with your spouse? Your relationship with Christ? Your spiritual journey? Your job? Your weight? Your home? Your education?&lt;br /&gt;You can keep this practical...or you can go as deep as you want. Whatever you do, remember that Complacency Kills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-659551089361210249?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/659551089361210249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=659551089361210249' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/659551089361210249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/659551089361210249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/09/complacency-kills.html' title='Complacency Kills...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIXZImfpRbI/AAAAAAAADJ0/kjC2JWheiq0/s72-c/complacency.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1968528177812130897</id><published>2010-09-04T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T10:14:51.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atkins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salsa verde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paleo'/><title type='text'>Chuletas en Salsa Verde or Pork Chops in Tomatillo Sauce</title><content type='html'>I love CHILE VERDE!!!   I have had the privilege of enjoying some great salsa verde (green salsa) in my time.  Living in the Los Angeles/Southern California area AND attending a Spanish Church for so many years has allowed me lots of exposure to some great chile verde! =) &lt;br /&gt;As you know, I love to cook, but did not want to even attempt this for some reason.  Why mess with perfection? haha&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I had some fresh tomatillo, cilantro, jalapeños... I had some pork cutlets and wanted to do something different than I usually do. So...it was fate.  My first time making chile verde was BEAUTIFUL!!  Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. fresh &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tomatillo"&gt;tomatillos&lt;/a&gt; (husked and washed)...I guess you can use canned, but I've never used it.&lt;br /&gt;1 jalapeño (remove seeds)&lt;br /&gt;1 bunch cilantro (chopped roughly)&lt;br /&gt;1 medium onion (sliced thin)&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbs. crushed fresh garlic (about 2 large cloves)&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chicken stock (if you don't make your own, you can get some good stuff at Trader Joe's)&lt;br /&gt;Salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husk and wash the tomatillos.  Cut them into quarters.&lt;br /&gt;Wash and slice your jalapeño.  Remove seeds unless you want it to be extra spicy.&lt;br /&gt;Put in a small pot and cover with water.  Add salt (maybe a teaspoon or two)&lt;br /&gt;Boil until soft.  Drain water.&lt;br /&gt;Pour in a blender.  Add cilantro, onion, garlic, and chicken stock.&lt;br /&gt;Blend and then pour back into pot.  Simmer until it changes from bright green to dark  green.&lt;br /&gt;And it's done!  You can now use it for chip dip, enchiladas, add to any kind of meat you like... it's just so yummmmmm. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIJ2F-iGOjI/AAAAAAAADJs/kyW_8OzS2us/s1600/P9030870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513098738912344626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIJ2F-iGOjI/AAAAAAAADJs/kyW_8OzS2us/s400/P9030870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boil process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIJ2FfcVqzI/AAAAAAAADJk/oS9KeVwT4zM/s1600/P9030871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513098730566691634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIJ2FfcVqzI/AAAAAAAADJk/oS9KeVwT4zM/s400/P9030871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the pork cutlets that I seasoned and cooked until very tender...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIJ2E3WBwfI/AAAAAAAADJc/WN6ysFzakNs/s1600/P9030872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513098719802802674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIJ2E3WBwfI/AAAAAAAADJc/WN6ysFzakNs/s400/P9030872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blender...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIJ2EPVnbBI/AAAAAAAADJU/3_yPCM-avjE/s1600/P9030873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513098709063658514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIJ2EPVnbBI/AAAAAAAADJU/3_yPCM-avjE/s400/P9030873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add cooked sauce to your meat.  Cover and let simmer for another 15 minutes or so.  I just waited until my pork was very tender.  I served it over some shredded chicken breast for my youngest child.  We had some chicken leftover and I thought he'd prefer that over the pork.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sauce was not hot at all in my opinion.  It was just spicy enough.  You could add another pepper or add a different kind like serrano or whatever you like best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIJ2Dvgp01I/AAAAAAAADJM/TP5Wo2dUkzs/s1600/P9030875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513098700520018770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIJ2Dvgp01I/AAAAAAAADJM/TP5Wo2dUkzs/s400/P9030875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I served it on the plates, I broke the meat up into little chunks so that the sauce would cover it even more.&lt;br /&gt;This is usually served with rice, but to keep it low carb or paleo, you'll want to serve it over some steamed veggies or something.  I loved the steamed cauliflower shredded up to appear "rice like".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!!&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/3193088523961203441-1968528177812130897?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1968528177812130897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1968528177812130897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1968528177812130897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1968528177812130897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/09/chuletas-en-salsa-verde-or-pork-chops.html' title='Chuletas en Salsa Verde or Pork Chops in Tomatillo Sauce'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TIJ2F-iGOjI/AAAAAAAADJs/kyW_8OzS2us/s72-c/P9030870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-8790127755348177285</id><published>2010-09-01T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T17:36:36.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marco joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>End of summer sweetness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7v6s0c7rI/AAAAAAAADJE/mPcKKSCT7Ng/s1600/P9010856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512106785690676914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7v6s0c7rI/AAAAAAAADJE/mPcKKSCT7Ng/s400/P9010856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at the market and they had these tiny watermelon for 79 cents.  My son took one look at them and had to have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7v6B9raAI/AAAAAAAADI8/-ZGsK57RWTQ/s1600/P9010857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512106774186649602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7v6B9raAI/AAAAAAAADI8/-ZGsK57RWTQ/s400/P9010857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a mama to do?  See how much he loves it??  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7v5qITRKI/AAAAAAAADI0/WQlNWrKDpcs/s1600/P9010858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512106767788754082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7v5qITRKI/AAAAAAAADI0/WQlNWrKDpcs/s400/P9010858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him it was time to eat it.  I had put it in the refrigerator to let it chill.  He was obviously excited about this. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7vbCkBpiI/AAAAAAAADIs/qxcYj-rM4K8/s1600/P9010859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512106241771546146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7vbCkBpiI/AAAAAAAADIs/qxcYj-rM4K8/s400/P9010859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised that there was no rind really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7vamyan-I/AAAAAAAADIk/4RgDwlhaaI4/s1600/P9010860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512106234315710434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7vamyan-I/AAAAAAAADIk/4RgDwlhaaI4/s400/P9010860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was basically seedless, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7vaNKnXZI/AAAAAAAADIc/dVXwMXjue9w/s1600/P9010861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512106227437886866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7vaNKnXZI/AAAAAAAADIc/dVXwMXjue9w/s400/P9010861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first bite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7vZXPlHwI/AAAAAAAADIU/oJBQ8_GADu8/s1600/P9010862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512106212963196674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7vZXPlHwI/AAAAAAAADIU/oJBQ8_GADu8/s400/P9010862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7vY-2p0OI/AAAAAAAADIM/0ariIrR0pLc/s1600/P9010863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512106206416195810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7vY-2p0OI/AAAAAAAADIM/0ariIrR0pLc/s400/P9010863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a big hit.  He loved it.  It really was very sweet and full of flavor.  Surprising for such a little thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is in full swing and I'm going to miss a lot of the summer produce.  Funny thing though, we hardly had any "summer" weather by Southern California standards, but now we get triple digit heat.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids think it's some kind of conspiracy against them. haha.  We are thankful - very thankful - for air conditioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fall is just around the corner...and you know me...I can't wait!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-8790127755348177285?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/8790127755348177285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=8790127755348177285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8790127755348177285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8790127755348177285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/09/end-of-summer-sweetness.html' title='End of summer sweetness...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TH7v6s0c7rI/AAAAAAAADJE/mPcKKSCT7Ng/s72-c/P9010856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-3955982335294253159</id><published>2010-08-26T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T12:42:21.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>First Day of School...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_ikqJO0I/AAAAAAAADH8/W_4QEQfbR78/s1600/P8230698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509801794811280194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_ikqJO0I/AAAAAAAADH8/W_4QEQfbR78/s400/P8230698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_iCIyNwI/AAAAAAAADH0/_pN3X1C9_KY/s1600/P8230699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509801785544554242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_iCIyNwI/AAAAAAAADH0/_pN3X1C9_KY/s400/P8230699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi is starting Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_hU1eFeI/AAAAAAAADHs/S18MACy2Ot4/s1600/P8230700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509801773383947746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_hU1eFeI/AAAAAAAADHs/S18MACy2Ot4/s400/P8230700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taryn is starting 6th. Top of the elementary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_gw3pclI/AAAAAAAADHk/3J578m31bpQ/s1600/P8230702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509801763729404498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_gw3pclI/AAAAAAAADHk/3J578m31bpQ/s400/P8230702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah is going into the 10th grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_GdiG9bI/AAAAAAAADHU/dHcsxlPP7Ow/s1600/P8230706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509801311862191538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_GdiG9bI/AAAAAAAADHU/dHcsxlPP7Ow/s400/P8230706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the playground reserved for Kinders only! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_F2MOyNI/AAAAAAAADHM/v5W9ni9nwn0/s1600/P8230710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509801301301446866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_F2MOyNI/AAAAAAAADHM/v5W9ni9nwn0/s400/P8230710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi found her place right away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_Fah85LI/AAAAAAAADHE/brOI3M9Q7k4/s1600/P8230712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509801293876356274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_Fah85LI/AAAAAAAADHE/brOI3M9Q7k4/s400/P8230712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she had to locate her cubby. That was easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_EsZDC_I/AAAAAAAADG8/TrDdLsqTepg/s1600/P8230714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509801281490979826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_EsZDC_I/AAAAAAAADG8/TrDdLsqTepg/s400/P8230714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was asked to work quietly while the teacher greeted each new student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaw58JaWUI/AAAAAAAADG0/EMFX3uQ86Fo/s1600/P8230715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509785703579015490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaw58JaWUI/AAAAAAAADG0/EMFX3uQ86Fo/s400/P8230715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Saucedo seems like a firm, but kind teacher. Perfect for Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaw5VgJhuI/AAAAAAAADGs/m-NyvtwbCqg/s1600/P8230716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509785693205399266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaw5VgJhuI/AAAAAAAADGs/m-NyvtwbCqg/s400/P8230716.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi loved that everything was provided for her, including a new pack of Crayola Crayons that were the perfect size for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaw41gpJ7I/AAAAAAAADGk/tphXt0OqRzY/s1600/P8230717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509785684617537458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaw41gpJ7I/AAAAAAAADGk/tphXt0OqRzY/s400/P8230717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Taryn waiting in line to enter her classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaw4fXJjdI/AAAAAAAADGc/WgAdcbifS_Q/s1600/P8230719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509785678672137682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaw4fXJjdI/AAAAAAAADGc/WgAdcbifS_Q/s400/P8230719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. M&amp;amp;M...another firm teacher. The kids really like her already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaw3ugOD-I/AAAAAAAADGU/knBQ7Da-RlM/s1600/P8230720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 221px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509785665556844514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaw3ugOD-I/AAAAAAAADGU/knBQ7Da-RlM/s400/P8230720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is MY student. Little Marco just turned three and we've got some fun and educational days planned. I look forward to being with my sweet boy as much as possible. I am so thankful for an excellent school system for my girls. I know there will be some challenges, but I am also trusting the peace that God has put in our hearts about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to a great school year!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-3955982335294253159?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/3955982335294253159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=3955982335294253159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3955982335294253159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3955982335294253159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THa_ikqJO0I/AAAAAAAADH8/W_4QEQfbR78/s72-c/P8230698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-7443670880288979077</id><published>2010-08-26T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T11:16:31.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marco joseph'/><title type='text'>R.I.P. Rolly Polly</title><content type='html'>I've been calling him Curious George lately.  He wants to know about everything and I love it.  My hubby was walking him inside yesterday.  It was still very early in the day.  Marco saw this rolly polly.  He decided that it was his best friend and that they were going to spend the day together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaq10hQ3aI/AAAAAAAADGM/RyHM9FnzKGQ/s1600/P8250726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509779035742330274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaq10hQ3aI/AAAAAAAADGM/RyHM9FnzKGQ/s400/P8250726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave him a little dish for his "pet".  Of course, he wanted to feed him.  I told him that the little guy would be fine.  He insisted that the rolly polly would want cereal like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaq1XsuWwI/AAAAAAAADGE/xZlljptWt-0/s1600/P8250727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509779028005772034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaq1XsuWwI/AAAAAAAADGE/xZlljptWt-0/s400/P8250727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's eating it mama!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaq0kPMJWI/AAAAAAAADF8/y12Zi3B5Lmo/s1600/P8250728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509779014191687010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaq0kPMJWI/AAAAAAAADF8/y12Zi3B5Lmo/s400/P8250728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now he's in a ball!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had his rolly polly do all kinds of activities with him.  They played some computer games together.  He sat the dish on the lap top so that his rolly polly could "see" the screen.  Then they watched a cartoon.  It was too hot to go outside for anything...  He decided that he wanted his rolly polly to drived the race car.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mommy, my best friend is playing cars with me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaq0P7aJlI/AAAAAAAADF0/2imGYSEY9YM/s1600/P8250729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509779008740009554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaq0P7aJlI/AAAAAAAADF0/2imGYSEY9YM/s400/P8250729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have taken pictures of them racing cars...if only I had known.  Sadly, there was a tragic accident.  Rolly polly was involved in a three car pile up.  It wasn't pretty.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Marco.  Poor Rolly Polly.  You will not be forgotten; you were a good friend.  R.I.P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-7443670880288979077?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/7443670880288979077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=7443670880288979077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/7443670880288979077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/7443670880288979077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/08/rip-rolly-polly.html' title='R.I.P. Rolly Polly'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/THaq10hQ3aI/AAAAAAAADGM/RyHM9FnzKGQ/s72-c/P8250726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-8501384766948465497</id><published>2010-08-13T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T17:40:20.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paleo'/><title type='text'>Move Over Zucchini Boats...It's the Tomato Boat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGXkwHBCH3I/AAAAAAAADFs/kaa6S0h4yS4/s1600/Broiled+Tomatoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 140px; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505057634698534770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGXkwHBCH3I/AAAAAAAADFs/kaa6S0h4yS4/s400/Broiled+Tomatoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this a beautiful picture?? My cousin, Sherri,  sent me this recipe and I can't wait to try it. I just wanted to go ahead and post this in case some of you were looking for something new to try this weekend. You know that pictures are sure to follow... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I believe that a strict Paleo diet would skip the dairy items...however, I will not be skipping them! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffed Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;•8 firm ripe tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;•6 slices bacon&lt;br /&gt;•1/2 cup chopped onion&lt;br /&gt;•1 pound fresh spinach, stems snipped&lt;br /&gt;•1 cup sour cream&lt;br /&gt;•1/2 teaspoon hot pepper sauce&lt;br /&gt;•salt to taste&lt;br /&gt;•1 cup shredded Mexican cheese blend&lt;br /&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;This recipe's Ingredients were scaled to yield a new amount. The directions below still refer to the original recipe yield of 4 servings.&lt;br /&gt;1.Preheat an oven to 375 degrees F (190 degrees C). Grease an 8x8 inch baking dish.&lt;br /&gt;2.Cut tops from tomatoes; remove seeds and membranes. Place tomato shells upside down on paper towels to drain until filling.&lt;br /&gt;3.Place the bacon in a large, deep skillet, and cook over medium-high heat, turning occasionally, until evenly browned, about 10 minutes. Drain the bacon slices on a paper towel-lined plate, reserve drippings. Crumble bacon and set aside. Return 2 tablespoons of drippings to skillet.&lt;br /&gt;4.Cook onion in the bacon drippings until tender, about 5 minutes. Stir in spinach; cook and stir until wilted, about 2 minutes. Remove from heat. Stir in sour cream, reserved crumbled bacon, and hot pepper sauce.&lt;br /&gt;5.Sprinkle tomato shells with salt; fill evenly with bacon and spinach mixture. Place tomatoes in prepared baking dish.&lt;br /&gt;6.Bake in preheated oven until hot, 20 to 25 minutes. Remove, and top evenly with the shredded cheese. Return to the oven; bake until cheese is melted, about 5 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-8501384766948465497?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/8501384766948465497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=8501384766948465497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8501384766948465497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8501384766948465497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/08/move-over-zucchini-boatsits-tomato-boat.html' title='Move Over Zucchini Boats...It&apos;s the Tomato Boat...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGXkwHBCH3I/AAAAAAAADFs/kaa6S0h4yS4/s72-c/Broiled+Tomatoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-6872475666294237485</id><published>2010-08-13T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T12:46:06.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday fill ins'/><title type='text'>Friday Fill-Ins August 13th!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWgwRcnV5I/AAAAAAAADEE/dqGwsRcZ7dg/s1600/P8130674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504982870707885970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWgwRcnV5I/AAAAAAAADEE/dqGwsRcZ7dg/s400/P8130674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is my special little guy that I get to spend my days with when the girls go to school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Music &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;is something that is important to me. Like many of you, my life has many theme songs. I must have music that speaks to me in some way. It may be through the lyrics or it may be through the melody, harmony and rythm. If none of those speak to me in a particular song - then I skip it. I have to have some kind of music every day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A cup of good coffee, my quiet time, and workout&lt;/span&gt; is what I like first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The first thing I said this morning was: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"What time is it?!" I thought I over-slept. I didn't have to be anywhere, I just don't like to sleep late&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chicken breast stuffed with spinach and mushrooms&lt;/span&gt;; it's what's for dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. It's all been &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so crazy since the end of last school year! We had the end of the school year dealings, we moved to a new house, we went on a two week trip to see Jaime get married and visit with family and friends, we came back and unpacked, started on all of the many summer activities, camps, etc and now we are gearing up for a brand-new experience at new schools with me staying home with my little guy. Phew! That's a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Getting a pedicure&lt;/span&gt; is what I feel like doing right now&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; since I haven't had one since before July 4th. All of the summer activities and dryness have taken a toll on my tootsies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;visiting one of our newer families at church&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe some early morning junking and then a reunion my hubby needs to attend&lt;/span&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;relax and enjoy my day after a full morning at church&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-6872475666294237485?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/6872475666294237485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=6872475666294237485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6872475666294237485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6872475666294237485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-fill-ins-august-13th.html' title='Friday Fill-Ins August 13th!!'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWgwRcnV5I/AAAAAAAADEE/dqGwsRcZ7dg/s72-c/P8130674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1155964570310734852</id><published>2010-08-12T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T13:41:58.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naomi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vicki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marco joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 on 12 challenge'/><title type='text'>12 of 12 for August...</title><content type='html'>Well, hope you all had a great 12 of 12! I was up for about an hour or two before I realised that it was the 12th! I had a super busy day and managed to take a few pictures to at least give you a peek into my day...so let's start here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWn3s_W7QI/AAAAAAAADFk/IycO44eRrFY/s1600/P8120645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504990694941846786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWn3s_W7QI/AAAAAAAADFk/IycO44eRrFY/s400/P8120645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to start off on a negative tone, but this did NOT make me happy. Of course, nobody knows who left the cup on top of the album, but there it was - and yes, it left a ring! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWn3Mpr1uI/AAAAAAAADFc/TOS22uVUe-k/s1600/P8120646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504990686261008098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWn3Mpr1uI/AAAAAAAADFc/TOS22uVUe-k/s400/P8120646.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to head out to the school to pack up my classroom. I was planning on returning to teach for the 2010 - 2011 school year, but circumstances changed and I have decided that I will be staying home with my little Marco. It was bitter-sweet. Sad that I will miss my students and glad that I get this special time with my boy. I know I made the right choice and I can't wait to see what is in store for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnrYnJ76I/AAAAAAAADFU/wSJslDEiQXU/s1600/P8120647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504990483313192866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnrYnJ76I/AAAAAAAADFU/wSJslDEiQXU/s400/P8120647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My awesome hubby (who helped me pack) decided he would give this place a second chance. He wasn't thrilled with it the first time he had it for some reason, but was very pleased with the house fried rice (had chicken, beef and shrimp). Oh, yeah! Not paleo at all, but so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnqt7wx-I/AAAAAAAADFM/wxB3t3L6dAg/s1600/P8120648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504990471856900066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnqt7wx-I/AAAAAAAADFM/wxB3t3L6dAg/s400/P8120648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fortunes...interesting. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnqeueegI/AAAAAAAADFE/liXCnYCQp9M/s1600/P8120649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504990467774642690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnqeueegI/AAAAAAAADFE/liXCnYCQp9M/s400/P8120649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend Vicki came to my house to do our hair. All the girls got a cut or clean up. Somehow I missed Taryn's cut...she was in the chair and out. Just a trim for her. Hannah is here just getting layers put back in...but guess what?? Wait until you see Naomi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnp0IUHFI/AAAAAAAADE8/n47DVd9AYv8/s1600/P8120650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504990456340290642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnp0IUHFI/AAAAAAAADE8/n47DVd9AYv8/s400/P8120650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is with Marco and Vicki's granddaughter, Lexi-lou! They had a blast together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnpUvfGhI/AAAAAAAADE0/QTcnELcI6Xs/s1600/P8120652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504990447914654226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnpUvfGhI/AAAAAAAADE0/QTcnELcI6Xs/s400/P8120652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair colored and hi-lited...Yes, I am hiding. I wanted the moment recorded, but obviously was not feeling very photogenic. My son laughs and laughs when my hair is all papered up like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnK93TASI/AAAAAAAADEs/jtVhZMKVlCc/s1600/P8120661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504989926377324834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnK93TASI/AAAAAAAADEs/jtVhZMKVlCc/s400/P8120661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Naomi will be starting Kindergarten this year. It will be an all day class and she is excited! New school, new year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnKPC1fuI/AAAAAAAADEk/t3xHBQ5RZeY/s1600/P8120662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504989913809256162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnKPC1fuI/AAAAAAAADEk/t3xHBQ5RZeY/s400/P8120662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New do!!! I could not believe she agreed to have her hair cut! I love it and think it makes her Korean side just POP! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnJqj9AMI/AAAAAAAADEc/3_L2LWpqU7U/s1600/P8120666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504989904016048322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnJqj9AMI/AAAAAAAADEc/3_L2LWpqU7U/s400/P8120666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco did not have time to sit around while we all got our hair done. It was hot outside and he was going to do something about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnJMi2g6I/AAAAAAAADEU/LLQ4mlR92K4/s1600/P8120667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504989895958365090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnJMi2g6I/AAAAAAAADEU/LLQ4mlR92K4/s400/P8120667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, he's hungry and doing something about it....or maybe he's tired....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnIikgA5I/AAAAAAAADEM/ctlOvxO8vHQ/s1600/P8120672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504989884690989970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWnIikgA5I/AAAAAAAADEM/ctlOvxO8vHQ/s400/P8120672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. He was tired, and as you can see - he's doing something about this too! haha. Funny thing, he woke up about 30 minutes later and before his eyes were even open, he took a bite of his pizza. Ewww...just picked up where he left off, I guess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Hannah ended up going home with Christina for the evening, so that left me to clean up by myself and then zone out a bit before bed. What a day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1155964570310734852?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1155964570310734852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1155964570310734852' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1155964570310734852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1155964570310734852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/08/12-of-12-for-august.html' title='12 of 12 for August...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TGWn3s_W7QI/AAAAAAAADFk/IycO44eRrFY/s72-c/P8120645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-4363496581658260308</id><published>2010-08-06T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T16:04:50.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crossfit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday fill ins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paleo'/><title type='text'>Friday Fill-Ins for August 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFyUeDrvwLI/AAAAAAAADD8/Qa_DTnXEUWU/s1600/P8030474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502436088845680818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFyUeDrvwLI/AAAAAAAADD8/Qa_DTnXEUWU/s400/P8030474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My sweet daughter Taryn at the water park. Summer's wrapping up so quickly! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Life is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;going to be very different this year. The kids will be going to public school for the first time ever! I am looking forward to all of the options and programs they will have access to, however I am nervous at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Even if there are stumbling blocks, you've got to&lt;/span&gt; keep going, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you never know what's just around the bend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My last text message (or IM) ended in these three words: "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my last one" It was a text to my cousin (long-distance personal trainer) telling her that I did better this time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fresh lobster &lt;/span&gt;is what I'm thinking about for dinner sometime soon. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've never cooked it before and would love to try it for something special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. On the 1st day of August &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I felt panicky because I still need to do school shopping (clothes and supplies) and the summer is ending quickly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The crossfit workouts and Paleo eating really help me to feel&lt;/span&gt; lively and energetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;family game night at a friend's house&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a family day retreat at the beach with our church&lt;/span&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;relax and enjoy the Lord's day with family and friends&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-4363496581658260308?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/4363496581658260308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=4363496581658260308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4363496581658260308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4363496581658260308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-fill-ins-for-august-6.html' title='Friday Fill-Ins for August 6'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFyUeDrvwLI/AAAAAAAADD8/Qa_DTnXEUWU/s72-c/P8030474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-4762219414561219345</id><published>2010-08-06T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T00:54:32.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marco joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kool aid play dough'/><title type='text'>Simplicity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2iQlix9I/AAAAAAAADDs/tVqH6_mMxSE/s1600/P8050530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502192069447436242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2iQlix9I/AAAAAAAADDs/tVqH6_mMxSE/s400/P8050530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco just turned THREE years old. One of his favorite gifts was this home-made play dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2h-86_OI/AAAAAAAADDk/qAe4R1ndCfw/s1600/P8050529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502192064713653474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2h-86_OI/AAAAAAAADDk/qAe4R1ndCfw/s400/P8050529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and his sister can play all morning with this stuff. Sure, he received all sorts of toys and he loves them too...it's just that he keeps going back to this...and I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2hJkEeWI/AAAAAAAADDc/UAaKYN8GUbU/s1600/P8050528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502192050382338402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2hJkEeWI/AAAAAAAADDc/UAaKYN8GUbU/s400/P8050528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the girls were younger, I played with them all the time. We did activities...or "activilees" as Hannah called it when she was little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I've been missing that with my son and even a little with Naomi. We started the church almost 4 years ago, I home-schooled for a while and then went into full-time teaching. He just got shuffled to the back...Not much time for simple fun... Special time from mommy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin, Erin, who has been SUCH a help as far as my fitness and weight-loss journey once told me,&lt;strong&gt; ‎"Most things worth doing are simple, but not easy...".&lt;/strong&gt; WOW!! That really resonated with me. Sometimes the solution to something is SO SIMPLE, yet it's not easy to do. How hard is it to give my time to my family? How hard is it to say "No" to unhealthy foods? How hard is it to do what I need to do for my family, my ministry, or myself? It's not hard...it's simple...but not easy. Are you confused yet? I'm not. It's kind of like "not seeing the forest for the trees"...or is it the "not seeing the trees for the forest"? haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simplicity. Yes. I want it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2grRJFRI/AAAAAAAADDU/lKPMGMLARvo/s1600/P8050532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502192042249884946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2grRJFRI/AAAAAAAADDU/lKPMGMLARvo/s400/P8050532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those little dimples in her hands...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2gDjMcRI/AAAAAAAADDM/YFtgFXIu_70/s1600/P8050531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502192031588184338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2gDjMcRI/AAAAAAAADDM/YFtgFXIu_70/s400/P8050531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My special kids. This is why I am staying home this year. At least until this little guy gets into school. He needs me...or better yet, I need him. Simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2we3RyrI/AAAAAAAADD0/MAV_LdPdxrs/s1600/P8050533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502192313798085298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2we3RyrI/AAAAAAAADD0/MAV_LdPdxrs/s400/P8050533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of simple. Here is the adorable tag, ribbon and hand-made pinwheel that accompanied the gift of Play Dough. Thank you Lena!!  Would you like the Simple recipe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KOOL-AID PLAY DOUGH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 cup flour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/2 cup salt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 Tbs. cooking oil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 unsweetened package of Kool-Aid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Add: 1 cup of boiling water and knead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/strong&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/3193088523961203441-4762219414561219345?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/4762219414561219345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=4762219414561219345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4762219414561219345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4762219414561219345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/08/simplicity.html' title='Simplicity...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFu2iQlix9I/AAAAAAAADDs/tVqH6_mMxSE/s72-c/P8050530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-5380908745694671153</id><published>2010-08-04T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:07:42.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farmer&apos;s market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paleo'/><title type='text'>Oh, man.  Let's give it up for bacon!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFpZTrQII4I/AAAAAAAADC8/zeXm7P7UY6o/s1600/P8040515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501808089349235586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFpZTrQII4I/AAAAAAAADC8/zeXm7P7UY6o/s400/P8040515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I get into the recipe or pictures, can I just say that for the last 2 weeks or so, I've stuck with the work outs AND I have been eating as PRIMAL as I know how and I got on the scale to find that I've lost 10 pounds. Yup! Couldn't believe it. I have been reading a lot about the Paleo and Primal way of eating and I realised that it really is the healthiest and best choice for me. I am still new to it and learning every day, but the things that I have cut out of my diet entirely are grains of any kind, processed foods, sugar, and any legume. I have been enjoying dairy in moderation. Usually it is in the form of cheese and of course butter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel stronger and feel a little bit of room in my clothes, but we'll see. I know that at first, the pounds may come off quickly and then taper off. That's okay. I want it to be realistic and lasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here we go...this is what I made for my family of 6 hearty eaters plus 1 happy visitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFpZR8GkLVI/AAAAAAAADCk/p169Fsz4zXQ/s1600/P8040521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501808059512794450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFpZR8GkLVI/AAAAAAAADCk/p169Fsz4zXQ/s400/P8040521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made Seasoned Shrimp wrapped in Bacon and Stuffed Zucchini Boats. There are various recipes on line for the zucchini, but I changed mine up a bit to my taste and of course did not include bread crumbs like most of the recipes called for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFpZS2x9anI/AAAAAAAADC0/fsx8ciFyoHM/s1600/P8040519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501808075264060018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFpZS2x9anI/AAAAAAAADC0/fsx8ciFyoHM/s400/P8040519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shrimp wrapped with bacon....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 lb. fresh, cleaned raw shrimp (large to jumbo work best)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 package of uncured bacon (Trader Joe's or Whole Foods have good options)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seasonings:&lt;/strong&gt; salt, pepper, garlic, Mrs. Dash...really it's whatever you like best! This is what I had on hand. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) In a bowl, mix your shrimp and seasonings (I left tails on, by the way).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) Refrigerate for at least 20 minutes to let the seasonings marinade the shrimp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) Cut your bacon in half and then again lengthwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) Take your shrimp and wrap each one with a piece of bacon. Just spiral it around the shrimp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.) Grill on skillet until bacon is cooked on each side. The shrimp will be a bright pink and no longer gray in color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.) Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFpZSeVzMCI/AAAAAAAADCs/3bQWZz91d0A/s1600/P8040520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501808068703498274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFpZSeVzMCI/AAAAAAAADCs/3bQWZz91d0A/s400/P8040520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zucchini Boats&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 zucchini squash (approx. 7 inches long)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 lb. ground meat of your choice (turkey, beef, pork...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 medium onion, finely chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 cloves of garlic, finely chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tsp of italian seasoning mix (of course you can use fresh or dried mix of oregano/basil)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tsp. Worcestershire sauce &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 15 oz. can of tomato sauce ( I used a spicey brand called El Pato)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup Pepper Jack cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salt to taste (I didn't really add any)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFpZUOCAcGI/AAAAAAAADDE/Em_GHNCe8iA/s1600/P8040514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501808098685251682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFpZUOCAcGI/AAAAAAAADDE/Em_GHNCe8iA/s400/P8040514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Cut squash in half lengthwise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) Scoop out the middle. You can use a melon baller or small spoon to do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) Brown meat, onion and garlic in a frying pan until fully cooked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) Drain and add your seasonings and Worcestershire sauce. Make sure you get it evenly blended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. ) Fill up boats with meat mixture and arrange in glass baking dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.) Cover evenly with tomato sauce and top with cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.) Bake at 325 degrees for 50 minutes. You can even take it out 5 minutes early, top it with a little more cheese and then pop it under the boiler for about 2 minutes to get a nice brown crisp to the cheese. =) &lt;strong&gt;Yum&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I get an Italiany craving, I am going to make it again. Well, to be honest, I am going to make it again after I buy more zucchini at the Farmers' Market. =) I may add diced mushrooms to the meat mixture. The kids loved it. Hubby loved it...even Kristian, our impromptu visitor, loved it!&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/3193088523961203441-5380908745694671153?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/5380908745694671153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=5380908745694671153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5380908745694671153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5380908745694671153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-man-lets-give-it-up-for-bacon.html' title='Oh, man.  Let&apos;s give it up for bacon!!'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFpZTrQII4I/AAAAAAAADC8/zeXm7P7UY6o/s72-c/P8040515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-128265459668232638</id><published>2010-07-30T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T21:42:28.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paleo'/><title type='text'>It started with some asparagus...</title><content type='html'>I have been cooking lots of fresh vegetables this summer.  One of our favorites is the asparagus that I pick up at Costco.  I usually steam them or grill them...  Anyway, I decided to try wrapping them in bacon tonight - just to give it a twist.  I know that it's a common option, but I've never personally done this at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first drizzled EVOO on the asparagus and then added Mrs. Dash and fresh ground pepper.  Then I put about 4 in a bunch and wrapped it with one raw strip of bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFOmi7EVmxI/AAAAAAAADCc/ax96KJ7UFYI/s1600/P7300279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499922688851155730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFOmi7EVmxI/AAAAAAAADCc/ax96KJ7UFYI/s400/P7300279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure your pan or griddle is hot before you place the bundle on the pan.  This will help them to crisp up faster and they won't really stick.  Cook over medium heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFOmib-CJ3I/AAAAAAAADCU/Yv4uz5sVnbs/s1600/P7300281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499922680503215986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFOmib-CJ3I/AAAAAAAADCU/Yv4uz5sVnbs/s400/P7300281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time it takes for the bacon to cook should be just about the amount needed to make sure the asparagus are just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFOmh3NTDKI/AAAAAAAADCM/Z7UAqThqUnY/s1600/P7300283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499922670635125922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFOmh3NTDKI/AAAAAAAADCM/Z7UAqThqUnY/s400/P7300283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also seasoned some zucchini that I got at the Farmers' Market with the same things as the asparagus.  My hubby put these on the grill and they were PERFECT.  Could have put them on a little longer or on a hotter grill if we wanted the grill marks, but meh.  Who cares, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFOmhVK90WI/AAAAAAAADCE/H876GAcpNfU/s1600/P7300285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499922661498540386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFOmhVK90WI/AAAAAAAADCE/H876GAcpNfU/s400/P7300285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We served it with some great pork loin steaks that I got at Costco as well.  A side of fresh avacado and I was one happy camper.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that I take more time to think about my food when I'm eating right.  I'm still learning about Paleo eating, but so far - I love it and my family has no complaints either.&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/3193088523961203441-128265459668232638?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/128265459668232638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=128265459668232638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/128265459668232638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/128265459668232638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-started-with-some-asparagus.html' title='It started with some asparagus...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFOmi7EVmxI/AAAAAAAADCc/ax96KJ7UFYI/s72-c/P7300279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-5142418301387014109</id><published>2010-07-30T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T19:15:20.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday fill ins'/><title type='text'>Friday Fill-Ins for July 30th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFOG_97o8BI/AAAAAAAADB8/ElGzR_h-c1M/s1600/P7290273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499888003464097810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFOG_97o8BI/AAAAAAAADB8/ElGzR_h-c1M/s400/P7290273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marco LOVED this jumper slide...Obviously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm going &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to stick with these work outs. I know I feel better and I know that the results will be worth it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paleo eating can be an&lt;/span&gt; adventure and daring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Perhaps today you can make it a point to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;move past the hurts that you've been holding on to, and move on. You deserve to live life fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My son really has a&lt;/span&gt; true adventurer’s spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Compassion is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a virtue that you can not fake. There is action in compassion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I need to make time to exercise and eat right...&lt;/span&gt; no matter how difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;relaxing with the family&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a birthday party for my sweet boy who is 3 now,&lt;/span&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;spend time at my favorite church with some of my favorite people doing my favorite thing&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-5142418301387014109?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/5142418301387014109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=5142418301387014109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5142418301387014109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5142418301387014109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/07/friday-fill-ins-for-july-30th.html' title='Friday Fill-Ins for July 30th.'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TFOG_97o8BI/AAAAAAAADB8/ElGzR_h-c1M/s72-c/P7290273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-4393353889626062967</id><published>2010-07-24T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T11:50:12.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crossfit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercy me'/><title type='text'>Cross-Fit? *wimpers*</title><content type='html'>So, I have an awesome cousin who, besides being beautiful, sincere, a Jane Austen fan, lover of food, deeply spiritual, compassionate, strong, etc, etc... is a personal trainer at her gym, &lt;a href="http://crossfitcc.com/"&gt;CrossFit Center City&lt;/a&gt; , in Philadelphia.&lt;br /&gt;At my request, she has written up a month of work outs for me. I am only on day 4 and I was brought to tears.&lt;br /&gt;How did I get to this point? I will be 40 this year. I weigh waaaaay more than I should and even though my mind feels fit, my body laughs cruelly in my face. With every squat and lunge, I can feel it mocking me. Ugh. Today, I really wanted to quit. It hurt and I still had another AMRAP to do.&lt;br /&gt;I finished. Not because I wanted to, but because I knew I'd have to text Erin to let her know how I did. So...I finished. My legs are wobbly. I'm a sweaty mess and I cried a little.&lt;br /&gt;It was worth it. Just one day closer to looking and feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned in my last post that I don't like to try things if I am not sure that I can do them perfectly. I think that is part of my fear. I know this will be work. I know that I will fail on some days.&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I posted this as my status: &lt;strong&gt;"The key to change...is to let go of fear." ~Roseann Cash&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be afraid. I need to do this.&lt;br /&gt;Even better than the quote is this verse:&lt;strong&gt; Isaiah 41:10~Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I thought about the verse and then I needed an upbeat song that was at least 3 minutes to get me through my squats. This is the song I played and it was perfect. Great lyrics. It's called &lt;strong&gt;"Move" by Mercy Me&lt;/strong&gt; from their newest album &lt;strong&gt;"The Generous Mr. Lovewell"&lt;/strong&gt; I know I'm not alone in this journey. I just have to remember it when it gets hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuoRI1YhOY0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuoRI1YhOY0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/3193088523961203441-4393353889626062967?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/4393353889626062967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=4393353889626062967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4393353889626062967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4393353889626062967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/07/cross-fit-wimpers.html' title='Cross-Fit? *wimpers*'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-6262885617678896317</id><published>2010-07-23T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T15:32:45.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday fill ins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRUE'/><title type='text'>Friday Fill-Ins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TEoYcOk0wlI/AAAAAAAADB0/ivmoSGzMbRE/s1600/authentic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497233168387064402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TEoYcOk0wlI/AAAAAAAADB0/ivmoSGzMbRE/s400/authentic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...here we go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I feel &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a little anxious about the upcoming school year&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am so behind on my Summer reading list, I'm going to need to call it my summer, fall, winter reading list just &lt;/span&gt;to catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Do &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what you know in your heart is the right thing to do. Don't let fear or intimidation get in the way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's okay to be&lt;/span&gt; completely unique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. It's hard to know how much &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you can handle if you never try. I never want to try anything that I am not sure I can do perfectly...that's ridiculous. I need to worry less about perfection and just try. I am teachable...so that's a plus. It's just scary sometimes, you know? And I'm talking about everything from a new art project, to losing weight, to work-related items, to fixing things in a relationship and more!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be honest, keep it real, and hope everyone else&lt;/span&gt; follows suit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;some much needed family time&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;working out, cleaning, school and church year planning, and more family time&lt;/span&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;meet with some of my favorite people at awesome church&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-6262885617678896317?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/6262885617678896317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=6262885617678896317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6262885617678896317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6262885617678896317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/07/friday-fill-ins.html' title='Friday Fill-Ins...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TEoYcOk0wlI/AAAAAAAADB0/ivmoSGzMbRE/s72-c/authentic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-729948385159508690</id><published>2010-07-08T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T18:25:11.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mission Inn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='following Christ'/><title type='text'>What a day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a day jam packed with emotions. My day started very early with a call that my dear friend and church member delivered a beautiful, healthy baby girl while the rest of the world slept. I was so excited and happy for the couple. This is their first and we've been waiting a good while to meet her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDgoy-AeZ1I/AAAAAAAADBk/YYAQmeftPNc/s1600/P7080102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492184601681880914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDgoy-AeZ1I/AAAAAAAADBk/YYAQmeftPNc/s400/P7080102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would've gotten myself together to head right out to see them, but my daughter had a big day planned with a few of her best girlfriends. I was to be the lucky chaperone, as they are all too young to drive. We spent a wonderful day at the Mission Inn, looking through antique shops, and having a yummy lunch together. For me, it was a chance to watch my daughter interact with her friends and to see her truly happy and free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDgoyAsbbqI/AAAAAAAADBc/KtewW0jGyiA/s1600/P7080003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492184585223237282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDgoyAsbbqI/AAAAAAAADBc/KtewW0jGyiA/s400/P7080003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a great time with them and dropping them off at home, Hannah and I headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't even get out of the car. My husband slid into the driver's seat as he and I went to the hospital to visit the new baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDgozd764EI/AAAAAAAADBs/gSG37FiHYys/s1600/P7080097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492184610252709954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDgozd764EI/AAAAAAAADBs/gSG37FiHYys/s400/P7080097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is absolutely perfect. Just beautiful. Mommy got to the hospital early this morning and had the baby about 30 minutes later. Can you believe it? Wow. It was a joyful time, to say the least. We bid them goodbye and continued to talk of the baby's sweetness as we left the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From there we went to another hospital nearby where another member of ours is just starting chemotherapy. He went in a while back to get his eye checked, because of pain and swelling, and from there found out that he has cancer in his eye, his stomach and more I believe. While he was in the hospital having stress tests done to see if he could endure some of the medications, he had a heart attack. I just felt so bad for him. He doesn't have a whole lot family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we stayed with him for a bit and my husband and I prayed with him and shared some comforting words. He has great difficulty talking because of the tumor in his head. He will be getting transported to another hospital for radiation to his eye and then return again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I share all of this with you to tell you...no, remind you that we are all at a different stage in our lives. I have recently been talking with people who are dealing with marital issues, drug abuse, joblessness, family hurts... People are hurting out there, but there is also joy. New babies, weddings, engagements, families reunited...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;None of us know how long we are here on this earth. What are you doing with your time here? We all make a difference...but is it positive or negative? Are you letting yourself get worked up over the little things? Are you being true to yourself and those around you? Are you taking the time to really appreciate what you do have? Are you sharing the Gospel with anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just some things to think about...I know that it has given me reason to pause. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James 4:14 "Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away."&lt;/strong&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/3193088523961203441-729948385159508690?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/729948385159508690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=729948385159508690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/729948385159508690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/729948385159508690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-day.html' title='What a day...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDgoy-AeZ1I/AAAAAAAADBk/YYAQmeftPNc/s72-c/P7080102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-459492610131771856</id><published>2010-07-03T23:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T23:38:37.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>It's summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDAqtCPKxNI/AAAAAAAADA8/NkbNji_BlS4/s1600/P6230769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489934898947605714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDAqtCPKxNI/AAAAAAAADA8/NkbNji_BlS4/s400/P6230769.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer night skies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDAqsjGVU2I/AAAAAAAADA0/FHYmvRouDHE/s1600/P7020802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489934890589049698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDAqsjGVU2I/AAAAAAAADA0/FHYmvRouDHE/s400/P7020802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer salads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDAqrnlv0yI/AAAAAAAADAs/Zw9pZkpB04c/s1600/P7020801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489934874614682402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDAqrnlv0yI/AAAAAAAADAs/Zw9pZkpB04c/s400/P7020801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer fruit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDAqrJ3fA0I/AAAAAAAADAk/c2yWe9Xtvto/s1600/P7020800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489934866636014402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDAqrJ3fA0I/AAAAAAAADAk/c2yWe9Xtvto/s400/P7020800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  I can not believe it is July already.  We have really had so much going on!  School ended and we moved the same week.  Then the weekend after school was out, we packed up for a road trip to head on up to my brother-in-law's wedding in Washington state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent some time with my mom, dad and sister and then after the wedding we headed home with a pit stop in Boise, Idaho.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time with friends that we made in college.  It was wonderful to visit their church and stay a few days with them.  They also have 3 girls and 1 boy and our kids got along fabulously!  It was like a dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove over 3,000 miles.  It was so tiring, but it was a great time of memories. Now we are home and trying to settle ourselves in this new home that we're renting.  It's been great so far and I'm looking forward to making amazing memories here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3193088523961203441-459492610131771856?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/459492610131771856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=459492610131771856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/459492610131771856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/459492610131771856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-summer.html' title='It&apos;s summer!'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TDAqtCPKxNI/AAAAAAAADA8/NkbNji_BlS4/s72-c/P6230769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-7448438943587217882</id><published>2010-06-30T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T10:43:24.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naomi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marco joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jaime jr.s wedding'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday: Flower Girl and Ring BOY! 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hahaha'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TCuCCfMdDXI/AAAAAAAADAc/JWGyKOGfm90/s72-c/P6180484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1901604136797493199</id><published>2010-05-20T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T13:43:48.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday fill ins'/><title type='text'>Friday Fill-ins... 5/21/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S_bC8onDaaI/AAAAAAAADAE/Kx-iUTyGnj4/s1600/P3310352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473776744064575906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S_bC8onDaaI/AAAAAAAADAE/Kx-iUTyGnj4/s400/P3310352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S_bC8KoFlzI/AAAAAAAAC_8/PkjqEFjOXc8/s1600/P3310328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473776736015849266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S_bC8KoFlzI/AAAAAAAAC_8/PkjqEFjOXc8/s400/P3310328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(some sights I look forward to seeing again when we drive up to Washington)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You can follow this meme &lt;a href="http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Knowing that my children are safe, healthy, and happy&lt;/span&gt; never fails to make me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I'm looking forward to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;moving and settling in before we have to go on a road trip for an out of state wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pandora (cello music)&lt;/span&gt; is what I'm listening to right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Potato salad must have &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;DILL pickles&lt;/span&gt; in it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A juicy, Fuji apple&lt;/span&gt; was the best thing I ate today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Today was &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;long anticipated&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;dinner at a friend's home, followed by music practice with the band&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;finishing up the cleaning/purging of the garage, visiting and checking out a house to rent&lt;/span&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;relax and worship my Savior&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1901604136797493199?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1901604136797493199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1901604136797493199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1901604136797493199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1901604136797493199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/05/friday-fill-ins-52110.html' title='Friday Fill-ins... 5/21/10'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S_bC8onDaaI/AAAAAAAADAE/Kx-iUTyGnj4/s72-c/P3310352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-6179986927633672447</id><published>2010-05-14T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:01:21.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Sometimes you just need to let go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S-2PtFvhQ3I/AAAAAAAAC_0/D5itQB5rfR8/s1600/3236499779_62a7d177bd%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471187127123395442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S-2PtFvhQ3I/AAAAAAAAC_0/D5itQB5rfR8/s400/3236499779_62a7d177bd%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's why I'm drinking herbal tea today, instead of coffee. Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, seriously. I have been having a little bit of a rough time lately. Just "stuff". The thing is that it's really not my own "stuff" that I've been stressing over. Well, one thing is and that is the fact that we have to move because the house we're renting is being sold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody have room for a family of 6 and two small dogs?? o_O A little stressed about that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I worry for everyone else. I hurt for my siblings when they hurt. I get angry when I see somebody I love making the same mistakes over and over. I feel betrayed when people you care about and would do anything for, take advantage of your kindness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...after much worry, much crying, much sighing, and I'm sure much eye rolling....I'm letting it go. I have to. It's not my thing to be depressed or sad or anxious. It does not suit me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got tea to drink now... Have a great day and KEEP IT REAL!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S-2PMiJn9tI/AAAAAAAAC_s/CWw9RlTjYPY/s1600/04100022994p%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471186567813396178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S-2PMiJn9tI/AAAAAAAAC_s/CWw9RlTjYPY/s400/04100022994p%5B1%5D.jpg" /&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/3193088523961203441-6179986927633672447?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/6179986927633672447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=6179986927633672447' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6179986927633672447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6179986927633672447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-you-just-need-to-let-go.html' title='Sometimes you just need to let go...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S-2PtFvhQ3I/AAAAAAAAC_0/D5itQB5rfR8/s72-c/3236499779_62a7d177bd%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1761735280177541738</id><published>2010-04-28T14:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T14:51:04.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Don't hide!  Let me know if you're here!!</title><content type='html'>My hubby and daughter went out visiting some people that had come to our church for the first time and they also made some stops at some of our members homes. This is a regular Saturday for my husband and we all usually join him, but sometimes he will take just one of the girls if I have another appointment.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Taryn accompanied him this last Saturday and when they returned she had some flowers for me from one of our ladies. They were beautiful. Some purple flowers and some giant red roses...loved them! I immediately took them to the kitchen and arranged them, cut the ends, found a vase, put them in water...you know the drill.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday afternoon I decided that I didn't quite care for the way the purple ones smelled. I had to put them outside. Just too strong. Anyway, I rearranged the roses and was happy with my flowers once again. On Monday morning, my husband was at the table where the flowers were. He suddenly calls out for me and asks if I had noticed &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9iqq5tAmmI/AAAAAAAAC_k/8EiSIEYlnjs/s1600/vasensnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465305801834928738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9iqq5tAmmI/AAAAAAAAC_k/8EiSIEYlnjs/s400/vasensnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hmmmm...what? No...I don't think...Yikes! Where'd THAT come from? Do you see him yet? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9iqpq-PJfI/AAAAAAAAC_U/BIv-QnmiV88/s1600/big+ole+snail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465305780700784114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9iqpq-PJfI/AAAAAAAAC_U/BIv-QnmiV88/s400/big+ole+snail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There he was. Just cruising along. Okay, not really cruising, but he was moving. I had to laugh. He was there through all of that cutting, rearranging, adding flowers, throwing out flowers.... He just never let me see him. Thank goodness he wasn't a big spider! *shiver*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9iqqM1WdPI/AAAAAAAAC_c/sPilj_W6OZE/s1600/slimy+snail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465305789790319858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9iqqM1WdPI/AAAAAAAAC_c/sPilj_W6OZE/s400/slimy+snail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know that I have been MIA and my posts have slowed down, but I am here and I am really motivated to stick around. I'm just wondering who still stops by. Can you do me a favor? Drop me a note in my comments or whatever to let me know. Don't hide...I want to be a good hostess and know how many are stopping in here. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He looks cool, huh? ;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1761735280177541738?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1761735280177541738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1761735280177541738' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1761735280177541738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1761735280177541738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-hide-let-me-know-if-youre-here.html' title='Don&apos;t hide!  Let me know if you&apos;re here!!'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9iqq5tAmmI/AAAAAAAAC_k/8EiSIEYlnjs/s72-c/vasensnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1635335310900800313</id><published>2010-04-25T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T23:50:11.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yield'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='following Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Will You Yield?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9Us5-7ZvNI/AAAAAAAAC_M/rkDzQ4Y641M/s1600/Yield_Sign%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464323097540279506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9Us5-7ZvNI/AAAAAAAAC_M/rkDzQ4Y641M/s400/Yield_Sign%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Matthew 16:24 "Then said Jesus unto his disciples, If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me."~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been leading the ladies in my study group through a book called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reviveourhearts.com/topics/lies.php"&gt;Lies Women Believe and the Truth That Sets Them Free&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Nancy Leigh DeMoss.  We have really enjoyed taking our time reading through the book and sharing with each other our thoughts, insights, etc.  As I read a few pages last night, I came across something that just stopped me in my tracks.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;One point that she mentions is the lie that "I have my rights."  This statement has been used and abused by so many for so long.  Of course we have our "rights", but do we really need to go around demanding and proving and stomping our feet?&lt;br /&gt;The part that struck me was: &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"...the fact that successful relationships and healthy cultures are not built on the &lt;em&gt;claiming &lt;/em&gt;of rights, but on the &lt;em&gt;yielding&lt;/em&gt; of rights.  Even our traffic laws reflect this principle.  You'll never see a sign that says "You have the right of way."  Instead, the signs instruct us to "Yield" the right of way.  That is how traffic works best; that is how life works best."&lt;/span&gt; (p. 74)&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!  Do you see that?  Yield the right of way!  That means that I may HAVE the right of way, but I am going to YIELD the right of way.  Guess what??  It's not all about me.  I don't have to have my way or demand my way or fight for my way all the time.  I am talking about giving up what you believe in or compromising your standards.  I am talking about everyday relationships. &lt;br /&gt;If we all learned to yield ourselves, we'd be so much happier.  Life would be more simple.  Imagine if we could teach our young children to YIELD.  They would do so much better with their siblings and school mates.  Eventually, it would even help them with their spouses and employers.  Again, I am not talking about allowing yourself to be walked on...I am talking about considering others first.&lt;br /&gt;Listen.  I realize that sometimes it is necessary to state our rights and get what we need, but for the most part, we could yield our way.&lt;br /&gt;I once heard someone say that they felt sorry for women that were at the "beck and call" of their husbands and children.  When I heard that statement, I actually felt sorry for HER.  I love being able to serve my children and my husband.  It truly does bring me joy. &lt;br /&gt;The bonus (that this lady may never get to experience) is that my husband and children see the joy I have in serving them and in return, THEY begin to yield their way and give back to me!  I am seriously spoiled!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what our Savior did for us?  He YIELDED Himself. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Romans 15:1-3 tells us, "We then that are strong ought to bear the infirmities of the weak, and not to please ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Let every one of us please his neighbour for his good to edification.&lt;br /&gt;For even Christ pleased not himself; but, as it is written, The reproaches of them that reproached thee fell on me. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many ways that we can YIELD.  It's as easy as allowing someone to go ahead of you in line at the grocery store, but it could also be something bigger.  What is it for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1635335310900800313?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1635335310900800313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1635335310900800313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1635335310900800313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1635335310900800313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/04/will-you-yield.html' title='Will You Yield?'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9Us5-7ZvNI/AAAAAAAAC_M/rkDzQ4Y641M/s72-c/Yield_Sign%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-9039373155700751638</id><published>2010-04-21T19:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:21:36.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Hello blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S8-yoc2W9UI/AAAAAAAAC9k/nQ7hpHPbqKI/s1600/ResetButton.preview%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462781281032402242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S8-yoc2W9UI/AAAAAAAAC9k/nQ7hpHPbqKI/s400/ResetButton.preview%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello faithful friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are always here for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been fickle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgive me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try my best to make time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to visit you more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think of you daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sherry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-9039373155700751638?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/9039373155700751638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=9039373155700751638' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/9039373155700751638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/9039373155700751638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-blog.html' title='Hello blog...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S8-yoc2W9UI/AAAAAAAAC9k/nQ7hpHPbqKI/s72-c/ResetButton.preview%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-2663029439214918291</id><published>2010-04-12T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T22:34:59.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 on 12 challenge'/><title type='text'>April 12 of 12...</title><content type='html'>Didn't think there'd be much to document since it was going to be a "regular" school day, but then I realized that's what this project is all about. It's supposed to capture my day - regardless of what my schedule is. So... here we go. Just a little glimpse because I didn't get started until I got to school and then faded out somewhere toward the end.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J8CaID_RI/AAAAAAAAC-8/f330iPqvmwI/s1600/P4120542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463565678768553234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J8CaID_RI/AAAAAAAAC-8/f330iPqvmwI/s400/P4120542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my special girl Hannah. She stops by to see me between classes sometimes. Love her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J7rEOO2UI/AAAAAAAAC-0/GzxUdQ4hp7o/s1600/P4120543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463565277751859522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J7rEOO2UI/AAAAAAAAC-0/GzxUdQ4hp7o/s400/P4120543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My student Hannah was very excited to get this souvenir from someone who recently went to Haiti. She wants to be a missionary to Haiti one day. She's another special Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J7qfoxJdI/AAAAAAAAC-s/0UNHx4Gln7U/s1600/P4120544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463565267931047378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J7qfoxJdI/AAAAAAAAC-s/0UNHx4Gln7U/s400/P4120544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few of my 8th graders in a study group during history. I teach some of the most awesome students in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J7p9AkZXI/AAAAAAAAC-k/xrLqyRKa-Rk/s1600/P4120547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463565258635634034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J7p9AkZXI/AAAAAAAAC-k/xrLqyRKa-Rk/s400/P4120547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another one of my students. Lane is showing us the proper technique (according to him) for stretching before a run. He cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J7pQOYR1I/AAAAAAAAC-c/uj2zS-4xjZ4/s1600/P4120553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463565246613964626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J7pQOYR1I/AAAAAAAAC-c/uj2zS-4xjZ4/s400/P4120553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what one side of the sky looked like outside of the school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J7o8YO9UI/AAAAAAAAC-U/ZeK_zc0yWv0/s1600/P4120554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463565241286587714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J7o8YO9UI/AAAAAAAAC-U/ZeK_zc0yWv0/s400/P4120554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the other side looked like. Crazy and cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J6btS3jgI/AAAAAAAAC-M/FNpdJ3wxh9Y/s1600/P4120567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463563914387623426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J6btS3jgI/AAAAAAAAC-M/FNpdJ3wxh9Y/s400/P4120567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my little Marco and Naomi after school in my class. They are enjoying a little snack. Naomi is in K-4 and Little Marco is in daycare here at the school. I enjoy having him close by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J6bI0bkSI/AAAAAAAAC-E/nFC0JZ94-EM/s1600/P4120568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463563904596283682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J6bI0bkSI/AAAAAAAAC-E/nFC0JZ94-EM/s400/P4120568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of their favorite activities in the afternoon. They play while I catch up on grading or lesson plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J6alKXJ0I/AAAAAAAAC98/BAClnjDdXkw/s1600/P4120571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463563895024592706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J6alKXJ0I/AAAAAAAAC98/BAClnjDdXkw/s400/P4120571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of grading...here's one of the tests that I was grading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J6aGSIDvI/AAAAAAAAC90/LpBMvui_4K8/s1600/P4120573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463563886735658738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J6aGSIDvI/AAAAAAAAC90/LpBMvui_4K8/s400/P4120573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to get a snapshot of Danielle. She is the daughter of one of my best friends. I wish the camera did justice to her big blue eyes, but her smile and freckles are definitely represented here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J6ZVF04GI/AAAAAAAAC9s/G4X_CBjlo6U/s1600/P4120574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463563873530732642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J6ZVF04GI/AAAAAAAAC9s/G4X_CBjlo6U/s400/P4120574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what happened, but this was the last shot today. Hannah had a game and I started out taking pics here and there, but then the game got so exciting I must've put my camera away. I know!! What was I thinking?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, there you go. By this time it is usually after 6 and we are headed home to figure out what's for dinner or run errands. It is always a full day, but I am always reminded at the end of the day how blessed I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-2663029439214918291?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/2663029439214918291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=2663029439214918291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2663029439214918291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2663029439214918291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-12-of-12.html' title='April 12 of 12...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S9J8CaID_RI/AAAAAAAAC-8/f330iPqvmwI/s72-c/P4120542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1938771983711350980</id><published>2010-03-12T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:29:54.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 on 12 challenge'/><title type='text'>March 12 of 12...</title><content type='html'>So, I read Susan's reminder email before I went to bed, got my camera ready and then forgot by the time I woke up. Ahhhhh yes. I am a dingbat. No worries though...I remembered by the time I got to school. Not a very eventful day really, but hey - it was Friday! That makes it pretty good no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Well, here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6a2dGtZI/AAAAAAAAC9c/WHwGqzjTsEE/s1600-h/P3120176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448364250924234130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6a2dGtZI/AAAAAAAAC9c/WHwGqzjTsEE/s400/P3120176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my coffee maker in to school and the English teacher and I can have coffee within reach whenever we want it. I just didn't feel like making that walk to the kitchen just for coffee...plus I like mine just so... Oh. Can't forget my sugar-free creamer. It helps to start the day this way...trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6aW6wHQI/AAAAAAAAC9U/uvpRsu7eriQ/s1600-h/P3120179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448364242458647810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6aW6wHQI/AAAAAAAAC9U/uvpRsu7eriQ/s400/P3120179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my little man Marco with two of his friends. They had a dinosaur day at daycare and learned about dinosaurs and had special food, etc. He wore his dinosaur p.j.'s 'cause that's all he had that had a dinosaur on it. Cutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6KHZa0aI/AAAAAAAAC9M/BzhcJO5-hD0/s1600-h/P3120180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448363963414401442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6KHZa0aI/AAAAAAAAC9M/BzhcJO5-hD0/s400/P3120180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my new favorite things. Bought these beautiful sweet peppers at Costco. My kids love them too. I brought these to snack on at lunch. Yummy and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6JrImaXI/AAAAAAAAC9E/W4cHkNz5egc/s1600-h/P3120181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448363955827665266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6JrImaXI/AAAAAAAAC9E/W4cHkNz5egc/s400/P3120181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my Hannah trying to sneak by me. She saw me with the camera and tried to hurry by...oh, no you don't! Say cheese!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6I3ovx_I/AAAAAAAAC88/PihHz_Zb7w4/s1600-h/P3120184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448363942003853298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6I3ovx_I/AAAAAAAAC88/PihHz_Zb7w4/s400/P3120184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our school and where I come to teach every day. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6IU38YjI/AAAAAAAAC80/V6Ph3Im5Ftg/s1600-h/P3120185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448363932672352818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6IU38YjI/AAAAAAAAC80/V6Ph3Im5Ftg/s400/P3120185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky was a perfect blue and spring was definitely in the air. Fall is my favorite, but I can't complain about this at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6HxitcOI/AAAAAAAAC8s/7Ip_-xuviBE/s1600-h/P3120188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448363923188052194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6HxitcOI/AAAAAAAAC8s/7Ip_-xuviBE/s400/P3120188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the back of my classroom. Just changed this back board to Civil War. I am teaching the Civil War to two of my classes right now. I still get choked up whenever I talk about Lee surrendering to Grant and how they both treated each other with such dignity and respect. Is that corny that I get emotional over that? Alas... I can not help it. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x5peWPWNI/AAAAAAAAC8k/Dr_jmFmJzF4/s1600-h/P3120189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448363402639399122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x5peWPWNI/AAAAAAAAC8k/Dr_jmFmJzF4/s400/P3120189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This arrived in the mail today. I really don't have anymore subscriptions these days, but a girl in our church was doing a fund-raiser thing and I didn't want to pay for candy. I do enjoy this magazine though. My favorite magazine is &lt;a href="http://www.stampington.com/html/artful_blogging_spring10.html"&gt;Artful Blogging&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.wherewomencreate.com/magazine.html"&gt;Where Women Create&lt;/a&gt;. Of course, they are more like books. They come out every 3 months, I believe. So inspiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x5oL4v_iI/AAAAAAAAC8c/XtCgxVWmIUc/s1600-h/P3120192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448363380504002082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x5oL4v_iI/AAAAAAAAC8c/XtCgxVWmIUc/s400/P3120192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towels to fold...not as inspiring, but I don't mind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x5nit5iFI/AAAAAAAAC8U/i8B79KO4Q5U/s1600-h/P3120195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448363369452636242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x5nit5iFI/AAAAAAAAC8U/i8B79KO4Q5U/s400/P3120195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco and Naomi having an after school snack and playing one of their favorite things. Naomi received this special quilt that was made by a friend of my sister. The kids play "I spy" with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x5mmYT-8I/AAAAAAAAC8M/zaPO2XcF56Q/s1600-h/P3120201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448363353255967682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x5mmYT-8I/AAAAAAAAC8M/zaPO2XcF56Q/s400/P3120201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at a loss as to what to make for dinner. I had forgotten to take any meat out and my husband was about to just throw in the towel and order pizza. I remembered that I had a bag of those frozen chicken tenderloins from Costco (love that place!) and decided to make a mushroom cream sauce for it and do some steamed brussel sprouts on the side. YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x5lv3of1I/AAAAAAAAC8E/2JxSbFfNDQU/s1600-h/P3120203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448363338623385426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x5lv3of1I/AAAAAAAAC8E/2JxSbFfNDQU/s400/P3120203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco made a redbox run and we ended the evening watching Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs. It was cute...made me hungry though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's it folks! Another month gone by. Do you participate in the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=246184797265&amp;amp;v=info"&gt;12 of 12&lt;/a&gt;? If so, let me know in the comments section! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1938771983711350980?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1938771983711350980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1938771983711350980' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1938771983711350980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1938771983711350980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-i-read-susans-reminder-email-before.html' title='March 12 of 12...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S5x6a2dGtZI/AAAAAAAAC9c/WHwGqzjTsEE/s72-c/P3120176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-8545385563931229119</id><published>2010-02-20T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:56:49.166-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atkins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paleo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Warning...these pictures may make you hungry...</title><content type='html'>A lot of you have asked me about my change in eating and cooking habits. I've really enjoyed this new way of eating. The thing that has helped me the most is that my husband and my kids are all on board. It takes a lot of planning and making sure that the fridge is stocked, but it's well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;We haven't written off sugar and all things carb-filled forever, but for me - it is the better choice. It is still hard, but I've learned that by refraining from sugar and carbs, I have cut out things like chips, ice-cream, starchy potatoes, breads, fried and battered foods, milk shakes, most fast food, etc. I know. Sounds boring, right? It's been a challenge, but so far - so good. There have been a few times (like the Valentine's Banquet) where I've gone ahead and eaten dessert and starches, but it's not all day every day like it was before.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the meals that I've served my family in the last few weeks, along with the ones you saw in my other recent post. It's been about a month and we've all lost at least 10 lbs. each, but my hubby has lost about 16 lbs! We've also been exercising regularly too!&lt;br /&gt;Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C3DzBjLVI/AAAAAAAAC70/xgl2cmKFyvU/s1600-h/P2170440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440549625727757650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C3DzBjLVI/AAAAAAAAC70/xgl2cmKFyvU/s400/P2170440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed a little "comfort" food here so I made a seasoned ground beef that I usually serve on mashed potatoes, but this time I served it on the mashed cauliflower. My kids really love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C3Dc9qjfI/AAAAAAAAC7s/Ru5kjtraE7w/s1600-h/P2170439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440549619805883890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C3Dc9qjfI/AAAAAAAAC7s/Ru5kjtraE7w/s400/P2170439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sauteed and seasoned asparagus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C3CZvsKcI/AAAAAAAAC7k/-ulP1JbD0Tg/s1600-h/P2050322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440549601762093506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C3CZvsKcI/AAAAAAAAC7k/-ulP1JbD0Tg/s400/P2050322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omelettes are good any time of the day. Here is one with bacon, spinach, mushroom and cheddar jack cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C3BvRETwI/AAAAAAAAC7c/NeWf9OG6zmA/s1600-h/P2050321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440549590359363330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C3BvRETwI/AAAAAAAAC7c/NeWf9OG6zmA/s400/P2050321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is sans mushroom, but with added sausage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C3BBskzII/AAAAAAAAC7U/K5TVBndRdw0/s1600-h/P2040318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440549578126707842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C3BBskzII/AAAAAAAAC7U/K5TVBndRdw0/s400/P2040318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a quick meal that I made one evening with stir-fry chicken, pasilla chilies and mushrooms. Very good - lots of flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C2daZ1vYI/AAAAAAAAC7M/UddFvPmgNFs/s1600-h/P2020307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440548966283722114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C2daZ1vYI/AAAAAAAAC7M/UddFvPmgNFs/s400/P2020307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a really great meal. We had shrimp scampi and mussels as a side with broiled salmon and broccoli. It was delish! It would've cost us so much to go out and have this at a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C2c7zWPMI/AAAAAAAAC7E/r4zdXS6_UxI/s1600-h/P2020306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440548958069210306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C2c7zWPMI/AAAAAAAAC7E/r4zdXS6_UxI/s400/P2020306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butter and garlic shrimp....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C2cM6McvI/AAAAAAAAC68/9zUJ2jicjI0/s1600-h/P2020305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440548945481462514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C2cM6McvI/AAAAAAAAC68/9zUJ2jicjI0/s400/P2020305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...lots of broccoli...splash of pepper jack cheese on top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C2bZ0brtI/AAAAAAAAC60/NkRSsQH1rXo/s1600-h/P2020303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440548931767086802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C2bZ0brtI/AAAAAAAAC60/NkRSsQH1rXo/s400/P2020303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broiled salmon...just right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C2a8DjWyI/AAAAAAAAC6s/BGDf8OlTykk/s1600-h/P1310282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 340px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440548923777440546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C2a8DjWyI/AAAAAAAAC6s/BGDf8OlTykk/s400/P1310282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then there's days that I am in a super big hurry and I've got to just pick up a rotisserie chicken and sautee some green beans and go! Quick...but still healthy. No more just pullin' in to 'ole Jack in the Box for a quick meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me know if you have any questions! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-8545385563931229119?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/8545385563931229119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=8545385563931229119' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8545385563931229119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8545385563931229119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/02/warningthese-pictures-may-make-you.html' title='Warning...these pictures may make you hungry...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4C3DzBjLVI/AAAAAAAAC70/xgl2cmKFyvU/s72-c/P2170440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-4606118795781899950</id><published>2010-02-13T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:23:23.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church banquets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 on 12 challenge'/><title type='text'>12 of 12 for February...</title><content type='html'>This month's 12 of 12 fell on a fun day.  We were busy celebrating Valentine's Day at school and also had a Valentine's Banquet for our church.  Here are some pics of my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwvL50MsI/AAAAAAAAC6k/jJU3bMWbLTQ/s1600-h/P2100356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440542674559185602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwvL50MsI/AAAAAAAAC6k/jJU3bMWbLTQ/s400/P2100356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were a sampling of the decorations I made for our banquet.  The 'cooty catcher' candy dishes were really fun to make.  You could do those in any color for any theme!  The vase is filled with red hot candies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4Cwuicf8rI/AAAAAAAAC6c/vTLNAAAs_28/s1600-h/P2120357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440542663430369970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4Cwuicf8rI/AAAAAAAAC6c/vTLNAAAs_28/s400/P2120357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I saw when I got in the car to go to school this morning.  Marco is great about special days.  He gave me a gift card for the Bare Escentuals store and a bottle of Still by Jennifer Lopez (perfume).  I'm a lucky girl! (blessed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwGTrhVuI/AAAAAAAAC6U/uOseAwLnrY0/s1600-h/P2120358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440541972272076514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwGTrhVuI/AAAAAAAAC6U/uOseAwLnrY0/s400/P2120358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were also in each of the kids' spots...they get something too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwFUPjxVI/AAAAAAAAC6M/QGme8X7Eu8A/s1600-h/P2120362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440541955243361618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwFUPjxVI/AAAAAAAAC6M/QGme8X7Eu8A/s400/P2120362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a great shot, but this is the little mailbox my Taryn asked me to make for her Valentine Buddy exchange at school.  The girl's name is Allie.  Taryn filled it with Allie's favorite candies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwEyknEOI/AAAAAAAAC6E/bkXmsUpYsGg/s1600-h/P2120364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440541946204852450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwEyknEOI/AAAAAAAAC6E/bkXmsUpYsGg/s400/P2120364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's little Naomi (and class mate Sydney) enjoying her first Valentine's Day party at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwEVQrZUI/AAAAAAAAC58/2vLvqEimUHk/s1600-h/P2120371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440541938336621890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwEVQrZUI/AAAAAAAAC58/2vLvqEimUHk/s400/P2120371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new favorite indulgence.  I've tried to not drink soda at all, but when I do - this is it now.  Remember the commercial, "Sugar-free Dr. Pepper, tastes fattening but it's not..."  Yeah, it really does taste that good! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwD26h1vI/AAAAAAAAC50/_FjXUAaEwOc/s1600-h/P2120372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440541930190657266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwD26h1vI/AAAAAAAAC50/_FjXUAaEwOc/s400/P2120372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my sweet students brought me this lovely candle...made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CvayIJkDI/AAAAAAAAC5s/sM48c3ze2Z8/s1600-h/P2120374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440541224530972722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CvayIJkDI/AAAAAAAAC5s/sM48c3ze2Z8/s400/P2120374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another student gave me this beautiful tulip.  So beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CvaWI5UlI/AAAAAAAAC5k/QrAJ2qEpQzk/s1600-h/P2120378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440541217017909842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CvaWI5UlI/AAAAAAAAC5k/QrAJ2qEpQzk/s400/P2120378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to rush home and get ready for the banquet.  We have had it at the same restaurant for a few years now and really like it.  Great food and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CvZjvCMqI/AAAAAAAAC5c/stJK2vXAl_0/s1600-h/P2120379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440541203487666850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CvZjvCMqI/AAAAAAAAC5c/stJK2vXAl_0/s400/P2120379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the things I made..."Set Your Heart In Order" was the theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CvY0Jh4-I/AAAAAAAAC5U/xNz-arZxW6M/s1600-h/P2120400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440541190713893858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CvY0Jh4-I/AAAAAAAAC5U/xNz-arZxW6M/s400/P2120400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had steak (medium rare), veggies and loaded mashed potatoes.  Yes, I did eat the potatoes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CvYfgsmAI/AAAAAAAAC5M/8ZjQVRjhg74/s1600-h/P2120402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440541185173919746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CvYfgsmAI/AAAAAAAAC5M/8ZjQVRjhg74/s400/P2120402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh....and did I mention the pie?  Yeah.  Ate all of that too. =]&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was it...It was a great night.  Lots of good food, fun games and a great challenge by Marco.  I went home and went straight to bed.  Great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-4606118795781899950?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/4606118795781899950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=4606118795781899950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4606118795781899950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4606118795781899950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/02/12-of-12-for-february.html' title='12 of 12 for February...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S4CwvL50MsI/AAAAAAAAC6k/jJU3bMWbLTQ/s72-c/P2100356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-8866613014927111110</id><published>2010-01-30T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:40:26.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atkins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beef'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRUE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paleo'/><title type='text'>Keeping TRUE...</title><content type='html'>So, one area that I have been wanting to stay TRUE about is my health. I really got it together towards the end of 2009. Lost enough to start feeling like it was something that I could at least work on - that it IS possible to start losing weight and moving and feeling good again.&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret that I like to eat. I am not even afraid to say it. I do love food, I love cooking, I love feeding others and sharing from my kitchen...but in being TRUE... I also know that I love looking and feeling good more than I love food.&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading a lot about the Paleo or Primal way of eating. Some people think that it's the same as Atkins, but it really isn't. It's so much more, but I am not going to get into all of that right now. Think of all the "bad stuff" we aren't indulging on anymore.&lt;br /&gt;For this post, I just want to share some of the low-carb dinners I've had recently. My lunches and breakfasts have been amazing as well. I KNOW that this is healthier. I am not afraid of meat. I have been eating more vegetables than I have in a long time...and a beautiful variety at that! Fruit? We love fruit! I don't eat as many grapes in one sitting, but we have them. Oh, by the way...my hubby and my two oldest girls are in it with me as well. I have totally re-vamped our pantry.&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's take a look at some of the beef dishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S2RaImAG6hI/AAAAAAAAC4c/JkiNARPTzYg/s1600-h/P1250259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432566154202114578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S2RaImAG6hI/AAAAAAAAC4c/JkiNARPTzYg/s400/P1250259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some roast beef that was cooked in the crock pot, with steamed cabbage and instead of mashed POTATOES...mashed CAULIFLOWER!!! Yes! Everybody (including the kids) loved it. Plenty of beef broth or "au jus" as gravy....big hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S2RaIGqqP4I/AAAAAAAAC4U/SoPFve2fXVo/s1600-h/P1270263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432566145790656386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S2RaIGqqP4I/AAAAAAAAC4U/SoPFve2fXVo/s400/P1270263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of &lt;em&gt;carne asada &lt;/em&gt;tacos, we had &lt;em&gt;carne asada&lt;/em&gt; lettuce wraps. Side of avocado for those that care to have it, romaine lettuce and monterey jack cheese. &lt;em&gt;Salsa verde &lt;/em&gt;or green salsa to top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S2RaHUV5YDI/AAAAAAAAC4M/Z0URkG6x5JQ/s1600-h/P1280270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432566132281794610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S2RaHUV5YDI/AAAAAAAAC4M/Z0URkG6x5JQ/s400/P1280270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a great sale at the market on good steak (I rarely buy it 'cause it's too much for a family of 6)....anyway, I had also purchased a little bit of mussels and a bag of raw frozen shrimp as a "go to". Here we have grilled steak (seasoned perfectly), garlic butter shrimp scampi and some mussels steamed in white wine/garlic/pesto sauce.  We ate those like an appetizer.  Oh, and the sauteed zucchini was to die for!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S2RaG70R0nI/AAAAAAAAC4E/8UtSR4LoHXA/s1600-h/P1290281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432566125698339442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S2RaG70R0nI/AAAAAAAAC4E/8UtSR4LoHXA/s400/P1290281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two older girls were out the night I served this. I had two of the steaks left and had Marco grill them. He opted out of the brussel sprouts and had a big salad, but after tasting one of these....yeah. He was all in my business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grilled steak with steamed brussel sprouts with butter and shredded cheese. LOVED this!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, maybe I will post some chicken meals soon and then fish...sounds good, eh? Along with exercising, we are seeing the pounds drop...not melt away....we are working hard at this, but I am really hoping to keep it real. You know how I do, I want to be TRUE! =]&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/3193088523961203441-8866613014927111110?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/8866613014927111110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=8866613014927111110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8866613014927111110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8866613014927111110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/01/keeping-true.html' title='Keeping TRUE...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S2RaImAG6hI/AAAAAAAAC4c/JkiNARPTzYg/s72-c/P1250259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-7086195704822006107</id><published>2010-01-13T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:42:34.887-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 on 12 challenge'/><title type='text'>January 12 of 12...the first for 2010!</title><content type='html'>Well, I am about two weeks into the year 2010 and I have really thought about being TRUE and keeping it real! &lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite memes is the &lt;a href="http://www.twelve-of-twelve.blogspot.com/"&gt;12 of 12 meme&lt;/a&gt;.  You take pictures all day on the 12th of each month and then you choose 12 to share with us on your blog, facebook, etc.  If you can do this through the year, you will have a wonderful year at a glance to look back on.&lt;br /&gt;Well, here we go - not really exciting, but it was my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1Flpuqkl_I/AAAAAAAAC38/a5HS1r4NXJQ/s1600-h/P1120153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427230793533790194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1Flpuqkl_I/AAAAAAAAC38/a5HS1r4NXJQ/s400/P1120153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned the t.v. on (in my room) so that Naomi and Marco can hear the music of whatever is playing at the time.  It has helped them to wake up with a better attitude. =]  Here they are watching "Imagination Movers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FlpfxHXmI/AAAAAAAAC30/Z7Js6pSbpig/s1600-h/P1120155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427230789534703202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FlpfxHXmI/AAAAAAAAC30/Z7Js6pSbpig/s400/P1120155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops...an hour later my alarm is still going off.  It doesn't matter that I had my alarm set, I forgot to put the sound on! Duh.  Thankfully, I woke up before I need to anyway. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FlXT6h8MI/AAAAAAAAC3k/2INIQoCjg1I/s1600-h/P1120157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427230477115322562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FlXT6h8MI/AAAAAAAAC3k/2INIQoCjg1I/s400/P1120157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taryn should've ironed the night before, but she had her uniform in the dryer still... Come on Taryn!  Careful with the steam though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FlW51ZrOI/AAAAAAAAC3c/LWp4iNLU7qg/s1600-h/P1120158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427230470114487522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FlW51ZrOI/AAAAAAAAC3c/LWp4iNLU7qg/s400/P1120158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my room and I am dying to get some paint on these walls.  Even if you don't have time to do your whole room, you should make your bed (at least) - that way you feel like something is in order!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1Flo-AKLqI/AAAAAAAAC3s/idG1xkxeoic/s1600-h/P1120164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427230780470996642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1Flo-AKLqI/AAAAAAAAC3s/idG1xkxeoic/s400/P1120164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a view of our gym wall from the upstairs windows at school.  Some boys, along with coach, painted this up here.  I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FlWcFCv4I/AAAAAAAAC3U/muwJoBEtQ7U/s1600-h/P1120162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427230462127030146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FlWcFCv4I/AAAAAAAAC3U/muwJoBEtQ7U/s400/P1120162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seniors went on a quick field trip to Starbucks.  One of them brought me this very yummy, sugar-free Passion Tea.  It was so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FlWMv603I/AAAAAAAAC3M/F2IejGsE3R8/s1600-h/P1120165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427230458011898738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FlWMv603I/AAAAAAAAC3M/F2IejGsE3R8/s400/P1120165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my classroom.  I am forever trying to keep this window clean of all the nose smudges...haha.  I will be decorating for Valentine's (February) on the 14th of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FklFdZ76I/AAAAAAAAC28/DWGfDFAnuIw/s1600-h/P1120167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427229614241607586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FklFdZ76I/AAAAAAAAC28/DWGfDFAnuIw/s400/P1120167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually left school before 5 p.m. today!  As I drove out of the parking lot I realized that I had to come back and take a picture of the temperature on the marquis.  How's that for January? =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FkkuYcNLI/AAAAAAAAC20/XgAPozQ21Kg/s1600-h/P1120169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427229608046769330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1FkkuYcNLI/AAAAAAAAC20/XgAPozQ21Kg/s400/P1120169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my silly girl.  She is such a great help to me...she's getting ready for volleyball tryouts.  Ugh.  I hate waiting and waiting to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1Fkj4G-FvI/AAAAAAAAC2s/gjbibIiVz8g/s1600-h/P1120171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427229593477977842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1Fkj4G-FvI/AAAAAAAAC2s/gjbibIiVz8g/s400/P1120171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is as close as we're getting to my self-portrait today.  I dressed out and had a great time with the girls in P.E. class with the girls.  My shins were burning from the run though.  Ugh.  Must.get.back.in.shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1Fkjs7VkKI/AAAAAAAAC2k/Ka-9HtPPyys/s1600-h/P1120172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427229590476394658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1Fkjs7VkKI/AAAAAAAAC2k/Ka-9HtPPyys/s400/P1120172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture when I pulled into my driveway.  The sky really has been beautiful lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1Fki8BnodI/AAAAAAAAC2c/FGtCKjtLzXw/s1600-h/P1120175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427229577349407186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1Fki8BnodI/AAAAAAAAC2c/FGtCKjtLzXw/s400/P1120175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the two "buddies" in the house.  Hannah bought them these little mini Dreyers ice-creams.  They were in heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...I think I started to fade after the ice-cream was passed around.  I was grading papers until I couldn't see straight.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How was your day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-7086195704822006107?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/7086195704822006107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=7086195704822006107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/7086195704822006107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/7086195704822006107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-12-of-12the-first-for-2010.html' title='January 12 of 12...the first for 2010!'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S1Flpuqkl_I/AAAAAAAAC38/a5HS1r4NXJQ/s72-c/P1120153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-2627274744159870274</id><published>2010-01-04T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T05:30:01.291-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><title type='text'>My Daybook...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422780772252004018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S0GWYZjmLrI/AAAAAAAAC18/oU-4pAJnidU/s400/simple-woman-daybook-large%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Meme can be found here at &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/2009/12/simple-womans-daybooknew-years-edition.html"&gt;Peggy's site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY, January 4, 2010...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt; there's a definite chill in the air - but no worries compared to some of my friends out there dealing with tons of snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt; that I am looking forward to getting back to a regular routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/strong&gt; all of the time I had off to spend with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/strong&gt; my black track pants, black t-shirt and cozy socks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am remembering...&lt;/strong&gt; how much I love blogging on a regular basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt; to be making some new Etsy items this week. Looking forward to relaxing and making some fun projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am currently reading...&lt;/strong&gt; the most recent copy of &lt;a href="http://www.stampington.com/html/artful_blogging.html"&gt;Artful Blogging &lt;/a&gt;and loving every bit of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt; that I can really stay motivated as I hop back on the Paleo wagon...hoping to make it more of a way of life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my mind...&lt;/strong&gt; is the new year and all of the possibilities it holds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noticing that...&lt;/strong&gt; the more I meditate on Him, the more real He becomes to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pondering these words...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The more I seek You, The more I find You, The more I find You, the more I love You... I wanna sit at Your feet Drink from the cup in Your hand. Lay back against You and breathe, feel Your heart beat This love is so deep, it's more than I can stand. I melt in Your peace, it's overwhelming..." song by Kari Jobe&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;strong&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;/strong&gt; grilled, thin cut, pork cutlets with a side of grape tomatoes, mozzarella and balsamic vinegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&lt;/strong&gt; lots of tidying up to do from the 2 week break at home..&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;strong&gt;One of my favorite things~&lt;/strong&gt; my new phone Droid Eris...even though I still haven't figured it all out. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From my picture journal...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's my new toy! I love this phone and am excited to have everything right at my fingertips!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S0GWYz7VMmI/AAAAAAAAC2E/HVXEqIVSOxY/s1600-h/PC290009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422780779330876002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S0GWYz7VMmI/AAAAAAAAC2E/HVXEqIVSOxY/s400/PC290009.JPG" /&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/3193088523961203441-2627274744159870274?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/2627274744159870274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=2627274744159870274' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2627274744159870274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2627274744159870274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-daybook.html' title='My Daybook...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/S0GWYZjmLrI/AAAAAAAAC18/oU-4pAJnidU/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-large%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-718315284523638719</id><published>2010-01-02T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T11:22:23.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRUE'/><title type='text'>One little word...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz-cV4wH5EI/AAAAAAAAC10/Fgci0X3sf2o/s1600-h/img-thing%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422224376202781762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz-cV4wH5EI/AAAAAAAAC10/Fgci0X3sf2o/s400/img-thing%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from &lt;a href="http://aliedwards.typepad.com/_a_/"&gt;Ali Edward's blog &lt;/a&gt;last year and I wanted to do it again this year. It really helped me to have a word that I could think about all year rather than making a list of resolutions that would probably be broken before the end of January. &lt;a href="http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-word.html"&gt;Here is my word &lt;/a&gt;and post from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you identify a single word that sums up what you want for yourself in 2010?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be something tangible or intangible. It could be a thought or a feeling or an emotion. It can be singular or plural. The key is to find something that has personal meaning for you. This is not your mother's word or your spouse's word or your child's word - this is YOUR word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One little word can have big meaning in your life if you allow yourself to be open to the possibilities. And here's one thing that is totally interesting: sometimes a word will pop into your brain and it will not make any sense to you right now. Give it some time. Let it percolate a bit. I have often found that our hearts speak to us in very unique ways. Maybe this is a word you need to hear but just aren't ready for it yet. Again, be open to the possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year my word is: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRUE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always like to look up the actual definition of words and when I looked up the word TRUE, I knew that it was the exact word I needed. Here is a &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/TRUE"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to the definition, but here's what I want to focus on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRUE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1 a : steadfast, loyal b : honest, just c archaic : truthful&lt;br /&gt;2 a (1) : being in accordance with the actual state of affairs &lt;true&gt;(2) : conformable to an essential reality (3) : fully realized or fulfilled &lt;dreams&gt;b : ideal, essential c : being that which is the case rather than what is manifest or assumed &lt;the&gt;d : consistent &lt;true&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 a : properly so called &lt;true&gt;&lt;the&gt;&lt;the&gt;b (1) : possessing the basic characters of and belonging to the same natural group as &lt;a&gt;(2) : typical &lt;the&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 : legitimate, rightful &lt;our&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 a : that is fitted or formed or that functions accurately b : conformable to a standard or pattern : accurate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I have a desire to be &lt;strong&gt;TRUE&lt;/strong&gt;. I've always believed in "keepin' it real" and if you are a regular reader, you know that this is a motto that I often state. However, I have to be honest and say that it is easier for me to say, than to always do. You see, there are some areas in my life where it's been easy, natural for me to keep it real...to be TRUE. But there are some areas that are holding me back. I can not de-clutter, simplify, improve, focus...any of those things unless I can be TRUE to myself and what I believe.&lt;br /&gt;It is my goal to be TRUE in my emotional, physical, spiritual and mental state of being.&lt;br /&gt;No more masks. No more trying to be "perfect". I want to see things as they are and then either accept them or improve them, but all the while embracing them - being TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to expound on this...but I just wanted to introduce you all to my word for 2010. I am looking forward to really knowing myself and what God has for me and my loved ones this year.  Be TRUE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-718315284523638719?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/718315284523638719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=718315284523638719' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/718315284523638719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/718315284523638719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-little-word.html' title='One little word...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz-cV4wH5EI/AAAAAAAAC10/Fgci0X3sf2o/s72-c/img-thing%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-6847752347032137870</id><published>2009-12-30T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T10:40:38.202-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IHOP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Monica Pier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Super-Awesome Family Day...Part 1</title><content type='html'>So, it felt like forever since Marco got to take some time off of work. My grandmother was going to be spending a week with us, so Marco decided to take some days off from his job. Since some of the time was falling on Christmas day, he didn't have to count that day and was able to get an extra day off. We had a wonderful time while grandma was here. We took her to see the lights at Mission Inn in Riverside, the movies, out to eat...we had a really great time just being together. Marco had that extra day off after she left, so we decided it would be a family day. We didn't have a lot of money to spend, but we knew that wouldn't matter. The kids would be glad to have dad to themselves for a day. So, off we went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz73VmAJzCI/AAAAAAAAC0M/59RxnaEtY7M/s1600-h/PC290002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422042951751158818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz73VmAJzCI/AAAAAAAAC0M/59RxnaEtY7M/s400/PC290002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop - IHOP. Wow, it had been a while since we last went. Everything on the menu was calling our name. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz73VFlsL6I/AAAAAAAAC0E/vL8Iq74u7bA/s1600-h/PC290003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422042943050231714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz73VFlsL6I/AAAAAAAAC0E/vL8Iq74u7bA/s400/PC290003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the face I got when I asked her how happy she was that daddy had the day off with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz73UzeLF5I/AAAAAAAACz8/BKBdFXrun1I/s1600-h/PC290007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422042938186864530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz73UzeLF5I/AAAAAAAACz8/BKBdFXrun1I/s400/PC290007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly, enjoying a cup of joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz73URDq-CI/AAAAAAAACz0/gE-WVMOKBvA/s1600-h/PC290013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422042928948901922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz73URDq-CI/AAAAAAAACz0/gE-WVMOKBvA/s400/PC290013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? We like taking pictures...of food...and people...and well, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz73T_a_fgI/AAAAAAAACzs/OwR8Jum3be4/s1600-h/PC290014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422042924214877698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz73T_a_fgI/AAAAAAAACzs/OwR8Jum3be4/s400/PC290014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two are great buddies. Makes me so happy. Breakfast is done...let's hit the freeway and head out to Santa Monica. Should take us about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz72joCBUZI/AAAAAAAACzk/ObqZDLQrQT0/s1600-h/PC290018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422042093302403474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz72joCBUZI/AAAAAAAACzk/ObqZDLQrQT0/s400/PC290018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised the kids with some Pop Rocks on the way for diversion. Remember these? They're still just as much fun as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz72jBVxkvI/AAAAAAAACzc/yi0KRCT8ELE/s1600-h/PC290019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422042082916274930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz72jBVxkvI/AAAAAAAACzc/yi0KRCT8ELE/s400/PC290019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove past the Santa Monica Pier toward Malibu because we saw that the beach was open and empty except for one real well-known section that was filled with surfers. We wanted to find a place to pull over and let the kids go down to explore. It was the perfect day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz72iiyA2oI/AAAAAAAACzU/Rtr0IA3--1g/s1600-h/PC290037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422042074713217666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz72iiyA2oI/AAAAAAAACzU/Rtr0IA3--1g/s400/PC290037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are...the kids would stay dry for another 24 seconds after this picture was taken. Oh, well. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz72iQEYRqI/AAAAAAAACzM/Cn_nZuaN_cI/s1600-h/PC290043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422042069689976482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz72iQEYRqI/AAAAAAAACzM/Cn_nZuaN_cI/s400/PC290043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every direction you looked had a beautiful view. Isn't God amazing? Wow. To know that the winds and waves even obey Him. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz72h0jLVXI/AAAAAAAACzE/ZVPlThJgtTw/s1600-h/PC290047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422042062302958962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz72h0jLVXI/AAAAAAAACzE/ZVPlThJgtTw/s400/PC290047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Little Marco was beside himself with excitement. His feet were soaked. He was so happy though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-6847752347032137870?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/6847752347032137870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=6847752347032137870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6847752347032137870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6847752347032137870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/01/super-awesome-family-daypart-1.html' title='Super-Awesome Family Day...Part 1'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz73VmAJzCI/AAAAAAAAC0M/59RxnaEtY7M/s72-c/PC290002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-5794649333844585959</id><published>2009-12-30T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:50:25.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Monica Pier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Grove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Super-Awesome Family Day - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7waZuxt5I/AAAAAAAACy8/f5DN1eIKg9Y/s1600-h/PC290050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422035337775003538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7waZuxt5I/AAAAAAAACy8/f5DN1eIKg9Y/s400/PC290050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up to see Hannah showing Taryn how to make a heart with her fingers and then Hannah took a picture of it and the sun was shining through the heart perfectly!! I am going to ask if I can post it here, but the reason I like this picture is because I love catching moments when my children are interacting beautifully with each other. Makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7wZ6lnxZI/AAAAAAAACy0/ex9jEBWBvps/s1600-h/PC290054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422035329415103890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7wZ6lnxZI/AAAAAAAACy0/ex9jEBWBvps/s400/PC290054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just liked how this muscle shell contrasts with the sand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7wZXznLtI/AAAAAAAACys/IjPC_yY9fHQ/s1600-h/PC290056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422035320078544594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7wZXznLtI/AAAAAAAACys/IjPC_yY9fHQ/s400/PC290056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands down, the best daddy and husband in the world. Hands down. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7wY74ErJI/AAAAAAAACyk/iy9RF60ptyw/s1600-h/PC290058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422035312581061778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7wY74ErJI/AAAAAAAACyk/iy9RF60ptyw/s400/PC290058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool bamboo growing by the road. We got back in the car and headed for Santa Monica Pier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7wYeI5dII/AAAAAAAACyc/0-OX_yBbQ90/s1600-h/PC290066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422035304598566018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7wYeI5dII/AAAAAAAACyc/0-OX_yBbQ90/s400/PC290066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This. This is my life. You are looking at it...right there. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7vh90YFTI/AAAAAAAACyU/hQoecop2RoE/s1600-h/PC290070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422034368209622322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7vh90YFTI/AAAAAAAACyU/hQoecop2RoE/s400/PC290070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Morales Girls all in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7vhXCjxXI/AAAAAAAACyM/M4NZhQ07Y-Y/s1600-h/PC290072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422034357800125810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7vhXCjxXI/AAAAAAAACyM/M4NZhQ07Y-Y/s400/PC290072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the pier. We just sat and talked and looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7vg6H7mwI/AAAAAAAACyE/0UBPyti1EtE/s1600-h/PC290076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422034350038031106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7vg6H7mwI/AAAAAAAACyE/0UBPyti1EtE/s400/PC290076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and he screamed. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7vghXFdXI/AAAAAAAACx8/EIQRcwHcWik/s1600-h/PC290080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422034343390705010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7vghXFdXI/AAAAAAAACx8/EIQRcwHcWik/s400/PC290080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have an ice-cream for lunch. =] Then we headed out to the famous &lt;a href="http://www.pinkshollywood.com/pgz/photos.htm"&gt;Pink's Hot Dogs &lt;/a&gt;near Hollywood for dinner... What? You've never heard of them? Oh, no. You are missing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7vf4aj7VI/AAAAAAAACx0/z2yMI7xvO6c/s1600-h/PC290087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422034332399430994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7vf4aj7VI/AAAAAAAACx0/z2yMI7xvO6c/s400/PC290087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really cool facades on the buildings...Oh...I think I see it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7u2mTwU7I/AAAAAAAACxs/FJQsgKpVgYs/s1600-h/PC290092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422033623164408754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7u2mTwU7I/AAAAAAAACxs/FJQsgKpVgYs/s400/PC290092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 1939...That's a long time. Look at the line....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7u2cfB0sI/AAAAAAAACxk/_dx8YVa2dh8/s1600-h/PC290095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422033620527338178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7u2cfB0sI/AAAAAAAACxk/_dx8YVa2dh8/s400/PC290095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wrapped around the front of Pink's, around the antique shop next door and then wrapped around the back of the buildings. It took Marco about an hour or so to get to where he is there in the line. Maybe an hour and a half or more total wait time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7u1oM5DzI/AAAAAAAACxc/v67VZI-ZkQQ/s1600-h/PC290096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422033606492622642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7u1oM5DzI/AAAAAAAACxc/v67VZI-ZkQQ/s400/PC290096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have every possible variation you can imagine, named after all different stars - even Martha Stewart, with chili, cheese, veggies, onion rings, whatever... They don't write it down and you better be ready when you get to the front. Know what you want and say it quick - oh, and it's cash only. That's good to know if you're going to wait all that time. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7u1aEcsqI/AAAAAAAACxU/Vec9_9z6aek/s1600-h/PC290097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422033602699113122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7u1aEcsqI/AAAAAAAACxU/Vec9_9z6aek/s400/PC290097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here is why they are SO good. Specially made hot dogs by Hoffy. 10 inches and there's this kind of "snap" that they have when you bite into them...mmmmm...and flavored just right. Yeah. Really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7u00JR3hI/AAAAAAAACxM/nNXFkLi8MbE/s1600-h/PC290098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422033592518827538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7u00JR3hI/AAAAAAAACxM/nNXFkLi8MbE/s400/PC290098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worth the wait. Headed to the Grove next...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-5794649333844585959?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/5794649333844585959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=5794649333844585959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5794649333844585959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5794649333844585959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/01/super-awesome-family-day-part-2.html' title='Super-Awesome Family Day - Part 2'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7waZuxt5I/AAAAAAAACy8/f5DN1eIKg9Y/s72-c/PC290050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-2053545091344495249</id><published>2009-12-30T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:49:55.829-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farmer&apos;s market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles'/><title type='text'>Super-Awesome Family Day... Part 3</title><content type='html'>So after our bellies were full, yet again, we went to the Grove in Los Angeles. It's a great shopping center and also the location of the famous &lt;a href="http://www.farmersmarketla.com/"&gt;Los Angeles Farmer's Market&lt;/a&gt;. We just wanted to see the giant Christmas tree and musical fountains and the Farmer's Market, but we also knew that the kids would love looking at the different stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7p9uuFiuI/AAAAAAAACxE/6bukeHq8GyI/s1600-h/PC290100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422028248123280098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7p9uuFiuI/AAAAAAAACxE/6bukeHq8GyI/s400/PC290100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dancing fountains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7p9MjAeNI/AAAAAAAACw8/ebi5CmPIcsc/s1600-h/PC290112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422028238950004946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7p9MjAeNI/AAAAAAAACw8/ebi5CmPIcsc/s400/PC290112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tree is over 100 feet tall. It is spectacular to see in person. &lt;a href="http://thegrovela.com/cadillac2.html"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; more fun facts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7pQABXYYI/AAAAAAAACw0/v184oAP0IF4/s1600-h/PC290115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422027462493561218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7pQABXYYI/AAAAAAAACw0/v184oAP0IF4/s400/PC290115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the LARGEST Barnes &amp;amp; Noble I've ever been to. It's got 3 stories. I practically hyperventilate every time I enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7pPT-fA5I/AAAAAAAACws/-VBtsrz4mSc/s1600-h/PC290116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422027450670318482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7pPT-fA5I/AAAAAAAACws/-VBtsrz4mSc/s400/PC290116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just the entry way!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here is the store that the girls really like to visit. I have to admit that I really like it too. I love the historical display that they have on the second floor. It was so funny, because Little Marco did not say one word the whole time we were in there. He just sat in the stroller with this dumb founded look on his face. So adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7pPPq2_AI/AAAAAAAACwk/RC1t-2ImfWk/s1600-h/PC290119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422027449514261506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7pPPq2_AI/AAAAAAAACwk/RC1t-2ImfWk/s400/PC290119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in front of the Felicity doll display...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7pOvrb3zI/AAAAAAAACwc/LRBgW5c8uao/s1600-h/PC290121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422027440926744370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7pOvrb3zI/AAAAAAAACwc/LRBgW5c8uao/s400/PC290121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a little Christmas money burning a hole in their pocket so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7pOJNeF2I/AAAAAAAACwU/39GdirB0TEk/s1600-h/PC290122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422027430600513378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7pOJNeF2I/AAAAAAAACwU/39GdirB0TEk/s400/PC290122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is at the entry of the Farmer's Market. There is so much to see (and eat) here. Of course, we were stuffed and didn't buy one thing, but next time, we'll save our appetites for this place. They have all kinds of ethnic foods that are cooked fresh, or fish/seafood that you can buy and have made, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7ojmV29ZI/AAAAAAAACwM/hcHr2Jo1Ht4/s1600-h/PC290124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422026699685950866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7ojmV29ZI/AAAAAAAACwM/hcHr2Jo1Ht4/s400/PC290124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorites...the nut display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7ojKPxIhI/AAAAAAAACwE/s8XQXIzAQRU/s1600-h/PC290125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422026692144210450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7ojKPxIhI/AAAAAAAACwE/s8XQXIzAQRU/s400/PC290125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about all of the different flavored popcorn? mmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7oirm9xCI/AAAAAAAACv8/fk9_cLsCugg/s1600-h/PC290126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422026683920008226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7oirm9xCI/AAAAAAAACv8/fk9_cLsCugg/s400/PC290126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pretty good looking produce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7oiApBDAI/AAAAAAAACv0/RxTdUED0ZW0/s1600-h/PC290127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422026672385887234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7oiApBDAI/AAAAAAAACv0/RxTdUED0ZW0/s400/PC290127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and well, just look at Marco's face...Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7ohnkoSRI/AAAAAAAACvs/xWDNwXu6PmI/s1600-h/PC290131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422026665656600850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7ohnkoSRI/AAAAAAAACvs/xWDNwXu6PmI/s400/PC290131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed home after we walked through the market and eyeballed everything. We were tired and ready for bed. It was just a perfect day - the most perfect thing being that we were together. Thank you God - we are blessed beyond measure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-2053545091344495249?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/2053545091344495249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=2053545091344495249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2053545091344495249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2053545091344495249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/01/super-awesome-family-day-part-3.html' title='Super-Awesome Family Day... Part 3'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7p9uuFiuI/AAAAAAAACxE/6bukeHq8GyI/s72-c/PC290100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1517156768589387344</id><published>2009-12-29T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:49:18.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>December Snapshots...</title><content type='html'>December is always a busy month, but this December seemed to just really fly...as a matter of fact...I don't even know what happened to 2009. Well, I haven't been as faithful to my on-line journaling as I like, but I hope to stay on top of that a little better this year. I think that with my full-time (away from home) work, family and church responsibilities - and facebook - I've let my blog fall by the way side. The sad part is that it bothers me. I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't want to leave any of you (that are still stopping by) hanging. Here is my December in a nutshell. Reverse order...okay? =]&lt;br /&gt;Here we are with my grandmother. She is 85 this year. I am so blessed to be able to have had her here for a visit. The children love getting to know their great-grandmother better and it warms my heart to watch them interact with her. She is such a special lady. Marco loves having her here as well since he never really knew any of his grandparents. We had a great week together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7hAcburOI/AAAAAAAACvk/AphdxnXTUnQ/s1600-h/PC270388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018399149403362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7hAcburOI/AAAAAAAACvk/AphdxnXTUnQ/s400/PC270388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the kids on Christmas morning. They were dying to get to their gifts, but they know the routine. Put up with a little picture taking, wait for mom to get her coffee, listen as dad reads the Christmas story from the book of Luke, pray as a family...and THEN they can start the mayhem. It was especially neat watching Little Marco this year. He was so excited and his little cheeks stayed red the whole time. It was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7g_38rzmI/AAAAAAAACvc/DM7BIl8CNlM/s1600-h/PC250317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018389355515490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7g_38rzmI/AAAAAAAACvc/DM7BIl8CNlM/s400/PC250317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deacons and church members did a great birthday party for Marco. They really do love him and I am so glad, because he loves them so much. I will be so glad when he is able to work full-time with just the church work. Obviously, you can see that there was a USC theme. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7g_ZdJvyI/AAAAAAAACvU/ocj-mn7MvlY/s1600-h/PC160097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018381170196258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7g_ZdJvyI/AAAAAAAACvU/ocj-mn7MvlY/s400/PC160097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi sang in her first School Christmas program. They sang Rudolph. It was adorable. She did a great job, even though she was looking for us the whole time she was singing. Sweet girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7g-8G8v8I/AAAAAAAACvM/khT5ZjLRQ8M/s1600-h/PC090714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018373292441538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7g-8G8v8I/AAAAAAAACvM/khT5ZjLRQ8M/s400/PC090714.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Hannah doing a geography presentation on South Korea. She had to dress up in traditional costume, give an oral report, have a presentation board, and share some foods/snacks that represented her country. She did a great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7g-F_PatI/AAAAAAAACvE/Iu4HCLBZ7vM/s1600-h/PC150047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422018358764595922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7g-F_PatI/AAAAAAAACvE/Iu4HCLBZ7vM/s400/PC150047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we finished up the month and the year with some other special activities, but I wanted to put them in a separate post... thanks for still coming by...I'll try to meet you here more often! ;]&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/3193088523961203441-1517156768589387344?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1517156768589387344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1517156768589387344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1517156768589387344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1517156768589387344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2010/01/december-snapshots.html' title='December Snapshots...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sz7hAcburOI/AAAAAAAACvk/AphdxnXTUnQ/s72-c/PC270388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-3804680875027208144</id><published>2009-11-11T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:43:40.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taryn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Today, I am thankful for...my Taryn!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SwEPS_1AjLI/AAAAAAAACuw/8gaoz5Ga1hY/s1600/PB060218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404617846867135666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SwEPS_1AjLI/AAAAAAAACuw/8gaoz5Ga1hY/s400/PB060218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taryn running with her friend Alee during the Jog/Wheel A Thon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SwEPSnxsI7I/AAAAAAAACuo/rYyFiDTsHTc/s1600/PB110257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404617840410764210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SwEPSnxsI7I/AAAAAAAACuo/rYyFiDTsHTc/s400/PB110257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alma and Lorany made this cupcake cake for her tonight.  She was so surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Taryn is 10 years old today. Yes, that's right! The big double digits! She's been telling everybody that her birthday's coming for a week. I had her take ice-cream sandwiches to share with her class at lunch and then our church had a little get together for her after the service. She even got some gifts from a few of the members. I will be having a sleep-over party for her this Friday. It is her first official sleep-over and she is busting at the seams with excitement.&lt;br /&gt;My Taryn is very special - so different from her other sisters. She has a sweet, tender heart. She has suffered with severe allergies and asthma since she was very young. She has also experienced some really bad eczema because of her allergies. I always feel so bad for her and worry for her, but she just keeps on going. She is very active and loves to run and play sports. She just takes her inhaler - and sometimes her nebulizer - with her, but she never lets her condition hold her back. I love that about her.&lt;br /&gt;She loves music, fashion and crafts. She is my little bear and I am so thankful for her today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-3804680875027208144?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/3804680875027208144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=3804680875027208144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3804680875027208144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3804680875027208144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-formy-taryn.html' title='Today, I am thankful for...my Taryn!!'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SwEPS_1AjLI/AAAAAAAACuw/8gaoz5Ga1hY/s72-c/PB060218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-5106748940412344808</id><published>2009-11-10T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:26:35.152-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burt&apos;s Bees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Today, I am thankful for...my Burt's Bees!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SwEMiQy_3xI/AAAAAAAACug/VScz-Fr1biQ/s1600/burts-bees-chapstick1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404614810585259794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SwEMiQy_3xI/AAAAAAAACug/VScz-Fr1biQ/s400/burts-bees-chapstick1%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup. Just a little thing, but it helps in such a big way. I've seen so many people with extremely chapped lips recently...especially the younger kids at my school. It makes me laugh just picturing their poor faces with the giant chapped circle around their lips! Bless their hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I am one of those girls that always has to have her lipstick on, but the Burt's Bees goes on first and then a few times throughout the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you tried it? I love all of their products! I can't live without it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-5106748940412344808?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/5106748940412344808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=5106748940412344808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5106748940412344808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5106748940412344808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-formy-burts-bees.html' title='Today, I am thankful for...my Burt&apos;s Bees!!'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SwEMiQy_3xI/AAAAAAAACug/VScz-Fr1biQ/s72-c/burts-bees-chapstick1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-9140574433873164325</id><published>2009-11-09T23:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:42:30.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Today, I am thankful for...our daily bread...</title><content type='html'>...which for me, lately, it's been meat, cheese, vegetable...anything but bread! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say that it doesn't matter how down we are in the finance department, our family never suffers when it comes to food! lol The truth is that I cook almost everything from scratch and always cook what's on sale or special at the markets. I think our grocery bill is very low for a family of 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love to cook and so do my girls. Tonight, I made some shrimp. Don't know what it's called but I added bell pepper, tomatoe and onion. Served it with white sticky rice because the kids really wanted to have some of the Laver or seaweed my mom sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it is...everyone loved it! I am thankful that we always have plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvkZJhlNo7I/AAAAAAAACuY/DyXL1wr2lhI/s1600-h/PB090242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402376879431590834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvkZJhlNo7I/AAAAAAAACuY/DyXL1wr2lhI/s400/PB090242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-9140574433873164325?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/9140574433873164325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=9140574433873164325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/9140574433873164325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/9140574433873164325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-forour-daily-bread.html' title='Today, I am thankful for...our daily bread...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvkZJhlNo7I/AAAAAAAACuY/DyXL1wr2lhI/s72-c/PB090242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-3998713080550873231</id><published>2009-11-08T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:34:24.245-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Today, I am thankful for...Sundays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvkVZDieFSI/AAAAAAAACuQ/wihCKWc3V5c/s1600-h/PA110263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402372748198417698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvkVZDieFSI/AAAAAAAACuQ/wihCKWc3V5c/s400/PA110263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our Sunday services recently...wonderful people here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Sundays!  Did I ever tell you that?  Well, I do.  For most people it's a day of relaxing or maybe running errands and spending time at home with the family. &lt;br /&gt;It's all of those things for me too - and more! &lt;br /&gt;On Sundays, I get to go to church and see some of my most favorite people in the world!  I get to worship in song and praise to my Heavenly Father, I get to teach young people and ladies and share the gospel with them, I get to see my children learn and grow in the Lord and I get to hear my favorite preacher preach.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we go out to eat after our morning service and then we go home and the kids usually play or watch a video or whatever.  I like to take a nap!  There's just something about a Sunday afternoon nap - know what I mean? &lt;br /&gt; Then I get up and start preparing for my ladies' meeting and evening service.  It's a long day - but I need it and I'm thankful for it! &lt;br /&gt;Without Sunday, my week would not ever get off to a good start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvkVY_uOcwI/AAAAAAAACuI/fsk8PPFBYkM/s1600-h/PA110247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402372747173982978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvkVY_uOcwI/AAAAAAAACuI/fsk8PPFBYkM/s400/PA110247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Marco...my favorite preacher ever! ;] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvkVYWrLQKI/AAAAAAAACuA/Y5tcU1RDD1I/s1600-h/PA110235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402372736155336866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvkVYWrLQKI/AAAAAAAACuA/Y5tcU1RDD1I/s400/PA110235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarai and Hannah singing with the Youth Worship Team...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;makes my heart happy!!&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/3193088523961203441-3998713080550873231?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/3998713080550873231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=3998713080550873231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3998713080550873231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3998713080550873231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-forsundays.html' title='Today, I am thankful for...Sundays...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvkVZDieFSI/AAAAAAAACuQ/wihCKWc3V5c/s72-c/PA110263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-4842692791704802860</id><published>2009-11-07T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T23:29:53.004-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Today, I am thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvfEENxUIfI/AAAAAAAACtw/GdgI98F9Ruo/s1600-h/PB070241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402001854749221362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvfEENxUIfI/AAAAAAAACtw/GdgI98F9Ruo/s400/PB070241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Michelle, Lena, Me, and Crystal at Santee Alleys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was a fun, but exhausting day. We got up early and picked up some friends and headed out for a day of shopping in Los Angeles. There is a place out there that is very well known called "the Alleys". There are tons of wholesale sellers out there that sell everything from children's toys to high end perfume to knock-off name brand items to the real thing to packs of toy water guns! You name it - you'll find it there.&lt;br /&gt;My hubby who has an extremely busy schedule, put everything aside so that he could take me and my friends to L.A. That way, we wouldn't have to stress about directions, where to park, etc.&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast. The girls were buying great shoes for like $4 a pair, scarves, purses, socks...it was great. I can't give away too much of the info because we all did a little bit of Christmas shopping too!&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed so much being with my friends, but I especially enjoyed knowing that I have a very unselfish husband who is patient on top of being kind. Today, I am thankful for this great day! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvfED0w8XwI/AAAAAAAACto/o7a8d01mQwY/s1600-h/13968_1258631354395_1487972038_30735648_6738828_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402001848036777730" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvfED0w8XwI/AAAAAAAACto/o7a8d01mQwY/s400/13968_1258631354395_1487972038_30735648_6738828_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Marco and I checking out the packs of t-shirts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvfEEjVK8iI/AAAAAAAACt4/xGeySt0qtoY/s1600-h/13968_1258632234417_1487972038_30735652_7796486_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402001860536758818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvfEEjVK8iI/AAAAAAAACt4/xGeySt0qtoY/s400/13968_1258632234417_1487972038_30735652_7796486_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Little "Converse" style key chains I bought for Taryn's birthday party. One dozen keychains for $6!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-4842692791704802860?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/4842692791704802860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=4842692791704802860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4842692791704802860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4842692791704802860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-for.html' title='Today, I am thankful for...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvfEENxUIfI/AAAAAAAACtw/GdgI98F9Ruo/s72-c/PB070241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-831643471058803783</id><published>2009-11-06T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T23:14:23.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Today, I am thankful for...down time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvfBEMJWViI/AAAAAAAACtg/L7LWHoCLpSs/s1600-h/P9120667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401998555778274850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvfBEMJWViI/AAAAAAAACtg/L7LWHoCLpSs/s400/P9120667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here's Hannah with little Marco.  He loves his sissy so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school held it's annual Wheel/Jog-a-thon today and all of my kids participated in it. Well, little Marco didn't actually do laps, but he was all over the place during the event and I was chasing after him, so that counts - right? =]&lt;br /&gt;We were all so tired when we got home. We had a crazy-busy week (as usual) and I knew we'd be busy tomorrow because we had plans to go to Los Angeles with some friends and then to a birthday party afterward for one of our members.&lt;br /&gt;Marco was already home when we got there and he mentioned that he might be headed out to a football game. After we talked about it - he realised that it was too late to head out that far.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up eating dinner at home (left-overs) and then basically just "hung out". It was so awesome. I really did not do much of anything and for those of you that really know me - that was not easy! I just enjoyed laughing and talking with the kids and my hubby of course.&lt;br /&gt;We don't get much down-time, but we know we need it. Today, I am thankful for much needed time just doing nothing. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-831643471058803783?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/831643471058803783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=831643471058803783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/831643471058803783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/831643471058803783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-fordown-time.html' title='Today, I am thankful for...down time...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvfBEMJWViI/AAAAAAAACtg/L7LWHoCLpSs/s72-c/P9120667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-8659275770060893231</id><published>2009-11-05T21:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:28:05.828-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Today, I am thankful for...family meetings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvOz2RK9wDI/AAAAAAAACtQ/EQbpdoGBd90/s1600-h/ResetButton.preview%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400858123051057202" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvOz2RK9wDI/AAAAAAAACtQ/EQbpdoGBd90/s400/ResetButton.preview%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get to that point in your family where you just need to "regroup"? We get so busy and caught up in our daily routine and things just start falling by the wayside.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's even worse when you've got a few kids. My four range from 14 to 2 years old and it gets crazy here sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;I can always tell when things are going to start falling apart with the kids. The house will look like there's been a burglary, the car will look like we've been living out of it and we end up eating fast food for dinner more than once in the week.&lt;br /&gt;It had come to that point. The kids were just doing whatever they wanted, the little ones were crying over every little thing...you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;So, my very wise husband decided that enough was enough. We needed to get it together and it had to start with us. We had dinner and then had a good talk with the kids. They probably weren't crazy about having to sit there to listen to us, but it was good. I am glad that we can talk with each other and share what we are feeling and ask for our kids to be open with us as well. I love my family and never want to make anything more important than them!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just have to hit the re-set button, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-8659275770060893231?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/8659275770060893231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=8659275770060893231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8659275770060893231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8659275770060893231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-forfamily-meetings.html' title='Today, I am thankful for...family meetings.'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvOz2RK9wDI/AAAAAAAACtQ/EQbpdoGBd90/s72-c/ResetButton.preview%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-2030701963853668173</id><published>2009-11-04T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:12:30.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Today, I am thankful for...automatic washers and dryers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvOv33fnMEI/AAAAAAAACtI/SwJuuORski8/s1600-h/washboard%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400853752471564354" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvOv33fnMEI/AAAAAAAACtI/SwJuuORski8/s400/washboard%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it seems pretty basic...but just think how much more we would appreciate them if something happened to the ones we now use.&lt;br /&gt;I am up late even though I am exhausted. I came home from church and realised that Naomi needed a clean shirt for school (uniform) and Marco needed a few things washed too.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the wash is always going with a family of six! We go through detergent so fast. I really don't mind doing laundry and folding. It's the putting away that I hate. We really don't have adequate dresser space so it makes for a pretty tedious job. Nevertheless, I am grateful that all I have to do is pop some clothes into the machine, add the appropriate detergent/softeners, close the lid and push a button.&lt;br /&gt;I remember watching a young boy wash his jeans by hand in Mexico when we were there for a mission trip. He had a big 'ole bar of soap and he stood over a large outdoor sink with his jeans and a washboard. It did not look fun at all!&lt;br /&gt;I also remember, as a young girl in Korea, going down to the river with my aunts to do laundry. Of course, my cousins and I played on the river bed the whole time - but I can still remember how hard they had to work!&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that I have such a nice set of washer and dryer and I am so glad that I have access to this modern day convenience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-2030701963853668173?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/2030701963853668173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=2030701963853668173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2030701963853668173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2030701963853668173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-forautomatic.html' title='Today, I am thankful for...automatic washers and dryers.'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvOv33fnMEI/AAAAAAAACtI/SwJuuORski8/s72-c/washboard%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-5690368694280876339</id><published>2009-11-03T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T14:03:07.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Today, I am thankful for...friends that edify.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvH5DwWj5CI/AAAAAAAACtA/PC9Ol_lnbkk/s1600-h/holly_sisters%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400371271108387874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvH5DwWj5CI/AAAAAAAACtA/PC9Ol_lnbkk/s400/holly_sisters%5B1%5D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romans 14:19 says, "Let us therefore follow after the things which make for peace, and things wherewith one may edify another."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Merriam-Webster's dictionary defines the word EDIFY like this:&lt;br /&gt;to instruct and improve especially in moral and religious knowledge : &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/uplift"&gt;uplift&lt;/a&gt;; also : &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/enlighten"&gt;enlighten&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/inform"&gt;inform&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today - I am so thankful for friends that instruct, improve, uplift, enlighten and inform!! I had received some "not so great" news yesterday and was really down. I had started to question what in the world God had for my family and me. I shared a little with some far away friends on facebook and when I woke up - there was so much encouragement in my inbox!&lt;br /&gt;She instructed me to Rest in Him. I thought of &lt;strong&gt;Matthew 11:28 where it says, "Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another friend uplift me with her kind and generous words and prayers and she encouraged me with ideas of how she is helping others that are in need.&lt;br /&gt;After I read these messages, I was encouraged! I felt a burden lifted off my shoulders. I even changed my status to Resting in Him!&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after that, the circumstances that I was so worried about changed completely for the better. I felt guilty for my lack of faith. I had not lost faith in God of course, but I did falter. I should have known after all this time that He will never leave me or forsake me!&lt;br /&gt;Later, I got to work and shared with a close friend how I had worried and fretted and then I told her how everything got reversed after I acknowledged that I was in His hands and that I had to rest in Him.&lt;br /&gt;She also shared a verse with me and that lifted me even higher!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 21:1 says, "The king's heart is in the hand of the LORD, as the rivers of water: he turneth it whithersoever he will."&lt;/strong&gt; God is in control!&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful that God has placed these people in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-5690368694280876339?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/5690368694280876339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=5690368694280876339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5690368694280876339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5690368694280876339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-forfriends-that.html' title='Today, I am thankful for...friends that edify.'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SvH5DwWj5CI/AAAAAAAACtA/PC9Ol_lnbkk/s72-c/holly_sisters%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-6764228591128488331</id><published>2009-11-02T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:05:59.832-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn'/><title type='text'>Today, I am thankful for....Microwave Popcorn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Su-PQ4lSthI/AAAAAAAACs4/VKwZuEZQ9o4/s1600-h/apg_micro_popcorn_070516_mn%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399691998469994002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Su-PQ4lSthI/AAAAAAAACs4/VKwZuEZQ9o4/s400/apg_micro_popcorn_070516_mn%5B2%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously. I needed some comfort food in a jiffy and this was the best "worst" thing I could find. Crunchy, salty, buttery, warm... just in time. Oh, and I'm one of "those people" that like it just a little burnt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-6764228591128488331?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/6764228591128488331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=6764228591128488331' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6764228591128488331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6764228591128488331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-formicrowave.html' title='Today, I am thankful for....Microwave Popcorn!'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Su-PQ4lSthI/AAAAAAAACs4/VKwZuEZQ9o4/s72-c/apg_micro_popcorn_070516_mn%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1802601479532144347</id><published>2009-11-01T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:46:52.021-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Journal'/><title type='text'>Today, I am thankful for my MARCO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Su-Iqng2GbI/AAAAAAAACso/lGqu8czKLk0/s1600-h/PA310133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399684743983143346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Su-Iqng2GbI/AAAAAAAACso/lGqu8czKLk0/s400/PA310133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Su-IqKchnvI/AAAAAAAACsg/4xvbDD4b_4g/s1600-h/PA310134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399684736180395762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Su-IqKchnvI/AAAAAAAACsg/4xvbDD4b_4g/s400/PA310134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this very first day of November, I just want to put it right out there - I am thankful for my wonderfully awesome husband.   He is one of the hardest  working men I know.  He does so much and he never complains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is the pastor of our church.  A church we started 3 years ago.  He also works full-time driving a truck.  I know that there are days and times when he must be so tired - but he keeps going.  He puts us first and he is the best daddy and husband ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The school I work at held a Harvest party yesterday.  I mentioned it to my hubby one time and he immediately started to let me know that he'd get the tables for me and gave me ideas on what we could do.&lt;br /&gt;I am so very thankful that God brought us together 20 years ago!  He is the love of my life and my best friend!&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/3193088523961203441-1802601479532144347?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1802601479532144347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1802601479532144347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1802601479532144347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1802601479532144347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-am-thankful-for-my-marco.html' title='Today, I am thankful for my MARCO...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Su-Iqng2GbI/AAAAAAAACso/lGqu8czKLk0/s72-c/PA310133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1828623023123031398</id><published>2009-10-19T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:36:43.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naomi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist.'/><title type='text'>Naomi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OUUWPfeI/AAAAAAAACsU/7R1Jsx0ncng/s1600-h/PA190034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394483670881893858" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OUUWPfeI/AAAAAAAACsU/7R1Jsx0ncng/s400/PA190034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OHjltzbI/AAAAAAAACsM/M5W8LAgXGVg/s1600-h/PA190036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394483451635027378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OHjltzbI/AAAAAAAACsM/M5W8LAgXGVg/s400/PA190036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OF9iNZyI/AAAAAAAACr0/j3HkZgFWI4A/s1600-h/PA190039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394483424239904546" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OF9iNZyI/AAAAAAAACr0/j3HkZgFWI4A/s400/PA190039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OFKl5NEI/AAAAAAAACrs/fOg4GhnFQ28/s1600-h/PA190040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394483410565149762" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OFKl5NEI/AAAAAAAACrs/fOg4GhnFQ28/s400/PA190040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, as I am typing this, she is "reading" a Dora the Explorer book to herself. Oh, wait. Now, she is doing karate mixed with a little bit of modern dance. haha My girl.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone here in our household is all feverish, hoping and praying it's not the swine flu and she is in her own little world. As sweet and patient with everyone as ever, she is just marching on.&lt;br /&gt;My Naomi is different. She knows what she likes, she knows what she wants and she knows when she wants it. Usually now.&lt;br /&gt;She is the quiet one in the family. Very shy around everybody, but like the video I posted a few days ago, opens up easily at home.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I thought I'd share some of these pictures of my little artist. Someone had colored in her little princess coloring book and did some "scribble scrabble" as she puts it - so she wanted to fix it up. She colors very nice for her age, but it's more that it's so deliberate. I love her. Enjoy these pics of my special girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OHPnsDZI/AAAAAAAACsE/bx_AHh34T3Y/s1600-h/PA190035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394483446274592146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OHPnsDZI/AAAAAAAACsE/bx_AHh34T3Y/s400/PA190035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OGbLcQ3I/AAAAAAAACr8/sIHXfnkO48I/s1600-h/PA190037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394483432197473138" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OGbLcQ3I/AAAAAAAACr8/sIHXfnkO48I/s400/PA190037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1828623023123031398?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1828623023123031398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1828623023123031398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1828623023123031398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1828623023123031398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/10/naomi.html' title='Naomi...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/St0OUUWPfeI/AAAAAAAACsU/7R1Jsx0ncng/s72-c/PA190034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-4386656965752145568</id><published>2009-10-19T16:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:42:38.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite things....</title><content type='html'>for now...this and some chicken soup... it has been sustaining us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Stz43-MfAfI/AAAAAAAACrk/keTjLRGZAN4/s1600-h/PA190032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394460094154867186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Stz43-MfAfI/AAAAAAAACrk/keTjLRGZAN4/s400/PA190032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops!!  How did this picture get here???  I have no idea what THAT'S all about!  Move along folks...nothin' here to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Stz43BpvWXI/AAAAAAAACrc/e7oWJ7aRrCQ/s1600-h/PA190033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394460077903010162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Stz43BpvWXI/AAAAAAAACrc/e7oWJ7aRrCQ/s400/PA190033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-4386656965752145568?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/4386656965752145568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=4386656965752145568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4386656965752145568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4386656965752145568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/10/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things....'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Stz43-MfAfI/AAAAAAAACrk/keTjLRGZAN4/s72-c/PA190032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1377686627433513570</id><published>2009-10-19T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T09:37:24.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naomi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>My Daybook...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SqU22IzIxSI/AAAAAAAACn8/zJARc_6I2fw/s1600-h/simple-woman-daybook-large%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378765633666729250" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SqU22IzIxSI/AAAAAAAACn8/zJARc_6I2fw/s400/simple-woman-daybook-large%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can find more Simple Woman's Daybooks at Peggy's Site &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY~October 19, 2009...&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is a bit overcast, but I know the sky is just teasing me. It's going to burn off and be hot again. Maybe a little cooler, but fall just won't come. Makes me kind of sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that my bedroom blinds are hideously dirty. How have I not ever noticed this until today? Probably because I'm never in here during the day. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a digital thermometer (for the ear) to take everyone's temperature. Makes life so much easier when they are cranky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing but chicken soup. I may run out and get something later for dinner or have Marco pick something up if everyone is up to "food" food by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my favorite jammies. I have been wearing jammies (not the same ones) for three days straight since we are all sick. I kinda like it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lots of things in my head, but nothing tangible at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be glad when everything is back to normal and our schedules and days are a little more predictable. haha. It almost makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Leaders Who Make A Difference" by Dr. Paul Chappell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that we will all be fever-free for 24 hours so that we can get back to school/work by tomorrow. I just hate missing and knowing that there is so much to make up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my kids in the living room, all in their jammies too, quietly watching &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The Secret Garden".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there is a lot of anti-bacteria spray, tissue boxes, Clorox wipes, etc. I tried to give the bathrooms a thorough cleaning yesterday and want to keep those germs at bay as much as possible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is knowing that my mom is praying for me no matter how many miles are between us. I miss my mom and dad so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that Taryn has a dental appointment coming up, I've gotta get something sent out to my dad for his birthday and time to start planning a little something for Hannah who is going to be 14 soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is picture thought I am sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StyVF0nzD2I/AAAAAAAACrU/zwwKfX8WfOw/s1600-h/P9260043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394350380940463970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StyVF0nzD2I/AAAAAAAACrU/zwwKfX8WfOw/s400/P9260043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Marco and I on Naomi's 4th birthday.  My princess is growing up so fast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1377686627433513570?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1377686627433513570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1377686627433513570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1377686627433513570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1377686627433513570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-daybook.html' title='My Daybook...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SqU22IzIxSI/AAAAAAAACn8/zJARc_6I2fw/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-large%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-8325799236477888658</id><published>2009-10-18T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:06:21.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>So sick of being sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Stu4TKkY9lI/AAAAAAAACqk/C517Rv3gm1s/s1600-h/sick_cold%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394107618100311634" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Stu4TKkY9lI/AAAAAAAACqk/C517Rv3gm1s/s400/sick_cold%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is basically how I feel right now. Not only do I have some pretty sick kidlets at home, I am not feeling so hot either. Yuck. I hate this. I know that nobody likes to be sick, but I just feel like it's such a waste of time too. I know. If my friend Michelle could hear me now, she'd be laughing and saying, "I've gotta take the hot lunch...".... She mocks me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, seriously. I just got done washing all the bedding and now I guess we're gonna have to wash 'em all again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd open all the windows to let some fresh air in, but oh. I can't do that because it's 98 stinkin' degrees out there and that's just nasty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear hubby has been doing his best in between jobs to help and wait on us, but it's going to catch up with him too probably. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am usually a "Pollyanna" in these type of situations, but I just don't think I can find it this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, I had to leave work early on Friday. I already know that I am going to have to be out tomorrow. I hate that. Really. Might be a control issue, but those are my classes. I love my classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed church today. My favorite day. Boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hannah's bummed 'cause she doesn't want to miss school. Wish it was 'cause of perfect attendance or being afraid she'd miss an assignment, but we all know it's not. Little Miss Socialite. Hmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am glad that I can be home to take care of my babies. I am thankful for health insurance for them. I am thankful that we can afford medicine. I am thankful for a boss that understands. I am thankful it's not worse. I am thankful for a husband who never - and I mean never - complains....oh, and I have not gained any weight!! That right there is something to Hallelujah about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there you go. I guess I had a little "Pollyanna" left in me afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Stu7VCFrNnI/AAAAAAAACqs/nxIqagJ0IN4/s1600-h/090527_mm_pollyanna%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394110948718622322" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Stu7VCFrNnI/AAAAAAAACqs/nxIqagJ0IN4/s400/090527_mm_pollyanna%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-8325799236477888658?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/8325799236477888658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=8325799236477888658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8325799236477888658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8325799236477888658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-basically-how-i-feel-right-now.html' title='So sick of being sick...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Stu4TKkY9lI/AAAAAAAACqk/C517Rv3gm1s/s72-c/sick_cold%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-7235825771892773421</id><published>2009-10-16T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T18:37:59.147-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 on 12 challenge'/><title type='text'>My day on the 12th... =]</title><content type='html'>So...I used to keep a really great 12 of 12 album.  It's where you take random pictures on the 12th of each month and then pick 12 of them to post or share that would best represent your day.  It's a great way to glance back at the year!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've completely gotten off track with the posting.  I'm still taking them...I just don't get them posted all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I had to leave work early because Marco and Hannah were running a fever a couple of hours into the day.  Taryn also came home from the field trip running a fever, so... everybody is laid out in the living room with their p.j.'s on and watching "Horton Hears A Who"...&lt;br /&gt;Just glanced up.  Only 2 are awake the other 2 have Nyquil flowing in their veins. haha.  They'll be out for a while.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;So, here we go.  A glance into my day on the 12th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave the house at 7 a.m. if we are on track.  Here's Hannah....must've called "shotgun" early so she got to ride up front that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkbDcHUSPI/AAAAAAAACqc/qdKDHd067Hs/s1600-h/PA120378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393371774653319410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkbDcHUSPI/AAAAAAAACqc/qdKDHd067Hs/s400/PA120378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little ones always sleep on the way to school.  It's a good thing they don't wake up cranky...well, most of the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkbCz1Lf0I/AAAAAAAACqU/g_6hYQUfN0E/s1600-h/PA120379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393371763839827778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkbCz1Lf0I/AAAAAAAACqU/g_6hYQUfN0E/s400/PA120379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taryn is ready for her day.  She LOVES the 5th grade!  Her allergies have got her eyes a bit puffy.  Poor baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkbCIJocEI/AAAAAAAACqM/xif3nRmaXV4/s1600-h/PA120380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393371752114450498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkbCIJocEI/AAAAAAAACqM/xif3nRmaXV4/s400/PA120380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at our school now.  This is a great place. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkbBnJ7r9I/AAAAAAAACqE/6dmlkMSYuBo/s1600-h/PA120381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393371743257341906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkbBnJ7r9I/AAAAAAAACqE/6dmlkMSYuBo/s400/PA120381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my 10th graders.  They've got such great spirits!  They are singing one of the Asia songs and located the countries on the map as they sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkbBOjnJkI/AAAAAAAACp8/lwEg7Q2ObHU/s1600-h/PA120382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393371736654161474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkbBOjnJkI/AAAAAAAACp8/lwEg7Q2ObHU/s400/PA120382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Steven's "I can't believe it!" face.  He's so funny.  Awesome student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkaRanaebI/AAAAAAAACp0/gjA-b8GpUyE/s1600-h/PA120383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393370915257612722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkaRanaebI/AAAAAAAACp0/gjA-b8GpUyE/s400/PA120383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lunch today...more Atkins than Paleo really.  My bento box with sliced roast beef, swiss and colby jack cheese, sliced tomatoes with mozarella drizzled with balsamic vinegar and a sugar-free jello.  Don't forget the Dijon for my meat and cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkaQ8HshcI/AAAAAAAACps/pVcfYS9O__w/s1600-h/PA120384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393370907071514050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkaQ8HshcI/AAAAAAAACps/pVcfYS9O__w/s400/PA120384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkaQXcH_WI/AAAAAAAACpk/pmUjYymTEH8/s1600-h/PA120385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393370897225088354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkaQXcH_WI/AAAAAAAACpk/pmUjYymTEH8/s400/PA120385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco was already home when I got there and started doing the dishes for me.  He washed up everybody's bento boxes and bottles.  I love him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkaP0pl2wI/AAAAAAAACpc/P74pe7kr9Ng/s1600-h/PA120386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393370887886330626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkaP0pl2wI/AAAAAAAACpc/P74pe7kr9Ng/s400/PA120386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah uploading some pics of her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkaPVyqpEI/AAAAAAAACpU/mB2gvKIRhsw/s1600-h/PA120388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393370879602893890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkaPVyqpEI/AAAAAAAACpU/mB2gvKIRhsw/s400/PA120388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco and little Marco taking a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkZe50_MPI/AAAAAAAACpM/eX8rICM7iMo/s1600-h/PA120389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393370047462715634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkZe50_MPI/AAAAAAAACpM/eX8rICM7iMo/s400/PA120389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the colors on this ribbon.  I got beautiful flowers on Sunday from our church family and they were tied up with these.  I might post the picture of the flowers later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkZeVfv3VI/AAAAAAAACpE/zNj-J5yVxDQ/s1600-h/PA120390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393370037709954386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkZeVfv3VI/AAAAAAAACpE/zNj-J5yVxDQ/s400/PA120390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for dinner.  Chicken and rice for my little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkZd5YKycI/AAAAAAAACo8/I2-JMQLHBqY/s1600-h/PA120392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393370030161971650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkZd5YKycI/AAAAAAAACo8/I2-JMQLHBqY/s400/PA120392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought these at Costco on the vine.  So sweet.  Getting ready to wash them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkZdFFvIXI/AAAAAAAACo0/Pof_zlKq2ds/s1600-h/PA120395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393370016126017906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkZdFFvIXI/AAAAAAAACo0/Pof_zlKq2ds/s400/PA120395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good 12 minute run/walk in the "rain" (more of a drizzle) with my P.E. class today.  Finally taking these things off to hit the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkZcoYbGTI/AAAAAAAACos/vfUb5cetHeY/s1600-h/PA120396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393370008419768626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkZcoYbGTI/AAAAAAAACos/vfUb5cetHeY/s400/PA120396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh....finally relaxed and wearing my favorite cozy socks.  It's the first time I've had to wear them this season.  It really felt like fall on that day, but as I type this we have the air on because it reached 98 degrees today.  Maybe So. Cal. did not get the memo that it is finally October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's my day!!  So glad that you could hang out with me.  I've missed you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-7235825771892773421?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/7235825771892773421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=7235825771892773421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/7235825771892773421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/7235825771892773421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-day-on-12th.html' title='My day on the 12th... =]'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/StkbDcHUSPI/AAAAAAAACqc/qdKDHd067Hs/s72-c/PA120378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-226092464006607033</id><published>2009-09-30T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:50:34.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naomi'/><title type='text'>My Silly Girl...</title><content type='html'>Naomi is 4 years old now...some of you think she doesn't talk at all...but she does...and sometimes she will even sing you a song.  I love my silly kids! (Be sure to turn off the music on the side first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xEy8rMZS-Mw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/xEy8rMZS-Mw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" 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/3193088523961203441-226092464006607033?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/226092464006607033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=226092464006607033' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/226092464006607033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/226092464006607033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-silly-girl.html' title='My Silly Girl...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-8098196486244695881</id><published>2009-09-22T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:26:33.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><title type='text'>My daybook...done at night... lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Srh7Amwy-fI/AAAAAAAACoc/s510KfuEI8w/s1600-h/simple-woman-daybook-large%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384188604856859122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Srh7Amwy-fI/AAAAAAAACoc/s510KfuEI8w/s400/simple-woman-daybook-large%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can find more Simple Woman's Daybooks at Peggy's Site &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;FOR TODAY~September 21, 2009...&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;All is dark and the light of the crescent moon is all that shines into my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that I can't believe my little Naomi will be 4 tomorrow! Wow. Such a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dental insurance for the kidlets. Naomi went for her first visit and will need a little work done. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=[ Glad I am taking care of it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nothing going on in there at this time...it's after midnight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;my black cotton nightgown with cherries embroidered all over...so comfy.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;clean laundry and a blog post. That's as far as I can think right now. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to bed as soon as this last load is done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Great House of God by Max Lucado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that we'll get an early enough start tomorrow morning so that I can pick up some goodies for Naomi and her class to celebrate her birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the hum of the drier and somebody snoring deeply in their sleep. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;there are towels to be folded and laundry to be put away. There are uniform shirts hung over the chairs to dry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is that tomorrow is the beginning of fall!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nay's birthday tomorrow, more butter to be made Wednesday with the juniors, Patch party Wednesday night, dental appts. for Hannah and Taryn on Thursday and hopefully, a chance to relax Friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is picture thought I am sharing...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Srh6xwXyOaI/AAAAAAAACoM/w7NF4xvHLZo/s1600-h/P9210013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384188349738269090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Srh6xwXyOaI/AAAAAAAACoM/w7NF4xvHLZo/s400/P9210013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is some bread (bolillos) just out of the oven at our local Mexican market.  Why is it that I am never tempted to eat bread - but when I am not having any at all - it looks SO good?  I am down 14 pounds though, so all I did was look, take a picture and take in the warm aroma.  Not worth a little bread.  Nope!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Srh6yjEp23I/AAAAAAAACoU/kV0r-uUEIxs/s1600-h/P9210015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384188363348237170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Srh6yjEp23I/AAAAAAAACoU/kV0r-uUEIxs/s400/P9210015.JPG" /&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/3193088523961203441-8098196486244695881?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/8098196486244695881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=8098196486244695881' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8098196486244695881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/8098196486244695881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-daybookdone-at-night-lol.html' title='My daybook...done at night... lol'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Srh7Amwy-fI/AAAAAAAACoc/s510KfuEI8w/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-large%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-7169929793908504011</id><published>2009-09-16T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:51:15.848-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><title type='text'>Any thoughts on this?</title><content type='html'>Worth watching.  Do schools kill creativity?  Hmmmm...interesting at least.&lt;br /&gt;(Turn of the music first in the sidebar)&lt;br /&gt;"We don't grow into creativity ... We get educated out of it." —Ken Robinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fuG1bSZHsHw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fuG1bSZHsHw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/3193088523961203441-7169929793908504011?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/7169929793908504011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=7169929793908504011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/7169929793908504011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/7169929793908504011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/09/any-thoughts-on-this.html' title='Any thoughts on this?'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-2894640754974487184</id><published>2009-09-11T23:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:36:14.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Is this perfect or what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sqs8u8NHc-I/AAAAAAAACoE/uG37-PMiTlI/s1600-h/P9070607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380460956956980194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sqs8u8NHc-I/AAAAAAAACoE/uG37-PMiTlI/s400/P9070607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Sandy also has a daughter named Hannah and she is friends with my Hannah. She came over on Labor Day to have dinner with us and to go swimming. She brought over this basket of oatmeal cookies that she made. She even packed it in this lovely little Longaberger basket and covered it with a dishcloth that she herself knitted. Did I mention that she is only in the 8th grade???&lt;br /&gt;I just love her. A day later I received a handwritten letter (perfect penmanship and letter form) thanking us for having her over and for the good time she had with us.&lt;br /&gt;She loves Laura Ingalls Wilder, Jane Austen and the 1800's. She's beside herself with excitement over a project we are going to do in history class concerning Colonial Times. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;I just love it. She makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the cookies Hannah. You know I wanted to eat one, but the kids and Pastor Marco didn't mind polishing them off. =] You are an awesome young lady!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-2894640754974487184?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/2894640754974487184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=2894640754974487184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2894640754974487184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2894640754974487184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-this-perfect-or-what.html' title='Is this perfect or what?'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sqs8u8NHc-I/AAAAAAAACoE/uG37-PMiTlI/s72-c/P9070607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-914467854213416435</id><published>2009-09-07T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T09:41:00.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><title type='text'>~Simple Woman's Daybook~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SqU22IzIxSI/AAAAAAAACn8/zJARc_6I2fw/s1600-h/simple-woman-daybook-large%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378765633666729250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SqU22IzIxSI/AAAAAAAACn8/zJARc_6I2fw/s400/simple-woman-daybook-large%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can find more Simple Woman's Daybooks at Peggy's Site &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TODAY~September 7, 2009...&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sun is shining hard already. It's 7 am and 70 degrees already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that I am really blessed with the most wonderful family. My little boy Marco came and woke me up with hugs and kisses. Is there anything sweeter than that from a 2 year old? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my husband. He is my best friend and we had a wonderful day yesterday at church and I love serving the people by his side.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing at the moment, but later will be getting ready for a small Labor Day dinner with friends.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my most comfortable cotton nightgown that my mother-in-law made for all of us girls. It is a bit faded and worn, but so comfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a list of things I need to do. I want to do some letter writing - it's been so long. I need to get some groceries and post some things on ebay. I need to be CREATING, but that will come later...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to breakfast with my family once everyone is up and ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only my history textbooks lately... I love them just as much as anything else though... =]&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that the weather will start to cool off and that my beloved fall season can begin. I want so badly to take out my fall things, but it's been about 106 degrees everyday. lol&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my two little ones playing with the hoola hoop from last nights games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there is much evidence of our special Hawaiian themed Sunday all over the place. We are renting our new location, so all church items get stored here. Hoping to get everything picked up and in order before this evening as we have company coming over!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is all of the fall decor and scents that are starting to get put out on shelves at all the stores.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've got school, school and more school! =]&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is picture thought I am sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SqU2O0ONOBI/AAAAAAAACn0/Hyit95YcBR8/s1600-h/P9060506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378764958128224274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SqU2O0ONOBI/AAAAAAAACn0/Hyit95YcBR8/s400/P9060506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had a Hawaiian theme at church for the Labor Day weekend service.  Lots of fun, food and friends.  These are my four babies!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-914467854213416435?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/914467854213416435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=914467854213416435' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/914467854213416435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/914467854213416435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/09/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='~Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook~'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SqU22IzIxSI/AAAAAAAACn8/zJARc_6I2fw/s72-c/simple-woman-daybook-large%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-5455388303014933219</id><published>2009-09-05T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:36:30.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Just aching to write...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SqNJ-qj0RfI/AAAAAAAACns/x4IwHAUyxE8/s1600-h/sc042%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378223720935736818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SqNJ-qj0RfI/AAAAAAAACns/x4IwHAUyxE8/s400/sc042%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's just been so many thoughts in my head!!  Don't worry.  I haven't completely forgotten myself.  I do journal daily - it's just not here.  Part of the problem is that I've had some trouble with my personal laptop.  Hopefully, that'll get taken care of soon...&lt;br /&gt;We made it through our first full week of school. Everybody has been doing great. Little Marco is even on a schedule there and he loves it.&lt;br /&gt;We all took turns with a 24 hour flu bug, but it wasn't too bad. Anyone that knows me knows that I don't get sick very often. I just don't have time for that. lol&lt;br /&gt;I've really enjoyed being in the classroom again. I am definitely in my element. I know that my children are enjoying school and they are all in very trusted hands not very far from my own classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Our church has been at our new location for going on 1 month tomorrow, but it's funny - it feels like we've been there so much longer! Our congregation is growing and the people there are all working and worshipping in unity. One of the areas that is really booming is our Youth Group. The teens and young college age kids are so happy to be there and they love being a part of everything. It's very inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;I've also finally got myself to a place where I am really making progress with some goals in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I am really focusing my family and those around me. I recently read a blog post by my friend Denise. She talked about Feeling Loved and about helping others to feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;I love doing things for others - I really do - but sometimes, I think I get caught up on worrying if it's enough or good enough or whatever and it holds me back from doing what was originally in my heart to do. I have missed many a birthday gift opportunity or just a plain old "random act of kindness" because I feel like I better add more to it or I second-guess my choice of way to show someone love.&lt;br /&gt;What's up with that insecurity??&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today as I write this I am making a mental note of the different people I need to send a note to or buy a coffee for...&lt;br /&gt;I've also missed all of my faithful readers here. I know it's my fault for being so sporatic, so one of my other goals is to really stay on top of my blog. I do love being here. It's very comforting to me to write and think.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been shooting pictures lately either. That'll pick up as we all settle into our schedules and I am more aware of my daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;We've got a big day planned at church tomorrow and then Monday is Labor Day. Marco actually has the day off! We will probably just lay around with our bellies up in the air all day - but who knows? You'll have to check back and see. =] Hugs to you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-5455388303014933219?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/5455388303014933219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=5455388303014933219' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5455388303014933219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5455388303014933219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-aching-to-write.html' title='Just aching to write...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SqNJ-qj0RfI/AAAAAAAACns/x4IwHAUyxE8/s72-c/sc042%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1723978289014323860</id><published>2009-08-24T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:11:05.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><title type='text'>16 Years and Counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SpK35lDblEI/AAAAAAAACnk/o7Ki9KE42mg/s1600-h/P8200387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373559505233351746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SpK35lDblEI/AAAAAAAACnk/o7Ki9KE42mg/s400/P8200387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I celebrated 16 years of marriage on the 21st. Since we've been married, he's always tried to plan a little getaway or activity for us to spend a special time together. There were years when we just spent a nice dinner out somewhere, but usually, it's some top secret thing that he'd been working on for weeks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;I love that about him. He really does try to think of things that we'd both enjoy together. This year was no exception. He took me to beautiful Santa Barbara for a few days. It was lovely and so needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SpK35FmxevI/AAAAAAAACnc/-7kAzTQychg/s1600-h/P8200389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373559496791653106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SpK35FmxevI/AAAAAAAACnc/-7kAzTQychg/s400/P8200389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to spend the day on the beach together, but it was rather chilly the first day, so he rented beach cruisers and we rode up and down the beach front for an hour. It was the BEST!!! I had not ridden a bike in almost 20 years. I felt so free. I could've ridden all day. This was a great motivator for me to keep working on getting "in shape"...round is a shape, right? Anyway, I really felt good and it reminded me that running felt that way once for me...&lt;br /&gt;We laughed so much as we rode along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SpK34q4U_pI/AAAAAAAACnU/JKVbBK-ZlHE/s1600-h/P8200413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373559489617526418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SpK34q4U_pI/AAAAAAAACnU/JKVbBK-ZlHE/s400/P8200413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything around us was more beautiful than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SpK34EjsvtI/AAAAAAAACnM/E5VUK6eMAnU/s1600-h/P8200416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373559479330455250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SpK34EjsvtI/AAAAAAAACnM/E5VUK6eMAnU/s400/P8200416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great guy. I am so thankful that he picked me! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SpK33bKaEgI/AAAAAAAACnE/2yLYUa66MvI/s1600-h/P8200422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373559468218520066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SpK33bKaEgI/AAAAAAAACnE/2yLYUa66MvI/s400/P8200422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reminisced about the last 16 years. Talked about all that we went through and all that the Lord had in store for us in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked about our children and all that we could do to help them.&lt;br /&gt;Our life is not perfect, but it's pretty close, most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song of Solomon 2:16a ~My beloved is mine, and I am his...&lt;/strong&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/3193088523961203441-1723978289014323860?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1723978289014323860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1723978289014323860' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1723978289014323860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1723978289014323860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/08/16-years-and-counting.html' title='16 Years and Counting...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SpK35lDblEI/AAAAAAAACnk/o7Ki9KE42mg/s72-c/P8200387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-3215406417939666072</id><published>2009-08-15T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T09:12:50.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='following Christ'/><title type='text'>God's Chisel...</title><content type='html'>A friend shared this video on Facebook. I was moved to tears. Such a great skit. God doesn't make junk. Sometimes it hurts to purge the bad things from our lives, but when we do and we completely surrender...wow. What a masterpiece! Worth the time - so watch it!  Make sure you turn off my music first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lyOIBnExlrw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lyOIBnExlrw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" 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/3193088523961203441-3215406417939666072?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/3215406417939666072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=3215406417939666072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3215406417939666072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3215406417939666072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/08/gods-chisel.html' title='God&apos;s Chisel...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-3883990828768924109</id><published>2009-08-12T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T08:23:56.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Where have I been??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQukjFODPI/AAAAAAAACm4/7hmTNJak0tc/s1600-h/P8110311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369467861159775474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQukjFODPI/AAAAAAAACm4/7hmTNJak0tc/s400/P8110311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with my awesome family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQukM3T04I/AAAAAAAACmw/vDGnft6Tsus/s1600-h/P8110309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369467855195853698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQukM3T04I/AAAAAAAACmw/vDGnft6Tsus/s400/P8110309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting together with old friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQqSNB4IBI/AAAAAAAACmo/q1eTZGuGJUc/s1600-h/P8090304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 347px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369463147956019218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQqSNB4IBI/AAAAAAAACmo/q1eTZGuGJUc/s400/P8090304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to catch cool shots of the moon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQqRAzMdwI/AAAAAAAACmg/XZhAOXoPRqU/s1600-h/P8090292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369463127493342978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQqRAzMdwI/AAAAAAAACmg/XZhAOXoPRqU/s400/P8090292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing our dear friends (Israel is like family to us) get ready to leave for Belize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQqQpGHQ1I/AAAAAAAACmY/kEeR3N19_zc/s1600-h/P8060240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369463121130242898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQqQpGHQ1I/AAAAAAAACmY/kEeR3N19_zc/s400/P8060240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanging out at the pool and having friends over to swim too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQqP_f5zmI/AAAAAAAACmQ/zwyGPAF-oHk/s1600-h/P8030222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369463109964123746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQqP_f5zmI/AAAAAAAACmQ/zwyGPAF-oHk/s400/P8030222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrating my little guys birthday (Uncle Jaime got him this authentic bong set - really cool)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoLo39ThweI/AAAAAAAACmA/Ju5h4o4e7to/s1600-h/P7290105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369109753825968610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoLo39ThweI/AAAAAAAACmA/Ju5h4o4e7to/s400/P7290105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taking the kids to neat activities like this one where they got to climb inside of a helicopter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah...so it's been a busy, but fun summer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had so many blog posts written in my head or journaled in one of my many journals...but they just never made it this far.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's okay.  I've got plenty more to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School will be starting and I'll be in teacher orientation all next week.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good bye summer vacation - it was memorable!!&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/3193088523961203441-3883990828768924109?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/3883990828768924109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=3883990828768924109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3883990828768924109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3883990828768924109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been??'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SoQukjFODPI/AAAAAAAACm4/7hmTNJak0tc/s72-c/P8110311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-3986953970092226022</id><published>2009-07-31T16:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:43:15.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marco joseph'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday...Little Marco is 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnN_wCz_xoI/AAAAAAAACkw/Np1JlNLlObQ/s1600-h/castillo+wedding+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnN_wCz_xoI/AAAAAAAACkw/Np1JlNLlObQ/s400/castillo+wedding+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772044493801090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my little guy two years ago.  After having three girls, I had no idea what to expect raising a boy.  Well, let me tell ya.  This kid is ALL boy.  He is rough and tumble, loves dirt, loves to get into everything, is not afraid to climb.... makes me a nervous wreck.&lt;br /&gt;But - he's also the sweetest, most affectionate out of all my kids.  He loves to cuddle with his momma or sisters and he loves to sing along during our worship time at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnN_vnBR6zI/AAAAAAAACko/JHJq7bZyfOg/s1600-h/P7300127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnN_vnBR6zI/AAAAAAAACko/JHJq7bZyfOg/s400/P7300127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772037033323314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be having a little party for him on Monday, but his sisters made him a little cake (which tasted incredible) and his dad gave him one of his gifts - a nerf gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnN_vUyXGdI/AAAAAAAACkg/HlnfrZrHKrY/s1600-h/P7300131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnN_vUyXGdI/AAAAAAAACkg/HlnfrZrHKrY/s400/P7300131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772032138910162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took him a while to blow out these two candles.  So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnN_u6kXbWI/AAAAAAAACkY/bgrSbTd2MUU/s1600-h/P7300132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnN_u6kXbWI/AAAAAAAACkY/bgrSbTd2MUU/s400/P7300132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364772025100889442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, he didn't waste time with his new toys.&lt;br /&gt;This little guy has changed our lives.  He has brought joy to us that we didn't even know could exist.  We didn't even know what we were missing!  I don't know what he'll grow up to be, but I have dreams and I hope and pray that we can help him and guide him to follow his own dreams as well.&lt;br /&gt;We love you Marco Joseph!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-3986953970092226022?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/3986953970092226022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=3986953970092226022' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3986953970092226022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3986953970092226022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/07/thankful-thursdaylittle-marco-is-2.html' title='Thankful Thursday...Little Marco is 2!'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnN_wCz_xoI/AAAAAAAACkw/Np1JlNLlObQ/s72-c/castillo+wedding+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-4387629612438658418</id><published>2009-07-29T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:03:38.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='following Christ'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness is an act of grace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnBkhe9AhKI/AAAAAAAACkQ/upqRDY7gWVA/s1600-h/1_14081%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363897682605671586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnBkhe9AhKI/AAAAAAAACkQ/upqRDY7gWVA/s400/1_14081%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! It's been almost a week since my last post. The time has just been flying! I really want to know how we can request more hours in the day and more weeks to our summer. I get up early and go to bed late because there's so much I want to accomplish in a day. Oh, well...what can you do? =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 5:7~Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished teaching a little series on Forgiveness in my ladies group. It's something that I really felt was necessary. I felt like I needed these ladies (and myself) to really understand that as long as we are carrying unforgiveness, grudges, guilt, etc...we are not fully allowing ourselves to move on. How can we serve others and live freely if we don't want to forgive?&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness does not mean that you are forgetting or accepting or approving whatever has happened. It is not a feeling, it's not trusting that person again, it's not pretending you weren't hurt, and it's not even reconciliation.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness is a DECISION. It is a decision to obey God, but no one - not even God, can make you forgive. It is up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 4:32 ~ "And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness can protect the forgiver from himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgiveness is an act of grace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, one of the most needed lessons I taught was on "Forgiving Yourself". How many of us carry guilt from our past? Regrets that haunt your present day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 25:7~Remember not the sins of my youth, nor my transgressions: according to thy mercy remember thou me for thy goodness' sake, O LORD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be thinking of something you did or even something that was done to you and you blame yourself. This can hinder you from living a free life!&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry, friend, but there is nothing you can do to change the past. You need to decide to let those things go. Forgive them...forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You can choose to wallow in the pain and disappointment or you can walk away from those memories and start creating new ones.&lt;br /&gt;Don't use what has happened as a crutch of disability. Face those things head on, move them out of your way and go forward.&lt;br /&gt;If Christ can forgive all sins, why is it so hard to forgive ourselves? That burden is keeping you in bondage. It is like carrying an extra weight...and let's not get into how tiring that is!&lt;br /&gt;There are people that have physical illness from carrying around an unforgiving spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Problems with high blood pressure, stress, hostility, depression, etc. can creep up on you and stay with you as long as you are holding on to the past. Let it go. Give it to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Peter 5:7~Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnBkhIPq3YI/AAAAAAAACkI/XEXQUny-aHY/s1600-h/forgiveness%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363897676509928834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnBkhIPq3YI/AAAAAAAACkI/XEXQUny-aHY/s400/forgiveness%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid you peace and freedom today my friends! There is much to be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-4387629612438658418?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/4387629612438658418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=4387629612438658418' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4387629612438658418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4387629612438658418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/07/forgiveness-is-act-of-grace.html' title='Forgiveness is an act of grace...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SnBkhe9AhKI/AAAAAAAACkQ/upqRDY7gWVA/s72-c/1_14081%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1820227731965759243</id><published>2009-07-23T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:34:49.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday...</title><content type='html'>I don't know if it's already a meme, but it sounds good, right? Thankful Thursday! Sounds way better than Thoughtless Thursday or Thumbsucker Thursday...how about Thistle Thursday? Yeah, that is exactly what I thought. Thankful sounds best!&lt;br /&gt;My sweet grandmother, who is 84 years old and well, gave me her copy of "Streams in the Desert". Her Aunt Zeda (my great great aunt) wrote a sweet note in the front and it is dated March 13, 1946. That's my grandmother's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love seeing it on the bookshelves at stores even today. Her copy was made in 1945 and was in it's 24th printing! I guess there's some good stuff in this book!&lt;br /&gt;It's a daily devotional book of encouragement. Filled with great verses, quotes, anecdotes...and it's meant to be read daily and is dated as such.&lt;br /&gt;It has been updated and modernized many times since it's original writing (I think 1925), and you can follow it &lt;a href="http://www.crosswalk.com/devotionals/classics/desert/"&gt;on line&lt;/a&gt;. The stories are no longer in the same order, but it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;Todays verse is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Giving thanks always for all things unto God." Ephesians 5:20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, isn't that just perfect timing? Right when I was about to get my thankfulness on!! Mrs. Cowman goes on to say that there once was a man that drew some black dots. They looked at his work and could not make sense of it. All they saw was an irregular assemblage of black dots, but then, this same man added a few lines, put in a few rests, then a clef at the beginning, and they saw that those black dots were actually music notes. On sounding them, they were singing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Praise God from whom all blessings flow, Praise Him all creatures here below."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many black dots and spots in our lives, and we cannot understand &lt;em&gt;why &lt;/em&gt;God permitted them to come. But if we let God come in and take lead and adjust the dots in the proper way, and draw the lines and add the rests where they need to be - He will make a glorious harmony. Why would I want to get in the way of that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Many men owe the grandeur of their lives to their tremendous difficulties." ~C.H. Spurgeon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the new property that we'll be renting for our congregation. So much room to grow! Lots of classrooms and lots of parking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiG0n2-abI/AAAAAAAACj8/uniUz_xRO6E/s1600-h/P7210003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361683594995460530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiG0n2-abI/AAAAAAAACj8/uniUz_xRO6E/s400/P7210003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that my kids are active and that they love being outdoors and trying new things.&lt;br /&gt;This is Hannah at Lake Perris during swim camp. Her first experience kayaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiG0D-8eTI/AAAAAAAACj0/NjvupOR51Js/s1600-h/P7140707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361683585365211442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiG0D-8eTI/AAAAAAAACj0/NjvupOR51Js/s400/P7140707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that my children are happy. We may not be rich in material wealth, but we certainly are blessed beyond measure!&lt;br /&gt;This is Taryn at SoupPlantation. She has a beautiful smile, don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiFk9H5-4I/AAAAAAAACjs/C3JEz4znN9A/s1600-h/P7120661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361682226314083202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiFk9H5-4I/AAAAAAAACjs/C3JEz4znN9A/s400/P7120661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that all of my children love to read. I hope that it will open up their mind, that it will allow them to dream and that they will know our Heavenly Father more because of it.&lt;br /&gt;This is my little Marco. He loves to "read" back to us. He's pretty good with following the pictures. Not bad for someone who's not yet 2 years old. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiFksiP5oI/AAAAAAAACjk/HPp9_AZjQuQ/s1600-h/P7090568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361682221861168770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiFksiP5oI/AAAAAAAACjk/HPp9_AZjQuQ/s400/P7090568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the simple color and beauty that surrounds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiFkFg_XSI/AAAAAAAACjc/_f8MdSMyruU/s1600-h/P7120663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361682211386907938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiFkFg_XSI/AAAAAAAACjc/_f8MdSMyruU/s400/P7120663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that my children all enjoy being silly. We love to laugh as a family. We laugh hard. Laughter is good for the soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's Naomi making one of her famous faces. I definitely need to scrapbook all the faces this girl makes. So funny. Of course, if you ask her to do it on command - she clams up. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiFjx67lZI/AAAAAAAACjU/OueIN9D0gwE/s1600-h/P7120662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361682206127003026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiFjx67lZI/AAAAAAAACjU/OueIN9D0gwE/s400/P7120662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for a husband who is my best friend, an awesome father, a hard working provider and loving pastor. He gives so much and never asks for anything in return.&lt;br /&gt;Here's Marco carrying little Marco on a Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiFjS8wmEI/AAAAAAAACjM/ZLI6MFtqjs4/s1600-h/P7120655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361682197813172290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiFjS8wmEI/AAAAAAAACjM/ZLI6MFtqjs4/s400/P7120655.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for so much. I am thankful that I have a blog or place that I can come to put my thoughts. Until next time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, be sure and appreciate all the black dots and scribbles in your life. Someone is writing your song!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1820227731965759243?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1820227731965759243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1820227731965759243' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1820227731965759243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1820227731965759243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/07/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmiG0n2-abI/AAAAAAAACj8/uniUz_xRO6E/s72-c/P7210003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-6910437525131841305</id><published>2009-07-17T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T07:29:05.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marco joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Life is good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmCJGY1cjSI/AAAAAAAACjE/n6Dl3HqHlEI/s1600-h/P7130677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359434299409730850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmCJGY1cjSI/AAAAAAAACjE/n6Dl3HqHlEI/s400/P7130677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can not say that I have the perfect life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I can say that I have a good life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am blessed beyond measure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am surrounded by positive, loving people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a God who loves me as I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy laughing and laughing hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not afraid to cry when I need to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is beauty around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have friends all over the world, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some I've never met face to face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love all different kinds of music,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it speaks to my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy trying new things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am learning from my mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is good.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-6910437525131841305?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/6910437525131841305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=6910437525131841305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6910437525131841305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6910437525131841305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SmCJGY1cjSI/AAAAAAAACjE/n6Dl3HqHlEI/s72-c/P7130677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1153968890585859368</id><published>2009-07-12T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T08:25:01.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venus'/><title type='text'>Venus is in sight!</title><content type='html'>Okay...first let me say that I am only using a point and shoot type of camera, but I love it. These pictures are not great, but I wanted to capture Venus shining so bright next to the moon. These were taken on July 10th at about 11:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;I love looking at the heavens! The sky is hardly ever clear enough to really see a lot of stars around here, but it's been alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sln9ToAFKRI/AAAAAAAACi8/KwkqBAc-1AQ/s1600-h/P7100634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357591745331013906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sln9ToAFKRI/AAAAAAAACi8/KwkqBAc-1AQ/s400/P7100634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I changed the setting on this one. Not as zoomed in, but you can see how bright Venus stood out in the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sln9TaQVmBI/AAAAAAAACi0/SgiirOdP7vk/s1600-h/P7100641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357591741641103378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sln9TaQVmBI/AAAAAAAACi0/SgiirOdP7vk/s400/P7100641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 8:1,3 - 5&lt;br /&gt;O LORD, our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy glory above the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;&lt;br /&gt;What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?&lt;br /&gt;For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1153968890585859368?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1153968890585859368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1153968890585859368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1153968890585859368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1153968890585859368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/07/venus-is-in-sight.html' title='Venus is in sight!'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sln9ToAFKRI/AAAAAAAACi8/KwkqBAc-1AQ/s72-c/P7100634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-4523440869305714493</id><published>2009-07-10T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T07:14:44.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday fill ins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marco joseph'/><title type='text'>Friday Fill Ins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SldMM22mN2I/AAAAAAAACic/MJYXzZ3eQ38/s1600-h/P7090570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356834065547147106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SldMM22mN2I/AAAAAAAACic/MJYXzZ3eQ38/s400/P7090570.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;My little guy loves to "read" and lately Mickey Mouse is his favorite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friday Fill Ins is a fun weekly meme.  You can check out more right &lt;a href="http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;My words are in this color...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The last thing I ate was &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;free chicken strips from Chik-fil-a&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;one of their brand new Peach shakes...YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A new swimsuit for each of my older girls&lt;/span&gt; is something I recently bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When it rains, it &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;surprises us all. We don't get many rainy days here in Southern California...I used to live in Washington state, now that is another story. My sentence would probably read, "When it rains, it probably is a day that ends in a 'Y'. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;My husband, Marco,&lt;/span&gt; was the first person I talked to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hugs are &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;best when spontaneously given&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Knowing that everybody in my family is always looking out for each other brings me&lt;/span&gt; extra comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;preparing my presentations for tomorrows meeting&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;speaking at said meeting&lt;/span&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;spend the day relaxing with my family and meeting in the house of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-4523440869305714493?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/4523440869305714493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=4523440869305714493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4523440869305714493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/4523440869305714493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-fill-ins.html' title='Friday Fill Ins...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SldMM22mN2I/AAAAAAAACic/MJYXzZ3eQ38/s72-c/P7090570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-5650155431052789631</id><published>2009-07-09T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T07:31:49.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naomi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marco joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swim camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taryn'/><title type='text'>Day 4 of Swim Camp...</title><content type='html'>So, the two older girls have been attending a swim camp (not over-night) that will last for two weeks.  They are on day 4 now and have been loving it.  They were both aprehensive about joining when they heard about all the exercising and running they'd have to do, but so far, they've been keeping up without a problem.&lt;br /&gt;Besides learning to swim better, they've learned about water safety, CPR, first-aid, nutrition and more.  Next week, the camp will continue at a nearby lake.  They will get a chance to learn to kayak and knee board as well as some other things. &lt;br /&gt;I've been going and staying and hanging out with a couple of the other moms.  It would be too much for me to drive back and forth that distance every day, so I've let the little ones take full advantage of the play time as well.  Everybody's happy and it makes for a great summer.  Here are some pics I thought I'd share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SlX9WA841eI/AAAAAAAACiU/J9Bc_0-_y7U/s1600-h/P7080545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356465886481405410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SlX9WA841eI/AAAAAAAACiU/J9Bc_0-_y7U/s400/P7080545.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah doing laps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SlX9VmvMysI/AAAAAAAACiM/RTDxAONLrOU/s1600-h/P7080525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356465879444671170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SlX9VmvMysI/AAAAAAAACiM/RTDxAONLrOU/s400/P7080525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco playing in the wader pool while we pass the day away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SlX9VNjO6NI/AAAAAAAACiE/CJdBe9yHXws/s1600-h/P7070512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356465872683591890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SlX9VNjO6NI/AAAAAAAACiE/CJdBe9yHXws/s400/P7070512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi playing on the jungle gym there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SlX9U4VrysI/AAAAAAAACh8/ETK-RanXceE/s1600-h/P7070492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356465866989619906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SlX9U4VrysI/AAAAAAAACh8/ETK-RanXceE/s400/P7070492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taryn, who gets darker by the second - even with sunblock, helping a friend with sit-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SlX9UQShJwI/AAAAAAAACh0/vfCvxRY4oH0/s1600-h/P7070485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356465856238921474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SlX9UQShJwI/AAAAAAAACh0/vfCvxRY4oH0/s400/P7070485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah in the plaid shorts warming up with arm rolls.&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/3193088523961203441-5650155431052789631?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/5650155431052789631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=5650155431052789631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5650155431052789631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5650155431052789631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-4-of-swim-camp.html' title='Day 4 of Swim Camp...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SlX9WA841eI/AAAAAAAACiU/J9Bc_0-_y7U/s72-c/P7080545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-3605282258008074754</id><published>2009-07-07T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:17:28.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Are Women Born This Way?</title><content type='html'>This really made me smile. Explains a lot about us girls. lol&lt;br /&gt;(Make sure you pause my music on the side bar first!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="330" src="http://www.snotr.com/embed/2630" frameborder="0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-3605282258008074754?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/3605282258008074754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=3605282258008074754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3605282258008074754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3605282258008074754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-women-born-this-way.html' title='Are Women Born This Way?'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-6128827632456035541</id><published>2009-07-02T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T09:10:55.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marco joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist.'/><title type='text'>My little guy...</title><content type='html'>So...my in-laws came over on Monday night to celebrate Jaime's birthday.  They ended up taking all three girls home with them to stay for the week.  It's been just me and little man during the days.  I have been loving it. &lt;br /&gt;I am always up way earlier than any of the kids, but this week, I've tip-toed around even more quietly than I usually do, 'cause once this boy is up - he is UP!  He makes the Energizer Bunny look wimpy! &lt;br /&gt;I decided to really take note of a recent blog post I read about mentoring.  Really getting involved and not just giving orders.&lt;br /&gt;So, we've been playing, counting, laughing, wrestling, running, chasing, more laughing, butterfly kisses, eating...I can't get enough of this kid.  He really has changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had to work on an order for Etsy.  I could've just stuck a video in the t.v. and shuffled him off to the other room, but the thought of it practically broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he wanted to color while mommy worked. &lt;br /&gt;Duh.  What kind of question is that?  All of my kids have a special fondness for anything art related.   Hmmmm...wonder where they get that from?&lt;br /&gt;The following pictures are of him just having a blast.  I let him use my beloved Mr. Sketch smelly markers.  They truly are the best markers ever.&lt;br /&gt;No, he did not color everywhere because I was too involved in my project...I let him.  At first, I tried to stop him and then I thought - "Why not?  It's washable." &lt;br /&gt;So I let him go to town.&lt;br /&gt;I love him.  I love him,especially, all painted up.&lt;br /&gt;I needed this week with him.   Being the youngest of 4 in a very busy family is not always easy.  You tend to get shuffled aside more often than not.  I get to focus on him and him alone.  Ahhhhh... my guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkzZZxCFI0I/AAAAAAAAChc/RlaYsX0tzQ4/s1600-h/P7010468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353893093718696770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkzZZxCFI0I/AAAAAAAAChc/RlaYsX0tzQ4/s400/P7010468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkzZZTNoJRI/AAAAAAAAChU/C-lPs6ewy4M/s1600-h/P7010469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353893085714064658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkzZZTNoJRI/AAAAAAAAChU/C-lPs6ewy4M/s400/P7010469.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkzZZHy4yeI/AAAAAAAAChM/EMKYLR0JzYI/s1600-h/P7010471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353893082649119202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkzZZHy4yeI/AAAAAAAAChM/EMKYLR0JzYI/s400/P7010471.JPG" /&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/3193088523961203441-6128827632456035541?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/6128827632456035541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=6128827632456035541' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6128827632456035541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/6128827632456035541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-little-guy.html' title='My little guy...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkzZZxCFI0I/AAAAAAAAChc/RlaYsX0tzQ4/s72-c/P7010468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-3817595906132958804</id><published>2009-06-29T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:45:44.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guacamole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marco joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaime Jr.'/><title type='text'>Not So World Famous Guacamole!...</title><content type='html'>My brother-in-law, Jaime, is pretty awesome.  Of course, I'd never tell him that, but I guess I can tell you guys. =]  He's going to be moving soon and we are really going to miss him.  I love how he is with my kids.  They are the ones that will reeeeeeeeeally be missing him. &lt;br /&gt;The thing I will be missing most about him?&lt;br /&gt;His world famous super secret guacamole!!  Yes, he does make a great guac.  Here are some pictures of the baby being allowed to help with making the guac.  He only trusts the baby 'cause he can't read or write yet.  Otherwise...the secret would be out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjuSBQj-pI/AAAAAAAACgE/AoE-oLyqztc/s1600-h/P6270441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352790150472792722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjuSBQj-pI/AAAAAAAACgE/AoE-oLyqztc/s400/P6270441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjuRukAPiI/AAAAAAAACf8/wVFqnJST9BI/s1600-h/P6270442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352790145454063138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjuRukAPiI/AAAAAAAACf8/wVFqnJST9BI/s400/P6270442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjuRdK0jwI/AAAAAAAACf0/a1LL7U0BwdE/s1600-h/P6270443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352790140785037058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjuRdK0jwI/AAAAAAAACf0/a1LL7U0BwdE/s400/P6270443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that skill?  Comes from his mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjuRCjgCdI/AAAAAAAACfs/U-4sR9Iz0F4/s1600-h/P6270444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352790133640792530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjuRCjgCdI/AAAAAAAACfs/U-4sR9Iz0F4/s400/P6270444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjuQSgDHFI/AAAAAAAACfk/XWQPj1dC5hY/s1600-h/P6270446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352790120741411922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjuQSgDHFI/AAAAAAAACfk/XWQPj1dC5hY/s400/P6270446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhh...here it is.  As Paula Deen would say..."It'll make you wanna slap your mama!"...but don't do that.  Especially if she has a chip loaded with this creamy goodness.  She might slap you back - I would!&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/3193088523961203441-3817595906132958804?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/3817595906132958804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=3817595906132958804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3817595906132958804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3817595906132958804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-so-world-famous-guacamole.html' title='Not So World Famous Guacamole!...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjuSBQj-pI/AAAAAAAACgE/AoE-oLyqztc/s72-c/P6270441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-3657740401651195013</id><published>2009-06-29T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:21:24.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo hunt'/><title type='text'>Photo Hunt...FLAG</title><content type='html'>Saturday's photohunt was FLAG... I wasn't able to really get out and take great shots...However, I did see this lovely set of flags hanging in the Jack In the Box - haha.&lt;br /&gt;I know it didn't have to be the USA flag...but I'm going with it. So here are some fun flag pics that I've taken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjmjD1tl5I/AAAAAAAACfU/atq9UNdBfWk/s1600-h/P6270438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352781647130236818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjmjD1tl5I/AAAAAAAACfU/atq9UNdBfWk/s400/P6270438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were hanging in the Jack in the Box that my family and I stopped at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Skjn-fsKOII/AAAAAAAACfc/Bz-i-dghfbY/s1600-h/Rock+the+Vote+08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352783217974458498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Skjn-fsKOII/AAAAAAAACfc/Bz-i-dghfbY/s400/Rock+the+Vote+08+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were posted outside of the building when I placed my vote for the President...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Skjmi1DThhI/AAAAAAAACfM/RTLgylJPJC0/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352781643160716818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Skjmi1DThhI/AAAAAAAACfM/RTLgylJPJC0/s400/DSC00499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This flag was freshly hung for the first day of school at FBS a few years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjmihQcCYI/AAAAAAAACfE/Bv96Ci2ktAc/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352781637847091586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjmihQcCYI/AAAAAAAACfE/Bv96Ci2ktAc/s400/DSC00397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the flag flying next to Independance Hall in Philadelphia. My hubby and I went for our anniversary one year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjmiCHe0OI/AAAAAAAACe8/BQU_Fk1asxc/s1600-h/DSC00378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352781629488025826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjmiCHe0OI/AAAAAAAACe8/BQU_Fk1asxc/s400/DSC00378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is taken during the same trip as the Philadelphia one. This is at Ellis Island. I truly enjoyed going there. So much history for our country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Skjmh8O-fRI/AAAAAAAACe0/fX-d42H0_G8/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352781627908848914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Skjmh8O-fRI/AAAAAAAACe0/fX-d42H0_G8/s400/DSC00375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least. I took this from the ferry that was taking us to Ellis Island. It was looking toward the skyline and it was the first year after the attacks on 9/11. The towers were gone of course, but this flag was flying near by... &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/3193088523961203441-3657740401651195013?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/3657740401651195013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=3657740401651195013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3657740401651195013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/3657740401651195013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/06/photo-huntflag.html' title='Photo Hunt...FLAG'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkjmjD1tl5I/AAAAAAAACfU/atq9UNdBfWk/s72-c/P6270438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-5024937316183885172</id><published>2009-06-25T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:22:45.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday fill ins'/><title type='text'>Friday Fill Ins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkTna31QDxI/AAAAAAAACes/pBTocZ3ZWkU/s1600-h/5048_222904155483_612735483_7512973_6244373_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351656706072907538" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkTna31QDxI/AAAAAAAACes/pBTocZ3ZWkU/s400/5048_222904155483_612735483_7512973_6244373_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;These kids are my life.   Look at them!  Growing up so fast!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fun meme is one that I used to do and want to do more often. My answers are in bold - you can join in the fun &lt;a href="http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She had a great &lt;strong&gt;way of listening. She didn't try to get ahead of me or finish every sentence. She didn't try to have all the answers. She didn't agree with everything. She didn't try to "fix" everything. She just listened. A true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;My Abba Father&lt;/strong&gt; is by my side, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I know this: &lt;strong&gt;I am blessed beyond measure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;I really need to learn to be&lt;/strong&gt; still.&lt;strong&gt; There are times when you just need to &lt;em&gt;rest&lt;/em&gt;. Rest from everything. At night, I have a hard time shutting down. If it's not physically, then it's mentally. It takes me forever to fall asleep because I am thinking and planning a million different things. Lately, I have been meditating on a verse or thought from my quiet time and that has helped.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. These words apply to me: &lt;strong&gt;I am loved. I am blessed. I am surrounded by people that care about me and I care about them. THINGS do not matter. Being perfect is over rated. I am an artist. I am a believer. I cry easily. I love to laugh. A lot. I want people to like me. I will not compromise my beliefs for someone to like me. I want to be a friend to everyone, especially those that most others "write off". I am married to my best friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;This morning&lt;/strong&gt; the sun was shining&lt;strong&gt;, the birds were singing, the air actually smelled good and I knew it was going to be a great day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;strong&gt;spending time with my favorite people - my family&lt;/strong&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;strong&gt;helping out with school registration &lt;/strong&gt;and Sunday, I want to &lt;strong&gt;be surrounded by some of my other favorite people - my church family&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-5024937316183885172?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/5024937316183885172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=5024937316183885172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5024937316183885172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5024937316183885172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-fill-ins.html' title='Friday Fill Ins...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkTna31QDxI/AAAAAAAACes/pBTocZ3ZWkU/s72-c/5048_222904155483_612735483_7512973_6244373_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1104464879910878565</id><published>2009-06-23T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T09:22:35.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='following Christ'/><title type='text'>Summertime and some thoughts on Prayer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkJEBc5suKI/AAAAAAAACec/1-P9QTpOAbM/s1600-h/a-prayer-for-times-like-these%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkJEBc5suKI/AAAAAAAACec/1-P9QTpOAbM/s400/a-prayer-for-times-like-these%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350914098998327458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. So, I thought I'd have all sorts of time to blog and read blogs and basically lay around eating bon-bons all day once school got out, but it's been quite the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have discovered something that I really like for my sweet tooth, but it's not bon-bons. It's Chocolate Meringues from Trader Joe's. Oh.my.goodness. These aren't the mini ones either. These are white with a sprinkling of cocoa powder on the top. They are a smooth oval shape - oh! and they've got little mini chocolate chips in them. They've got this great snap to 'em and then they just melt in your mouth. Not too sweet and even better when you're having coffee...yum...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, where was I?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes. My blog.&lt;br /&gt;Poor neglected friends.&lt;br /&gt;I expected to come and find no followers left.&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been deep in thought about a lot of things. I actually have been writing a lot. Here and there. Little snippets some times. Scribbled in a journal, on my pocket calendar, on 3x5 cards that I always have... Then there's the deeper writing that just comes out in a mumble jumble. Those are in my journals and in my prayer/devotion journals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of prayer. I've thought a lot about what I believe about praying ever since I read a &lt;a href="http://blog.beliefnet.com/theirbadmother/2009/05/a-prayer-before-dying.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; written by someone who basically said that she did not believe in Intercessory Prayer.  This is prayer where you are asking God to intercede or change a certain circumstances outcome or a prayer for others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 4:14-16~"14Seeing then that we have a great high priest, that is passed into the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold fast our profession.&lt;br /&gt; 15For we have not an high priest which cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin.&lt;br /&gt; 16Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read this post I realized then, that she and I must not believe in the same God. &lt;br /&gt;I believe in a God that is loving and forgiving that wants to intercede.  I believe that our Heavenly Father sees the whole picture and will work His will.  I believe, by faith, that it will be for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romans 8:28~And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse does not mean that the outcome of every situation will be good, but it tells us that all things work TOGETHER for good.  There's nothing good about losing a loved one, but it's especially hard to understand when it is something sudden or in the case of a friend, her 4 year old boy that was diagnosed with Neuroblastoma and died 55 days later.  Doesn't seem fair, doesn't seem right.  Hundreds of thousands prayed for that young boy - including myself.  When we saw that he was fading, I'll be honest, my faith did falter.  I am a mother of 4 children.  I couldn't understand why this was happening.  Then I learned of Suzanne's words ... after praying and crying and wishing and hoping... only several hours before Josiah's passing, she felt the Peace of Abba Father surround her and she knew her son was going to be gone that day.&lt;br /&gt;Did it make it easier to understand?  Absolutely not.  Did it make it any easier to accept?  Maybe just a little.  Who can know why one person is healed and not another?  Who can know what God is sparing that child in the future?  We don't know.  He does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God does not always promise healing, but He does promise grace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James 4:6a "But He giveth more grace..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it funny that so many people are comfortable with wishing someone "good thoughts", or offering "peace", yet they can only do it if they leave God out of it.  There are people that like to meditate, but they feel that prayer is a waste of time.  I have known people that are okay with doing mantras or chants for meditation or yoga, but they don't understand my need to go in prayer to my God.  The difference is they are speaking to themselves and I am speaking to the Holy Spirit.  I don't believe in myself alone, I believe that I can do all things &lt;strong&gt;through Christ. (Philippians 4:13)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our God created us all, but He created us with the ability to make our own choices.  That right there shows me true love.  True love is not about forcing someone to do something.  He could have created us to be like robots, to do His every wish and command, but He did not.  Just like a loving parent knows that in order for a child to grow and mature, they have to learn to make choices.  Sometimes those choices lead us down the wrong path and we are faced with very hard consequences.  Does this mean that the parent was wrong or does not care about their child?  Absolutely not.  However, at this point, a good parent should try to offer help and direction (once again) to that child.  The parent should love and support that child, but ultimately, it is still up to that child to chose right.  That is how it is with God. &lt;br /&gt;Can a parent give the child everything he asks for?  No.  Would it be right?  No.  Why would a parent not give the child everything he asks for?  The child may not need it, it may not be the right time for something, it may not be good for the child, he may need to learn patience.  Does a parent sometimes change their mind because of the pleading child?  Yes.  Why would a parent change their mind?  Because although it may not be "best", it may be okay.  The parent may finally "give in" to teach the child a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;So pray.  Pray without ceasing.  (&lt;strong&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:17&lt;/strong&gt;) It gives us hope.  It teaches us.  It helps us to take our thoughts off of ourselves and to put our thoughts on others.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that you can hope and pray.  There are many Bible examples of how God did intervene and there are some examples of how He allowed things to happen as they were - and there was a reason for it all.  You call it fate or destiny - I call it God's will.&lt;br /&gt;I'll save some thoughts for another post!  Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Prayer is not an old woman’s idle amusement. Properly understood and applied, it is the most potent instrument of action.” —Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1104464879910878565?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1104464879910878565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1104464879910878565' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1104464879910878565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1104464879910878565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/06/summertime-and-some-thoughts-on-prayer.html' title='Summertime and some thoughts on Prayer...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SkJEBc5suKI/AAAAAAAACec/1-P9QTpOAbM/s72-c/a-prayer-for-times-like-these%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-1461518668426520589</id><published>2009-06-15T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:03:29.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='s&apos;mores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 on 12 challenge'/><title type='text'>June's 12 of 12...Perfect Day!</title><content type='html'>Guess what, friends?  I remembered to take pictures on the 12th this time for &lt;a href="http://www.twelve-of-twelve.blogspot.com/"&gt;12 of 12&lt;/a&gt;!  LOL    I am going to give you a glimpse into our day...but in reverse.  How's that sound?  Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ3CEhYdjI/AAAAAAAACeU/CWFinN8XwmU/s1600-h/P6120370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347592485006243378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ3CEhYdjI/AAAAAAAACeU/CWFinN8XwmU/s400/P6120370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Hannah...up close and personal.  Loving the s'mores, but who wouldn't right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ3BzCWFxI/AAAAAAAACeM/WhSjfYh7sKc/s1600-h/P6120368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347592480312661778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ3BzCWFxI/AAAAAAAACeM/WhSjfYh7sKc/s400/P6120368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi prefers to just eat the marshmallow straight from the stick.  Nothing wrong with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ2rYPgmuI/AAAAAAAACeE/fodBOx1Vgvk/s1600-h/P6120364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347592095162997474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ2rYPgmuI/AAAAAAAACeE/fodBOx1Vgvk/s400/P6120364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are craving a s'more right now! LOL  Don't forget &lt;a href="http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-brother-its-jonas-brothersagain.html"&gt;this option &lt;/a&gt;that we also like to do.  It's especially yummy for you peanut butter lovers!  Just get past the Jo Bros in the post and you'll see what I'm talking about. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ2q-kofGI/AAAAAAAACd8/EunU83MfkmY/s1600-h/P6120356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347592088272272482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ2q-kofGI/AAAAAAAACd8/EunU83MfkmY/s400/P6120356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what this beautiful spread is for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ2qHUthfI/AAAAAAAACd0/xo3vSCYzcIY/s1600-h/P6120355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347592073441543666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ2qHUthfI/AAAAAAAACd0/xo3vSCYzcIY/s400/P6120355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.  You got it right.  See, I won a Family Movie Night package from another blog (I will post the link later) and I decided to make a whole night of it.  So, we started out with grilled burgers, homemade fries...then we watched Mall Cop while munching on all the goodies that were included in the box.  All the movie junk you can think of like popcorn, Dots, Jelly Beans, Gobstoppers, Swedish Fish, Skittles...yeah.  It goes on.  I told the kids to take it easy, because they'd have their own personal sugar "hangover" the next day.  Of course they have no idea what a hangover is, so I just told them they'd have gut rot. hahahaha!  They did pretty good and showed SOME restraint, but at the end of the night they wanted S'mores.  Each had one and it was so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ2p6MOQMI/AAAAAAAACds/EnKGyCXRpZ4/s1600-h/P6120353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347592069916278978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ2p6MOQMI/AAAAAAAACds/EnKGyCXRpZ4/s400/P6120353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped at my local Trader Joe's.  I love Trader Joe's.  Bought some great hummus in there.  I've just been introduced to it by a friend who bought some at a Farmer's Market.  I am hooked.  Yes, I know there are some really good hummus's...hummuses...hummusi???  Oh, my word.  How do you plural that word???  Anyway, I know there's some good stuff out there, but I am a beginner, so it all tastes good right now.  =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ2pl_RBMI/AAAAAAAACdk/NtRvwcyAuNg/s1600-h/P6120351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347592064493225154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ2pl_RBMI/AAAAAAAACdk/NtRvwcyAuNg/s400/P6120351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a picture of this outside of TJ's.  What are they called again?  Lea, Shirley, Lee?  Help.  I just know that they are puuuuuurty. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ1WOURRPI/AAAAAAAACdc/NH2ivuWOwng/s1600-h/P6120342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347590632209728754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ1WOURRPI/AAAAAAAACdc/NH2ivuWOwng/s400/P6120342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my ferocious dog, Oso.  Okay, he might not be ferocious, but he is tough.  He ate a whole baby opposum the other day.  Yup.  He's a nasty, wild dog.  Very gentle with the kids and me though.  He's just protective of his space.  He is a jack russel/chihuahua but he thinks he's a bigger dog.  He bares his teeth to the pit bulls and rottweilers like he's as big as they are.  They usually leave him alone.  They probably know that he's nuts. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ1V_dgFNI/AAAAAAAACdU/YKdAQ3WJTNg/s1600-h/P6120341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347590628221916370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ1V_dgFNI/AAAAAAAACdU/YKdAQ3WJTNg/s400/P6120341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is called a bougainvillea, but who in the world knows if that's spelled correctly?  We have this bush and another one that is a little more purple.  They are beautiful, but very prickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ1VRuldII/AAAAAAAACdM/kiLq9ylp1KI/s1600-h/P6120339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347590615945540738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ1VRuldII/AAAAAAAACdM/kiLq9ylp1KI/s400/P6120339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool guy came today.  It is nice to have someone who knows what he's doing come once a week to take care of this.  Too cold to swim these last few days, but nice to know it's ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ1VL--ayI/AAAAAAAACdE/iRID-Rfi-Jo/s1600-h/P6120338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347590614403672866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ1VL--ayI/AAAAAAAACdE/iRID-Rfi-Jo/s400/P6120338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco and I decided to cut off the cable and that means that we don't even get regular t.v.  We just felt we were paying waaaaaaaaaaay too much and we didn't care for most of the shows anyway.  We loved watching the cooking, decorating, learning channels and of course I had to watch The Office every week....but we can do that on the computer if we need to.  I am hoping this will help the kids choose better things to do with their time like read, create, imagine... =]  We do have an old collection of VHS tapes and the kids just discovered some oldies, but goodies and I told them they could watch one.  Funny how it's brand new to the little ones.  I think they were watching Blues Clues here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ1U8wjvjI/AAAAAAAACc8/JIQ1UXYZW7Q/s1600-h/P6120319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347590610316672562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ1U8wjvjI/AAAAAAAACc8/JIQ1UXYZW7Q/s400/P6120319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning up this morning, we went to the park to play.  It was great to have the park to ourselves for a little while.  We beat the afternoon rush and played for a long time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an over-all great day.  I love summer with it's flexible schedule and great weather.  Who knows what July 12th will have in store for us?  Check back and see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-1461518668426520589?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/1461518668426520589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=1461518668426520589' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1461518668426520589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/1461518668426520589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/06/junes-12-of-12perfect-day.html' title='June&apos;s 12 of 12...Perfect Day!'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjZ3CEhYdjI/AAAAAAAACeU/CWFinN8XwmU/s72-c/P6120370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-5774344216781399163</id><published>2009-06-11T07:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T07:37:30.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retreat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>I've been MIA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjETpBNfwTI/AAAAAAAACbA/XDiYL3rlOhk/s1600-h/P6060248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346075828086096178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjETpBNfwTI/AAAAAAAACbA/XDiYL3rlOhk/s400/P6060248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello friends! Really? Where has the time gone? I can't believe I allowed so much time to pass since my last post! It's not that I haven't thought about my blog...I really have. I've even written several posts in my journal. I just need to get it on here. I have been reading you all here and there as well, just not as often as I normally do. That last week of school and then graduations, retreats... Yes! I said retreat!...well, it just got very busy.&lt;br /&gt;I recently went on a retreat that lasted from Thursday to Sunday!! It was up in Big Bear and it was with a group of ladies from a Scrapbooking Message board. I had met a few of the ladies before, but at the end of the retreat, was glad for a small group where we could all get to know each other.  (All my pictures are uploaded on my Facebook photo albums)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjETpW0jxpI/AAAAAAAACbI/MywD3f1k538/s1600-h/P6060258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346075833887082130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjETpW0jxpI/AAAAAAAACbI/MywD3f1k538/s400/P6060258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was I inspired by the pages and work that I saw, I was also refreshed and rejuvinated by being away. It was so beautiful there. We stayed in a very shabby chic retreat house that was decked out in a very cheery Cherry theme.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjEV61FBexI/AAAAAAAACbY/V9YMdyaaSis/s1600-h/P6040197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346078333090233106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjEV61FBexI/AAAAAAAACbY/V9YMdyaaSis/s400/P6040197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great beds and plenty of room to get my scrap on! We laughed hard, ate well and just enjoyed each others company. No drama, no cat fights, no jr. high antics...yes, I've seen all of this at other retreats...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjEV7P0uJVI/AAAAAAAACbg/xfPiRuTt9T0/s1600-h/P6060235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346078340269614418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjEV7P0uJVI/AAAAAAAACbg/xfPiRuTt9T0/s400/P6060235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem I did have up there was the altitude and dryness. My nose bled a couple of times and I fought head aches every day. I wore Sea Bands for the first time and they helped going up. I did not feel sick at all!&lt;br /&gt;On the way down was a different story. As we were packing the car to leave, I manage to crap my noggin on the trunk of a friend's car. Didn't even know until I got home that I actually had a cut and was bleeding. Anyway, the drive down started out fine, but just got yucky. I was so sick.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well. Still worth it. I had a wonderful time away to enjoy the quiet and to appreciate my kids and husband. I was so thankful that I could go away like that and not worry or feel guilty that I was gone. They took care of each other and took care of things at home. They really are the best!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have a few "projects" that I'm working on and a full schedule as usual. I've got a graduation to attend this evening. I am making chicken taquitos (lots of them) to take to the celebration party, I am doing a wedding album for someone, favors for someone else's wedding and somewhere in there, completing Etsy orders and getting some things cleaned up and organized here at home.&lt;br /&gt;The kids are in full "summer mode" and are enjoying the slower paced days. I'll be back later to share some "deeper" thoughts. Just wanted to stop in and touch base. =] &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjETphuu-7I/AAAAAAAACbQ/B4IWkSYrOEk/s1600-h/P6060264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346075836815440818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjETphuu-7I/AAAAAAAACbQ/B4IWkSYrOEk/s400/P6060264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-5774344216781399163?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/5774344216781399163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=5774344216781399163' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5774344216781399163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5774344216781399163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-been-mia.html' title='I&apos;ve been MIA...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SjETpBNfwTI/AAAAAAAACbA/XDiYL3rlOhk/s72-c/P6060248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-5651117531909688753</id><published>2009-05-25T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:16:41.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PIF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lydia Jar'/><title type='text'>Your PURPLE is showing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsZu5KArdI/AAAAAAAACZ8/xZCsNMvkze8/s1600-h/P5250148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339890076585340370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsZu5KArdI/AAAAAAAACZ8/xZCsNMvkze8/s400/P5250148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a friend through this bloggy world. I know the good Lord let our paths cross. I was reading over at &lt;a href="http://www.internetcafedevotions.com/"&gt;Internet Cafe Devotions &lt;/a&gt;and I came across a devotion entitled &lt;a href="http://www.internetcafedevotions.com/2008/10/lydia-jar.html"&gt;The Lydia Jar&lt;/a&gt;. It was written by a guest writer named Lea. The article told how her ministry and life were begining to turn purple. It noted that she had a blog, so after reading the article and being inspired, I followed the link to &lt;a href="http://shabbyoldepottingshed.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Shabby Olde Potting Shed&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It has become one of my favorite daily reads. This lady is real. She is down to earth, but more importantly, she loves the Lord and is not afraid to tell you about it. She is also a very talented artist. She has an eye for all things vintage, shabby and chic.&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago, she offered up a RAK (Random Act of Kindness) or PIF (Pay It Forward) - I was to be a recipient of something hand-made from her. I couldn't wait!&lt;br /&gt;One day, I came to my door and there was a huge, flat-rate, priority mail box at my front door. I got so excited! Who doesn't love getting mail?&lt;br /&gt;The box fun stickers and verses written on it. It was so heavy! What could it be??&lt;br /&gt;When I opened it, I was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsghPTg18I/AAAAAAAACaM/BLo2wCGDA0c/s1600-h/P5060446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339897538594002882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsghPTg18I/AAAAAAAACaM/BLo2wCGDA0c/s400/P5060446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my girls and I first saw when we opened the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsghRDYtpI/AAAAAAAACaU/ef1KhxY3fzE/s1600-h/P5060447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339897539063232146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsghRDYtpI/AAAAAAAACaU/ef1KhxY3fzE/s400/P5060447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's everything opened, but put back in the box.&lt;br /&gt;She wrote me a letter, which I started reading before pulling the box apart.  She noted that she meant to just send me the beautiful necklace that you see in the first picture, then she felt like the Lord told her to send me the Lydia Jar (oh, my word!!).  Was I reading this right?  I could not believe that I was going to be the owner of a real Lydia Jar.  She went on to tell me a little about the things that she chose to include in the jar, the history or the reasoning behind each choice.  THEN she claims that her craft room exploded into the box!  Hahaha!  She made me laugh and certainly left me smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Not only did she make my day with such a generous box, but she inspired me in a very special way.  I had recently blogged about some feelings that I had been struggling with.  My dear friend knew how to get right to my heart and included the scrabble tiles you see in the picture below.  She even made the adorable birdie pincushion (how did she know that birds were my new obsession?). LOL  She also sent me the beautiful card...told you she was talented!!  How about the bottle of pearls and mica?  What do you think suppose I should make with those?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsXrVGnFJI/AAAAAAAACZU/kW9f5CgeYxw/s1600-h/P5240142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339887816344540306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsXrVGnFJI/AAAAAAAACZU/kW9f5CgeYxw/s400/P5240142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the rest of it all spread out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsXrj89MgI/AAAAAAAACZc/7Nh__yU627U/s1600-h/P5240146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339887820330578434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsXrj89MgI/AAAAAAAACZc/7Nh__yU627U/s400/P5240146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A bunch of vintage ephemera...love the pages from the old hymnal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsZvBZfwtI/AAAAAAAACaE/02Xg4TjHlMs/s1600-h/P5240144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339890078797775570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsZvBZfwtI/AAAAAAAACaE/02Xg4TjHlMs/s400/P5240144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least...MY Lydia Jar.  Please, please go on over and read the story behind it.  I am sure that it will inspire you to be the type of person that wants to let your purple show - just like Lea!  Thank you my friend.  I am sure that I will continue to find all kinds of treasure and inspiration as I look through these things in my quest to create!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsZuhwDCMI/AAAAAAAACZ0/pMtMyqNPtw0/s1600-h/P5240147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339890070302427330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsZuhwDCMI/AAAAAAAACZ0/pMtMyqNPtw0/s400/P5240147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Proverbss 27:17 "Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend."&lt;/span&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/3193088523961203441-5651117531909688753?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/5651117531909688753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=5651117531909688753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5651117531909688753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/5651117531909688753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/05/your-purple-is-showing.html' title='Your PURPLE is showing...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShsZu5KArdI/AAAAAAAACZ8/xZCsNMvkze8/s72-c/P5250148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-108573273678062755</id><published>2009-05-22T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:57:39.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fortune cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Good fortune...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShbkU2eBXHI/AAAAAAAACYs/o-Pe-L-50uA/s1600-h/il_430xN.71345518%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338705455164251250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShbkU2eBXHI/AAAAAAAACYs/o-Pe-L-50uA/s400/il_430xN.71345518%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture from Etsy - &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=25231866&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_17&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=fortune+cookie&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=2&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;Handmade Soap&lt;/a&gt; Arent' they adorable? This seller has the most unique stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Chinese food and I really enjoy reading my fortune at the end of the meal. They usually make my family and I laugh because they are so random AND general. We like them for fun anyway and try to guess who the "mystery person" will be that is foretold to enter our life, or where the "new riches" will come from that have just been promised...&lt;br /&gt;So the other night we were at a nice, little buffet that we enjoy and this is what my fortune said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"We are continually faced by great opportunities brilliantly disguised as insoluble problems."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that! It is so true. The hard part is to keep the faith in times of trial long enough to see it as an opportunity. Things often happen that are out of control and we can not change. We might as well make the best of the situation and look at it as an opportunity instead of a set back.&lt;br /&gt;What "problems" have you had to face? Is there any way that you could look at it as an opportunity? I hope you can. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-108573273678062755?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/108573273678062755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=108573273678062755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/108573273678062755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/108573273678062755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-fortune.html' title='Good fortune...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShbkU2eBXHI/AAAAAAAACYs/o-Pe-L-50uA/s72-c/il_430xN.71345518%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-9122882545735904239</id><published>2009-05-19T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:27:56.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storms'/><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShLV8bvgR_I/AAAAAAAACYc/7hMNv2B0Ej0/s1600-h/dark_storm%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337563742603331570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShLV8bvgR_I/AAAAAAAACYc/7hMNv2B0Ej0/s400/dark_storm%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about a momma who is laying as close as she can to her little boy. He is only 4. About 60 days ago, they found out he was sick. Their whole world had to stop. We prayed, we cried, we fasted, we thought good thoughts, but it seems that today may be the day he will finally be at rest.&lt;br /&gt;I am not at rest at all. I am beside myself with tears that are hot and will not go away. I mean - they stop. I gather myself and compose myself - only to have them return. I just can't imagine the pain. I just can't wrap my head around the hurt and loss.&lt;br /&gt;I have faith, I had faith and I will continue to believe, but I can not understand. I know that we are not meant to understand it all, but this? Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;I am turning to my blog to just write.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is heavy.&lt;br /&gt;To come and let out a big SCREAMMMMMMMM!&lt;br /&gt;To cry.&lt;br /&gt;To question.&lt;br /&gt;To be angry.&lt;br /&gt;to trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-9122882545735904239?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/9122882545735904239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=9122882545735904239' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/9122882545735904239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/9122882545735904239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/05/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShLV8bvgR_I/AAAAAAAACYc/7hMNv2B0Ej0/s72-c/dark_storm%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-2881021104763919028</id><published>2009-05-17T23:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:04:46.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo hunt'/><title type='text'>Photo Hunt...PAINTED...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShEHpCQsc5I/AAAAAAAACYM/VTXmMvEt07U/s1600-h/P4110220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337055434973672338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShEHpCQsc5I/AAAAAAAACYM/VTXmMvEt07U/s400/P4110220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShEHVRsSFoI/AAAAAAAACYE/APNxyk-Bnxs/s1600-h/P4110218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337055095518533250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShEHVRsSFoI/AAAAAAAACYE/APNxyk-Bnxs/s400/P4110218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past Easter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShEHVMYLwOI/AAAAAAAACX8/Ac9ugrWo53s/s1600-h/P5130563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337055094092054754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShEHVMYLwOI/AAAAAAAACX8/Ac9ugrWo53s/s400/P5130563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShEIJAED0pI/AAAAAAAACYU/3yDv897RNLQ/s1600-h/P5130562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337055984139621010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShEIJAED0pI/AAAAAAAACYU/3yDv897RNLQ/s400/P5130562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week. My daughter had to do a book report and shadow box. I helped with the gold stickles, but she painted it in and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click on the PHOTO HUNT tag in my sidebar to take part in future challenges.&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/3193088523961203441-2881021104763919028?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/2881021104763919028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=2881021104763919028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2881021104763919028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2881021104763919028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/05/photo-huntpainted.html' title='Photo Hunt...PAINTED...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/ShEHpCQsc5I/AAAAAAAACYM/VTXmMvEt07U/s72-c/P4110220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-7234282483718227758</id><published>2009-05-13T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:27:54.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12 on 12 challenge'/><title type='text'>(Not so) 12 of 12 in May...</title><content type='html'>So...sometime last night around 7:30 or so I get an email reminding me to get ready for May's 12 of 12!! Yeah! I love 12 of 12. You take pictures all day on the 12th and then pick just 12 of the ones you think best represent your day or whatever...but, it was already the 12th...and it was almost over! AAAAAAAAAAAAAACKKKKKK! No way! I ran (clicked quickly) over to &lt;a href="http://shirley319.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shirley's&lt;/a&gt; blog. Nope. No 12 of 12 yet. Scurried (clicked even faster) over to &lt;a href="http://l2l-lemons2lemonade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lee's&lt;/a&gt; blog. Yup. Missed it. Hers was up. It's not like the calendar was lying, but maybe I was thinking if we all missed it, we could have a do-over. =] Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;I have a better idea! How about 15 on the 14th, but they were taken during the whole month of May. How's that? Good? I thought so. Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;Some pics may be a repeat for my Facebook friends. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvBGKXgvrI/AAAAAAAACXM/eiPZgbhLogY/s1600-h/P5020380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335570495156829874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvBGKXgvrI/AAAAAAAACXM/eiPZgbhLogY/s400/P5020380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke at a ladies conference and they had a Hawaiian theme going on. This is me with my youngest daughter, Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvBFg8RT4I/AAAAAAAACW8/riTVRufhGfA/s1600-h/P5130579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335570484036718466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvBFg8RT4I/AAAAAAAACW8/riTVRufhGfA/s400/P5130579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on decorations for my ladies banquet this Saturday. I've decided the theme would be "Bless our nest" and now I'm afraid that I've become obsessed with nests, birdcages, and speckled eggs. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvBFbCLH-I/AAAAAAAACW0/RTtdCJEk-Vg/s1600-h/P5130574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335570482450866146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvBFbCLH-I/AAAAAAAACW0/RTtdCJEk-Vg/s400/P5130574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in our school yard taking care of some business on the phone and I was standing right next to this tree for about 10 minutes before I noticed something strange going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvBFKyD_DI/AAAAAAAACWs/e_wqwZ3RtoE/s1600-h/P5130573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335570478088322098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvBFKyD_DI/AAAAAAAACWs/e_wqwZ3RtoE/s400/P5130573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like Stonehenge...but not. hahaha! Seems like the kids have quite the artistic eye. I love this sculpture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvAFtpDioI/AAAAAAAACWk/sSqQICY66Yo/s1600-h/P5130563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335569387934157442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvAFtpDioI/AAAAAAAACWk/sSqQICY66Yo/s400/P5130563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter Taryn and I worked on this fun project just last night. She did a book report on Treasure Island. She had a written report due, as well as this shadow box. She did everything but the Stickles (glitter glue) - that was a bit too tricky for her. Great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvAFTos4cI/AAAAAAAACWc/Uh87VrOBnlQ/s1600-h/P5130562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335569380953350594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvAFTos4cI/AAAAAAAACWc/Uh87VrOBnlQ/s400/P5130562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the pirate scene inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvAFK-mMDI/AAAAAAAACWU/nUL06oW99NQ/s1600-h/P5120560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335569378629267506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvAFK-mMDI/AAAAAAAACWU/nUL06oW99NQ/s400/P5120560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was this morning, but this is a regular scene. The two are really close. I love that! He was asleep, but I guess I was too loud. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvAEwTr9_I/AAAAAAAACWM/gHOxZkiOfc0/s1600-h/P5090537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335569371469969394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvAEwTr9_I/AAAAAAAACWM/gHOxZkiOfc0/s400/P5090537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest daughter, Hannah, will be graduating from 8th grade on the 21st. I can't believe how time flies! We went over to the Historical Mission Inn in Riverside to take some pictures with her class. She attends a small Christian school and the classes were a little small this year. Better for us. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvAEm712WI/AAAAAAAACWE/pSo45xz3i40/s1600-h/P5060441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335569368954034530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvAEm712WI/AAAAAAAACWE/pSo45xz3i40/s400/P5060441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear friends, Robert and Lorany, have just been blessed with their first child. I blogged about their &lt;a href="http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2007/10/wedding.html"&gt;wedding&lt;/a&gt; almost 2 years ago. They are like family and we are so happy for them and so happy to meet Joshua Isaac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sgu_NVHYrMI/AAAAAAAACV8/DNNEdhDRq0s/s1600-h/P5040401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335568419277810882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sgu_NVHYrMI/AAAAAAAACV8/DNNEdhDRq0s/s400/P5040401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco finally got a "barber shop" haircut. The day I was out speaking at the ladies conference, my hubby took him to the shop to get a haircut. I was sad at first, but I love it now. He just doesn't look like a baby anymore does he? Well, he WILL be 2 this end of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sgu_NHnJJFI/AAAAAAAACV0/h8sRls7ziwU/s1600-h/marcotree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335568415652914258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sgu_NHnJJFI/AAAAAAAACV0/h8sRls7ziwU/s400/marcotree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sgu_NLjoL2I/AAAAAAAACVs/APDFlTzE-J4/s1600-h/marcogate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335568416711913314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sgu_NLjoL2I/AAAAAAAACVs/APDFlTzE-J4/s400/marcogate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this one. He is calling our dog to come to the gate. "Osooooooooo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sgu_M2ErnfI/AAAAAAAACVk/J11x8vo8P7o/s1600-h/grouponroof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335568410944970226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sgu_M2ErnfI/AAAAAAAACVk/J11x8vo8P7o/s400/grouponroof.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is her class. She's the second girl. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sgu_MnWfh4I/AAAAAAAACVc/5mKYtU2o6TA/s1600-h/hannahblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335568406993143682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/Sgu_MnWfh4I/AAAAAAAACVc/5mKYtU2o6TA/s400/hannahblue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants to get her hair cut in an "A-line" bob - kind of like mine, I guess. I don't know... I also just took her to get her eyebrows waxed for the first time today. (no picture posted yet) It went pretty well. You can see that she has a scar above her left eye. She got them waxed so that they are not too thin or unnatural, but you can't really tell she has that scar. She has to keep it up with her own money, so we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvBFxRpcVI/AAAAAAAACXE/soNU7l_Sztw/s1600-h/P5090536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335570488421347666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvBFxRpcVI/AAAAAAAACXE/soNU7l_Sztw/s400/P5090536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more with the class. This would've been great if I really knew what I was doing to get the "full effect". One day, I would love to take some photography classes. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you go. I hope you enjoyed your visit. Come again when you can stay longer and I'll put on some coffee or tea for you! Only one week left of school and then I am gonna PLAY and you are going to hear all about it!! =]&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-7234282483718227758?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/7234282483718227758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=7234282483718227758' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/7234282483718227758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/7234282483718227758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-so-12-of-12-in-may.html' title='(Not so) 12 of 12 in May...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgvBGKXgvrI/AAAAAAAACXM/eiPZgbhLogY/s72-c/P5020380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-2643753582306860635</id><published>2009-05-11T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:53:14.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marco joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drums'/><title type='text'>My little drummer boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3rkCteoEn5s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3rkCteoEn5s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco is happiest when he is able to make some noise! His favorite way to make noise is on the drums. Watch his face. He is so serious about this. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3193088523961203441-2643753582306860635?l=midnitescrapper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/feeds/2643753582306860635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3193088523961203441&amp;postID=2643753582306860635' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2643753582306860635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3193088523961203441/posts/default/2643753582306860635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://midnitescrapper.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-little-drummer-boy.html' title='My little drummer boy...'/><author><name>Sherry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/TT5TQxOFcPI/AAAAAAAADsA/v9XMD4n93oY/s220/3150_195578625483_612735483_6849843_476375_n%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3193088523961203441.post-6308012435762584146</id><published>2009-05-09T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:03:49.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOCUS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Speaking of contentment and happiness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgY1jCi9WVI/AAAAAAAACVU/_U7I0yDvxVg/s1600-h/happiness%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334009684762122578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4LhA2AxbGE/SgY1jCi9WVI/AAAAAAAACVU/_U7I0yDvxVg/s400/happiness%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever been to Disneyland or even ever heard of it, you've probably heard that it's known as the "happiest place on earth". Well, have you ever wondered where the happiest people really live? Have you ever wondered what truly makes people happy? Well, I read &lt;a href="http://travel.yahoo.com/p-interests-27761674;_ylc=X3oDMTFzODRwOWZjBF9TAzI3MTYxNDkEX3MDMjcxOTQ4MQRzZWMDZnAtdG9kYXltb2QEc2xrA2hhcHB5cGxhY2VzLTUtOS0wOQ--"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; article featured today on the front of my Yahoo! and I think you may enjoy reading it as well.&lt;br /&gt;The article is called the &lt;a href="http://travel.yahoo.com/p-interests-27761674;_ylc=X3oDMTFzODRwOWZjBF9TAzI3MTYxNDkEX3MDMjcxOTQ4MQRzZWMDZnAtdG9kYXltb2QEc2xrA2hhcHB5cGxhY2VzLTUtOS0wOQ--"&gt;World's Happiest Places &lt;/a&gt;and "the report looked at subjective well-being, defined as life satisfaction. Did people feel like their lives were dominated by positive experiences and feelings, or negative ones?"&lt;br /&gt;Also taken from the article:&lt;br /&gt;"Some sample questions: Did you enjoy something you did yesterday? Were you proud of something you did yesterday? Did you learn something yesterday? Were you treated with respect yesterday? In each country, a representative sample of no more than 1,000 people, age 15 or older, were surveyed."&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will let you read the article for yourself, but ha
