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Experience" /><category term="Matthew 7:13-20" /><category term="I am me" /><category term="I Love Andy" /><category term="InTouch" /><category term="cram" /><category term="Who I Am" /><title>because i am who i am</title><subtitle type="html">I'm a firm believer in being who you are as an individual.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" 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scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Buddy the ELF" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas" /><title>ELF</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Alright, I'm incredibly late on this post (wrote this down in early December), but it's about my favorite movie and I have to post! Have you ever seen &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elf_(film)"&gt;Elf&lt;/a&gt;? Well, if you haven't, it's the BEST MOVIE EVER! Watch it! We watch it several times a year at our house; not necessarily at Christmas. I compiled my top 5 favorite quotes from the movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. The best way to spread Christmas Cheer, is singing loud for all to hear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. Does someone need a hug????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. I just like to smile. Smiling's my favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. Do you want to go eat food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;5. Buddy the Elf. What's your favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Four years ago today, I detached myself from a habit I thought I was unable to live without. I was a complete mess and so was my life. I'm not saying it was easy. In the beginning, it certainly wasn't easy at all; &amp;nbsp;but I'm proof that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am openly honest about my former drug addiction and I have no desire to be otherwise. If you're interested in judging, that's you and Your Walk. I am completely comfortable with who I am, who I was and who I strive to be. I always say this because it's true:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If I'd not been there, I wouldn't be here. That's my motto, I guess you'd say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Honesty is an important step for my recovery. I'm not exactly sure how the 12 steps work, but my steps have been honesty and support from those I love. Unfortunately, along my way there have been looks of disbelief and judgement; which I'm sure happens to everyone to who makes a change in their lives. For some reason, people tend to judge that that they do not understand or are unwilling to remove from their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wish I could wrap my arms around every one that experiences this pain in their life and tell them, it gets better. It gets easier. It gets glorious!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I want so badly to be a recovery advocate. I want to shout my story from the rooftops and help those that need it. Sadly, I know from my own recovery, you have to have the "want to" before anything changes. I struggled with drug and alcohol addiction in some form or another from 15 years old. I am now 32 years old and completely drug and alcohol free! So, when i say life is glorious, that's an understatement.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If you read this and have any suggestions on how I may go about being a recovery advocate, please feel free to comment here. Also, feel free to share this publicly or privately to anyone you feel may need to hear this! SUPPORT IS KEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--aDQEh71jsY/Tv_QkLKMxdI/AAAAAAAAATw/BHVqVNkY6c0/s1600/Grateful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--aDQEh71jsY/Tv_QkLKMxdI/AAAAAAAAATw/BHVqVNkY6c0/s400/Grateful.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Owen's snoozing soundly in bed and it's time to relax and reflect on this beautiful year that I have been blessed to have. I am certain this year has been superb due to my walk with Christ. I have put forth more effort during 2011 than I have my whole life towards choosing good and living that way. Sure, I fail sometimes. Don't we all? Yes, we do. Whether you choose to admit it to yourself or not, we all do fail sometimes in our walk. The great part is, everything is a learning experience and we can all do differently when faced with the same situation in the future.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have made a conscious effort to do many things this year including:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Detaching myself from a crutch I've somehow formed since I was 15 years old --- alcohol. Today makes one year without it and I've only had the urge once; back in August (needless to say, I fought the urge and won). The only other time in my life that I've been without alcohol for this long was during pregnancy/nursing, which wasn't a problem at all because I had too. This time, however, I had no reason to quit other than the fact that I no longer wanted it in my life. That's a good feeling of accomplishment and very much progress for me in my life, here on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eliminating venomous relationships and/or people from my life; no matter what the immediate cost. I'm sure this sounds harsh, but it isn't intended that way. This is truth. I try very hard to help anyone in any way that I can, but at some point I started realizing that not every one wants help; some folks just want to take advantage of kindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Strengthening my relationship with Christ. Walking with Him helps me to make the best decisions for me and my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Continuing with my degree at OTC. It's been stressful at times, but will be worth it, in the end. I am very excited about graduating from college. I should graduate in 2013. I'm proof that it's never too late to go back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;These are just a few highlights of my glorious year. 2011 has been the best [whole] year of my life (so far) and I look forward to many more years to come (God willing).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Take a moment to reflect on what you're grateful for instead of the things you're not. You may just find you're more blessed than you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-8492379749465079530?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/OO2NewfOOGs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/8492379749465079530/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/12/reflections-of-2011.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/8492379749465079530?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/8492379749465079530?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/OO2NewfOOGs/reflections-of-2011.html" title="Reflections of 2011" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--aDQEh71jsY/Tv_QkLKMxdI/AAAAAAAAATw/BHVqVNkY6c0/s72-c/Grateful.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/12/reflections-of-2011.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MHSXg8eSp7ImA9WhRUF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-6742083832012715568</id><published>2011-12-29T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T20:10:38.671-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-28T20:10:38.671-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="On The Fly" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creative" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Clouds" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2012" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Self-Portrait" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Accomplishments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="30 Day Photography Challenge" /><title>End of the Year Start for the New Year</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, I've been wondering what goals I could set for 2012 and stumbled into this little diddy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLqLzGE-m2M/Tv1B3T3R2QI/AAAAAAAAATM/D_f9xEYcI_w/s1600/30+day+photography+challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLqLzGE-m2M/Tv1B3T3R2QI/AAAAAAAAATM/D_f9xEYcI_w/s640/30+day+photography+challenge.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whitepeachblog.com/2011/05/25/photography_challenge/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;30 Day Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is sure to be one of many and as much as I like photos, I'm sure I'll enjoy this. I saw this floating around Facebook this year and never attempted it, but now, I think I'll try it. Hopefully, I will finish all thirty days worth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I printed a copy to remember (yes, I'm lost without lists and/or photos to remind me...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 1: 12/30/11--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cL4-KmX42cg/Tv51v40SDxI/AAAAAAAAATY/Ga8Yuxm3M1Y/s1600/IMG_0906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cL4-KmX42cg/Tv51v40SDxI/AAAAAAAAATY/Ga8Yuxm3M1Y/s320/IMG_0906.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Self Portrait&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's day one. I was trying to "think outside the box", but I got nothin' at this point! This is the first day right? So, I'm good. Do you know how hard it was for me not to add effects to this one? I even wandered around &lt;a href="http://www.picnik.com/"&gt;picnik&lt;/a&gt; and tried to do a few simple things, but it took away from the realness, so I&amp;nbsp;discarded&amp;nbsp;the edits and here I am. I wanted the first self-portrait to be the "real" me. The me that I am the most. The me that is normally straight out of the shower with zero make-up; forehead wrinkles and all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day one down, twenty-nine to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 2: 12/31/11--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufawwHnFs8U/Tv9155aPWYI/AAAAAAAAATk/7j-L26E_ysM/s1600/IMG_0911-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufawwHnFs8U/Tv9155aPWYI/AAAAAAAAATk/7j-L26E_ysM/s320/IMG_0911-1.JPG" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What I Wore Today&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Most of the time I'm comfort first. Rarely am I glamorous! This is was I wore today. T-Shirt, jeans and flip flops. I also managed to catch me with my eyes closed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day two down, twenty-eight to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 3: 1/1/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bl7RuoU5Gyg/TwDYaIo-ZBI/AAAAAAAAAUI/fUEIR2FgPJc/s1600/IMG_0917-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bl7RuoU5Gyg/TwDYaIo-ZBI/AAAAAAAAAUI/fUEIR2FgPJc/s320/IMG_0917-1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clouds&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Of course I had to spruce up my clouds a bit. Love these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day three down, twenty-seven to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 4: 1/2/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IGWNBIFYaTs/TwJdjsJmaxI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HgLDNgcdYGk/s1600/IMG_0925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IGWNBIFYaTs/TwJdjsJmaxI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HgLDNgcdYGk/s400/IMG_0925.JPG" width="323" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something Green&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I really love my Feather Hair Clip, so I thought I'd share a picture with you. I opted for up close instead of far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day four down, twenty-six to go!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;P.S. I am really looking forward to tomorrow's photo. I get to climb!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 5: 1/3/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yuRT5yUTGos/TwPG16LRxII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/OvGQwoWWRek/s1600/100_2982.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yuRT5yUTGos/TwPG16LRxII/AAAAAAAAAVQ/OvGQwoWWRek/s400/100_2982.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;From a High Angle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ugh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I have to confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, this is a picture from August 13th, 2011. I love it!!! I have been wondering where I could use this photo. I absolutely adore this angle of my little munchkin. We were playing in the rain on this day. I hope this doesn't mean I've failed the challenge.... In my defense, it was cold outside today. I know, I know, I could have taken a picture inside, but I was looking forward to climbing a tree!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day five down, twenty-five to go!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 6: 1/4/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joSKLNwvowI/TwUpH6wtqBI/AAAAAAAAAZs/mC4Ei0O5Oq8/s1600/IMG_0985.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joSKLNwvowI/TwUpH6wtqBI/AAAAAAAAAZs/mC4Ei0O5Oq8/s400/IMG_0985.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;From a Low Angle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This was spur-of-the-moment and I am infatuated with it for some reason. I like the way the light bulb isn't just lit, it's glowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day six down, twenty-four to go!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 7: 1/5/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3saguxr6JIY/TwZ6DrsVgcI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hIMCV1SAIas/s1600/IMG_0988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3saguxr6JIY/TwZ6DrsVgcI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hIMCV1SAIas/s400/IMG_0988.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fruit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You say tomato? I say yummo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day seven down, twenty-three to go!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 8: 1/6/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tWK-j2MWf9I/TwjHYVdxtSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/z8k02Y-fd_E/s1600/IMG_1051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tWK-j2MWf9I/TwjHYVdxtSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/z8k02Y-fd_E/s400/IMG_1051.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Bad Habit...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've done really well this week. I've drank less than 12 in five days. That's AWESOME for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day eight down, twenty-two to go!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 9: 1/7/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eewbDwDh0is/TwjIBk9o8KI/AAAAAAAAAaY/0Kjoe6f_z8M/s1600/IMG_1047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eewbDwDh0is/TwjIBk9o8KI/AAAAAAAAAaY/0Kjoe6f_z8M/s400/IMG_1047.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Someone I Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day nine down, twenty-one to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 10: 1/8/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vVsTwqGzDak/Twp_1BB4n-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/iRzz2pLyx9o/s1600/IMG_1060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vVsTwqGzDak/Twp_1BB4n-I/AAAAAAAAAbM/iRzz2pLyx9o/s400/IMG_1060.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Childhood Memory&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is my Popples from 1988. I carried her everywhere; even in the forts I built throughout the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day ten down, twenty to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 11: 1/9/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmMrQOgUvaw/Tw35wk2YIHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/_eiPWxyxCrE/s1600/IMG_1068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmMrQOgUvaw/Tw35wk2YIHI/AAAAAAAAAbo/_eiPWxyxCrE/s400/IMG_1068.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something Blue&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One of my many favorite things to do...paint!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day eleven down, nineteen to go!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 12: 1/10/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a-s09J4keRY/Tw36WGSWzVI/AAAAAAAAAbw/J8VAmuV1unQ/s1600/100_2548.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a-s09J4keRY/Tw36WGSWzVI/AAAAAAAAAbw/J8VAmuV1unQ/s400/100_2548.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunset&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sadly, I had to use an old sunset photo (June 25th, 2011) because I was in school this evening and it was impossible to get the sunset!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day twelve down, eighteen to go!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 13: 1/11/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ckqgI-8GYv4/Tw5fMdBLBTI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ar4ftVILQ1E/s1600/IMG_1094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ckqgI-8GYv4/Tw5fMdBLBTI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ar4ftVILQ1E/s400/IMG_1094.JPG" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yourself with 13 Things&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sure, I could have chosen 13 things I adored but I thought this was a better idea! 13 plastic bugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day thirteen down, seventeen to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 14: 1/12/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWNA0hWuprE/TxeHLTaA5fI/AAAAAAAAAek/DgSd5-zkb10/s1600/IMG_1109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWNA0hWuprE/TxeHLTaA5fI/AAAAAAAAAek/DgSd5-zkb10/s400/IMG_1109.JPG" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Too much makeup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day fourteen down, sixteen to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 15: 1/13/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-br4le-fxNeQ/TxeHmvNEsaI/AAAAAAAAAes/MYSjWB4maRk/s1600/IMG_1115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-br4le-fxNeQ/TxeHmvNEsaI/AAAAAAAAAes/MYSjWB4maRk/s400/IMG_1115.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Silhouette&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just happened to stumble into this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day fifteen down, fifteen to go!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 16: 1/14/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N_lwDwQnqA8/TxeIQBfrOdI/AAAAAAAAAe0/dPRs8BHvVvU/s1600/IMG_1138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N_lwDwQnqA8/TxeIQBfrOdI/AAAAAAAAAe0/dPRs8BHvVvU/s400/IMG_1138.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Long Exposure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This was my first ever experience with Shutter Speed! How nifty!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day sixteen down, fourteen to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 17: 1/15/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-POnTp9-ttu0/TxeIuRh44rI/AAAAAAAAAe8/qdrZY9tdRYU/s1600/IMG_1152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-POnTp9-ttu0/TxeIuRh44rI/AAAAAAAAAe8/qdrZY9tdRYU/s400/IMG_1152.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Technology&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Possible to live without these, but I'd rather not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day seventeen down, thirteen to go!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 18: 1/16/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rbUMa9F2xvA/TxeOHfJ6eAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/hfAFfBHpoNY/s1600/IMG_1156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rbUMa9F2xvA/TxeOHfJ6eAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/hfAFfBHpoNY/s400/IMG_1156.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Shoes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They take me everywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day eighteen down, twelve to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 19: 1/17/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YR6nFKgmD5Q/TxeOkMaFbNI/AAAAAAAAAfM/QvG9zrXwlis/s1600/IMG_1164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YR6nFKgmD5Q/TxeOkMaFbNI/AAAAAAAAAfM/QvG9zrXwlis/s400/IMG_1164.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something Orange&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Clearly grasping at straws for today; my screensaver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day nineteen down, eleven to go!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 20: 1/18/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9E4cInA6XI/TxeO-eff2oI/AAAAAAAAAfU/mIKQSmj8hWU/s1600/IMG_1076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9E4cInA6XI/TxeO-eff2oI/AAAAAAAAAfU/mIKQSmj8hWU/s400/IMG_1076.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bokeh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hopefully I got this right... Just goes to show how little I actually know about real technique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;UPDATE: I know I didn't get this right .... 1/26/12 :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day twenty down, ten to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 21: 1/19/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-cEIqzYWUA/Tx69Z6D5RkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/U4YvO1uHtZU/s1600/IMG_1205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-cEIqzYWUA/Tx69Z6D5RkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/U4YvO1uHtZU/s400/IMG_1205.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faceless Self-Portrait&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love this necklace. Found it at a Consignment shop on sale for under $5!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day twenty-one down, nine to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 22: 1/20/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ea7KV2Rvfak/Tx69wJFdDqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/G5ezmS3WRvo/s1600/IMG_1215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ea7KV2Rvfak/Tx69wJFdDqI/AAAAAAAAAfk/G5ezmS3WRvo/s400/IMG_1215.JPG" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hands&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Shaped as a heart, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day twenty-two down, eight to go!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 23: 1/21/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Nak1aKSDgo/Tx6-HQuUsLI/AAAAAAAAAfs/rlWtukK8dtY/s1600/IMG_1221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Nak1aKSDgo/Tx6-HQuUsLI/AAAAAAAAAfs/rlWtukK8dtY/s400/IMG_1221.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunflare&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I didn't think the sun would ever come out for this picture. Isn't it beautiful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day twenty-three down, seven to go!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 24: 1/22/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DX5ZLeooscQ/TyDYHEyKZ4I/AAAAAAAAAf0/mGXVsu4Thtg/s1600/IMG_1222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DX5ZLeooscQ/TyDYHEyKZ4I/AAAAAAAAAf0/mGXVsu4Thtg/s400/IMG_1222.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Animal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's Kitty....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day twenty-four down, six to go!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 25: 1/23/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvCLq_KzUXM/TyDYgwTcAmI/AAAAAAAAAf8/RIl9ZN6rKPs/s1600/IMG_1239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JvCLq_KzUXM/TyDYgwTcAmI/AAAAAAAAAf8/RIl9ZN6rKPs/s400/IMG_1239.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something Pink&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The pink ribbon I wear in my hair to The Relay for Life for my two closest breast cancer survivors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day twenty-five down, five to go!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 26: 1/24/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L8QhG_bsalI/TyDZWDWZ0mI/AAAAAAAAAgE/VIMx0scD048/s1600/IMG_0797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L8QhG_bsalI/TyDZWDWZ0mI/AAAAAAAAAgE/VIMx0scD048/s400/IMG_0797.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Close Up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mommy Cow Tail and Baby Moo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day twenty-six down, four to go!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 27: 1/25/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPjbF2YLsbk/TyDZ43Ds6WI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xp1QCfeseIo/s1600/IMG_1213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPjbF2YLsbk/TyDZ43Ds6WI/AAAAAAAAAgM/xp1QCfeseIo/s400/IMG_1213.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;From a Distance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day twenty-seven down, three to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 28: 1/26/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVACN7CQurU/TyInEHpbi9I/AAAAAAAAAhU/UdcBtjvRGwc/s1600/IMG_1247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dVACN7CQurU/TyInEHpbi9I/AAAAAAAAAhU/UdcBtjvRGwc/s400/IMG_1247.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;These are beautiful and right in my front yard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day twenty-eight down, two more to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 29: 1/27/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BHxhM9t3Wdo/TySbdrMIlWI/AAAAAAAAAiM/fKs8bry2rLA/s1600/IMG_1260BW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BHxhM9t3Wdo/TySbdrMIlWI/AAAAAAAAAiM/fKs8bry2rLA/s400/IMG_1260BW.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Black &amp;amp; White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day twenty-nine down, one more to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;------------------------Day 30: 1/28/12--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1WwBq3N_t6M/TySb0bYNwPI/AAAAAAAAAiU/x1pjcz8xbsQ/s1600/IMG_1262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1WwBq3N_t6M/TySb0bYNwPI/AAAAAAAAAiU/x1pjcz8xbsQ/s400/IMG_1262.JPG" width="367" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Self-Portrait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 30 down, mission accomplished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have learned that I know very little about technique, but I still love taking pictures. I have also learned that I will be attempting my own photo challenge &lt;i&gt;On The Fly&lt;/i&gt;! I think it will be more fun to capture those moments that pop into my mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;On our 10th year of Christmas my true Love gave to me: one En-gage-ment Riiiiing! We've been together nine years today. We've had our ups and downs; nothing worth fighting for is easy. Through it all, we're still going strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We haven't set a date. I think we'll just enjoy the moment for a while. Maybe in 2012, maybe in 2013. We'll know when it's time. This will only happen once, so I need time to plan and sew my dress for our day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love Andy. He's perfect. I love him.&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/2503954553750129219-9068978070409121153?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/DgAeR1ItMFc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/9068978070409121153/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-true-love-and-me.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/9068978070409121153?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/9068978070409121153?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/DgAeR1ItMFc/my-true-love-and-me.html" title="My True Love and Me" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JEfpfeaFANI/TvfXBB9RGaI/AAAAAAAAASo/F3eXPdcRdfw/s72-c/IMG_0871.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-true-love-and-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAMR34_eip7ImA9WhRXF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-4694359464906391878</id><published>2011-12-24T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:16:26.042-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-24T00:16:26.042-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Motherhood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vintage" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Eye Mask" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Post-it Notes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creative" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brilliant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I LOVE COLLEGE" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I am me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="It's All Random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Always" /><title>There's Something About Alisha</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now that school's out, I have some free time and the strong urge to blog. About anything and everything! &lt;b&gt;It's All Random! &lt;/b&gt;This entry started back in August and I'm finally getting around to it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My favorite color is Brilliant--anything brilliant, bright &amp;amp; colorful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I prefer crunchy over creamy peanut butter because it's peanuttier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am, without a shadow of a doubt, addicted to Diet Coke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My eyes are from birth, not from contacts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I write in &lt;b&gt;every&lt;/b&gt; book I own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have been given way more than my share of second chances in my life and I, to the best of my ability, "Pay It Forward" by helping others when I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am creative. If I were to use one word to describe myself, creative is what it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I adore highlighters, markers, crayons, pens, colored pencils &amp;amp; paint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have Post-it Notes stuck everywhere. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a list maker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wear an eye mask to bed. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a junk food junkie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I heart vintage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I collect: funky ashtrays, vintage pillowcases, vintage saucers &amp;amp; fabric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love to exercise. I am far from thin, but I am fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love College and it loves me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Motherhood is a perfect fit for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-4694359464906391878?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/8iTb_Mw8YRo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/4694359464906391878/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/12/theres-something-about-alisha.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/4694359464906391878?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/4694359464906391878?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/8iTb_Mw8YRo/theres-something-about-alisha.html" title="There's Something About Alisha" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/12/theres-something-about-alisha.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEICQnc-eCp7ImA9WhRXFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-4084448903850417609</id><published>2011-12-21T22:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T23:02:43.950-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-21T23:02:43.950-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="These are the Moments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Sky's the Limit" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="James 1:2-3 (NIV)" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Joy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="His will and plan" /><title>In These Moments</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb9P6FMR8ls/TvKbJ1_HVmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mreZeBgiLNk/s1600/IMG_0777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb9P6FMR8ls/TvKbJ1_HVmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mreZeBgiLNk/s640/IMG_0777.JPG" width="416" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trails of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance --- James 1:2-3 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;People come into our lives because He wants them there. In these moments we are given, we are given the chance to be compassionate. We are given the chance to share in His Grace. We are given the chance to hear someone's story and have it make a difference in our lives.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cherish the time you are given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-4084448903850417609?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/F0v6pgDkEuQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/4084448903850417609/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-these-moments.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/4084448903850417609?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/4084448903850417609?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/F0v6pgDkEuQ/in-these-moments.html" title="In These Moments" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gb9P6FMR8ls/TvKbJ1_HVmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/mreZeBgiLNk/s72-c/IMG_0777.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-these-moments.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYNSXY-eip7ImA9WhRXE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-4337645562172360569</id><published>2011-12-19T23:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T01:23:18.852-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-20T01:23:18.852-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Facebooker" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Puzzled and Slightly Interested" /><title>Puzzled and Slightly Interested</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Okay, so I'm a Facebooker. We all know this. I also neurotically change my password with good reason apparently:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8MHIvwp_ixM/TvAPonkGQSI/AAAAAAAAASE/af3_xUemC6I/s1600/Capture.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8MHIvwp_ixM/TvAPonkGQSI/AAAAAAAAASE/af3_xUemC6I/s640/Capture.PNG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am puzzled, but slightly interested why anyone would want to access my account. I just don't understand, I guess. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-4337645562172360569?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/EBVn3y3dG0U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/4337645562172360569/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/12/puzzled-and-slightly-interested.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/4337645562172360569?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/4337645562172360569?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/EBVn3y3dG0U/puzzled-and-slightly-interested.html" title="Puzzled and Slightly Interested" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8MHIvwp_ixM/TvAPonkGQSI/AAAAAAAAASE/af3_xUemC6I/s72-c/Capture.PNG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/12/puzzled-and-slightly-interested.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AFRnc_cCp7ImA9WhdbGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-5138089054514440593</id><published>2011-10-18T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T19:48:37.948-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-18T19:48:37.948-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Matthew 7:13-20" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christ" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I turn to Him" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mixed Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Disbelief" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Complimentary" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I am me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fabricated Smiles" /><title>Tangled Up in View</title><content type="html">Since Christ has transformed me and is first in my life, I've been getting lots of mixed reviews. The greater percentage of people are complimentary towards me. I also get a percentage of disbelief and fabricated smiles. Surely you know by now (if you read anything that I've written), that I do not in any way, shape or form, claim to be perfect. I am not. I am me. ALWAYS. No matter who's present.&lt;br /&gt;
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I could fill you full of fairy tales and say the fabricated smiles and looks of disbelief do not bother me, but they do. I find myself spending more and more time alone and yet, I am not lonely.&amp;nbsp;I turn to Him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Matthew 7:13-20&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;13. Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;14. Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;15. Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;16. Ye shall know them by their fruits. Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;17. Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but a corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;18. A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;19. Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;20. Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-5138089054514440593?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/viCXCb_jGTE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/5138089054514440593/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/10/tangled-up-in-view.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/5138089054514440593?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/5138089054514440593?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/viCXCb_jGTE/tangled-up-in-view.html" title="Tangled Up in View" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/10/tangled-up-in-view.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8FQ3gzeyp7ImA9WhdbF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-3657400513170740152</id><published>2011-10-15T23:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T23:46:52.683-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-15T23:46:52.683-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Be available" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Prayer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I Praise Him" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="InTouch" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Charles Stanley" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lord" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Joyce Meyer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="His will and plan" /><title>Be Available</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
I was reading &lt;u&gt;From the Pastor's Heart&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Charles Stanley) in my monthly newsletter from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.intouch.org/magazine/current-issue"&gt;InTouch&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;today &amp;amp; this is glued in my mind:&lt;/div&gt;
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In the segment near the end of the letter, there's a piece (tried to find the link and couldn't, sorry folks; if you're interested in the rest, comment below and I'll be glad to email it to you) regarding &lt;i&gt;How can I pray so powerfully? What does this kind of prayer require?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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#5 in the list states:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Be available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; for whatever the Lord calls you to do. You may not understand His instructions to you, and you may even fear the consequences of obeying Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Do it anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;. God knows the exact path necessary for you to succeed--and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;He won't let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;. You are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;always safest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; when you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;in the center of His will and plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Then, after the Fall Festival at Church, I always "stalk" (so to speak)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/joycemeyerministries"&gt;Joyce Meyer&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on Facebook because she's fabulous! Here's what I stumbled upon:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Declare war on selfishness today and be determined to reach out to others in their pain and need. The one thing we must never do is nothing! -Joyce Meyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;This may not make sense or be connected in any way for you, but it's a connection for me. For that, I am grateful. I Praise Him!&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/2503954553750129219-3657400513170740152?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/pK07WA_OODI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/3657400513170740152/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/10/be-available.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/3657400513170740152?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/3657400513170740152?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/pK07WA_OODI/be-available.html" title="Be Available" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/10/be-available.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IHQH8ycSp7ImA9WhdUFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-2533975325158295295</id><published>2011-10-01T18:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T18:52:11.199-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-01T18:52:11.199-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Appreciated" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I'll Do the Best I Can" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Secure" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cherished" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Loved" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Women" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stronger" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Life on Earth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Happy" /><title>Somewhere Over the Rainbow</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-po2Hu3aPRLs/ToeX0XOygEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nG84O5wSSo0/s1600/IMG_0317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-po2Hu3aPRLs/ToeX0XOygEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nG84O5wSSo0/s320/IMG_0317.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- ALL women are STRONGER than their insecurities.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-The focus in EVERY family IS family.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- EVERY single child that's born is LOVED, APPRECIATED, CHERISHED, HAPPY and SECURE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Hate DOESN'T exist.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Love IS the answer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-2533975325158295295?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/yJFsmHHNPFY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/2533975325158295295/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/10/somewhere-over-rainbow.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/2533975325158295295?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/2533975325158295295?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/yJFsmHHNPFY/somewhere-over-rainbow.html" title="Somewhere Over the Rainbow" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-po2Hu3aPRLs/ToeX0XOygEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nG84O5wSSo0/s72-c/IMG_0317.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/10/somewhere-over-rainbow.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8HSH06eyp7ImA9WhdbF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-5261930210048843790</id><published>2011-09-17T21:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T23:47:19.313-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-15T23:47:19.313-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Praise Him" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walk away" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I Praise Him" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christ" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1 John 1:6-10" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Church" /><title>I Praise Him.</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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I wanted to stop and state how grateful I am for His presence in my life. I must stop for a moment and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Praise Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; because He is ultimately responsible. For so many years, I wondered aimlessly through life not understanding anything really. I think back through all my years when I was lost and wonder how I ever made it through.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am quite grateful I did because &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; has introduced me to a life I've never known. Things aren't always perfect, but even when I have a day that's the pits, it's still an amazing day that I've been given to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Praise Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've noticed the changes in myself, as well as others noticing the changes in me. My fuse isn't nearly as short as it used to be. My patience is growing &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I now choose to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;walk away from conflict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; where &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I used to be all in without thinking. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am not perfect, but I strive on a daily basis to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;walk closer with Him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I read my Bible frequently as I am faced with questions. I am faced with questions more and more these days. I view everything in a different light. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;1 John 1:6-10 (NKJV)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; If we say that we have fellowship with Him, and walk in darkness, we lie and do not practice the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; But if we walk in the light as He is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanses us from all sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt; sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; If we say that we have not sinned, we make Him a liar, and His word is not in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-5261930210048843790?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/wNOVioRYB74" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/5261930210048843790/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-praise-him.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/5261930210048843790?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/5261930210048843790?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/wNOVioRYB74/i-praise-him.html" title="I Praise Him." /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KHzvIOAJAJU/TnVNoDZlDPI/AAAAAAAAANk/nDzcU-t_tqw/s72-c/prayer.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-praise-him.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EHQHYzeSp7ImA9WhdSF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-5363706956957738322</id><published>2011-07-26T15:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:47:11.881-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-26T15:47:11.881-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I talk to myself" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Normal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rare" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="GROWL" /><title>I'm Banishing This Growl Day</title><content type="html">Today, has been a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;GROWL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; day, for no apparent reason. It wasn't until I turned this day around, by not giving in to the urge to say heck with everything and take a nap, that I realized, hellllllllllo, everything's on the right track, what's wrong with you? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, I talk to myself; so sue me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Most of you probably do too, you're just scared someone might think you've lost it and won't admit it. That's okay. I'm okay with me, you be okay with you.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I've done the world a favor and stayed home, minus my trip to the corner store. I felt I was on my best behavior. I think I did good! Now, that I changed the path of this day, my attitude is subsiding (thank goodness). I'm almost early on all of my homework (which is rare, for me) and I'll be able to turn in early this evening and get myself back into my normal (normal for me anyhow) sleeping habits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-5363706956957738322?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/9cbPx8aB3II" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/5363706956957738322/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-banishing-this-growl-day.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/5363706956957738322?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/5363706956957738322?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/9cbPx8aB3II/im-banishing-this-growl-day.html" title="I'm Banishing This Growl Day" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-banishing-this-growl-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAEQ3wzcCp7ImA9WhdSE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-6065328728988852462</id><published>2011-07-21T21:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:08:22.288-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-22T00:08:22.288-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="And a Partridge in a pear tree" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Five Short Weeks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cram" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Diet Cokes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coffee" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SUMMER SESSION" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I LOVE COLLEGE" /><title>MiD to the TerM</title><content type="html">&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adobe Photoshop CS5 and Discovering Computers&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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When &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; said Summer Session would be a&lt;b&gt; cram &lt;/b&gt;session,&lt;i&gt; they&lt;/i&gt; meant it! We are changing from quarter to semester system this Fall, so Summer Session is only five &lt;b&gt;short&lt;/b&gt; weeks!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;In 14 lovely days, I have completed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;--- 9 Chapters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;--- 509 pages of reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;--- 8 tests ( five 100's, 98, 96 &amp;amp; a 95)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;--- 449 Key Terms (only 117 I had to type out-thank goodness!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;--- 2 Photoshop Discussions (My posts, plus reply to 8 others)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;--- 5 Work Ethics Posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;--- 60 Matching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;--- 66 True/False&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;--- 48 Multiple Choice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;--- 3 Case Problems&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;--- 6 Tutorial Drop Files&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And a Partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can't even begin to image how many &lt;b&gt;cups of coffee and diet cokes&lt;/b&gt; I drank to make this all happen! Whew! It's been busy, to say the least! It's totally worth it! I love college and I'm glad I made the decision to go! I'm even more glad I made the decision to stick with it until the finish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, time to get working on the next two weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-6065328728988852462?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/FMhLZzCmPtM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/6065328728988852462/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/07/mid-to-term.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/6065328728988852462?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/6065328728988852462?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/FMhLZzCmPtM/mid-to-term.html" title="MiD to the TerM" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aTdT7JpW1pg/TijPvJdAVRI/AAAAAAAAAGw/eArRdisR8jo/s72-c/100_2824.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/07/mid-to-term.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcHQHc_eCp7ImA9WhZbGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-7859463378645992311</id><published>2011-06-23T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T22:20:31.940-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-23T22:20:31.940-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Master Plan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I Walk the Line" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Worthy of God" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Praise" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Church" /><title>I Walk the Line</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hw" style="font-size: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The definition of &amp;nbsp;a Christian is as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hw" style="font-size: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hw" style="font-size: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris·tian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="pron" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(128, 158, 131); border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; cursor: pointer;"&gt;(kr&lt;img align="absbottom" src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/ibreve.gif" /&gt;s&lt;img align="absbottom" src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/prime.gif" /&gt;ch&lt;img align="absbottom" src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/schwa.gif" /&gt;n)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="pseg" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;adj.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Professing belief in Jesus as Christ or following the religion based on the life and teachings of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Relating to or derived from Jesus or Jesus's teachings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Manifesting the qualities or spirit of Jesus; Christlike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Relating to or characteristic of Christianity or its adherents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Showing a loving concern for others; humane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="pseg" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;n.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="font-size: 13px; margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;One who professes belief in Jesus as Christ or follows the religion based on the life and teachings of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="font-size: 13px; margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;One who lives according to the teachings of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="font-size: 13px; margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;Christianity is based on Faith. Faith that He exists, although you cannot see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a believer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;I have dedicated my life to being more Christ-like, in every move that I make. I fall short some days. I react to situations with frustration sometimes and I shouldn't. I turned to Christ because my life was filled with so much good and I felt compelled to do so. On occasion, I am judged for this and that's okay. I try my best not to return the judgement.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;It is difficult at times, the way people react to the fact that I am walking with Christ. It is common for people to be uninterested in the joy I attempt to share. Under no circumstance do I pressure folks to feel the way I feel or believe what I believe. People tend to have a hard time accepting my walk because of the person I used to be. That's also okay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;I am very grateful that God saw fit for me to become a Mother because, it was then, my life changed. I would like to think this change will be forever. I would like to think I will walk with Christ for the span of my life and learn as much as I can regarding His teachings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;Christ does not pressure us to believe, but He's there if we choose to. I cannot explain the inner peace that I feel since I've chosen my walk with Him. It's a calm that's never existed inside me. I chose baby steps to begin with. I started reading my Bible at home, which I've done sporadically, for years. This time, I've stuck with reading it. I made lots of excuses for not going to Church. The main one being that I was scared someone would ask me a question that I didn't know the answer to. Silly, right? Now that I think about it, it's incredibly silly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;Another reason I felt I didn't "need" to attend Church was because I was a sinner. Well, that is the very reason I should have been there. Hello, we're all sinners. Some more than others, but that's just it, it's all sin!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We don't have to be perfect to go to Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="font-size: 13px; margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;Somehow, this myth was introduced and too bad we can't rewind and take it back because it's prevents worthy folks from going.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We are ALL worthy of God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;Don't ever let anyone tell you any different. We &lt;b&gt;ALL &lt;/b&gt;deserve to Praise God for His many blessings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;The way I look at things, situations and people are completely different than before I accepted Christ as my Lord and Savior. I don't deny the bad I have been responsible for in my life. The only thing I can do is forgive myself and move forward with no intentions of replaying them. God has forgiven me and I have forgiven myself. That's all that can be done. It &lt;b&gt;IS&lt;/b&gt; that simple, although some folks may think there's more to it, it is that simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;I do my best to be a servant for Him. He guides me where I need to go and I listen. God has guided me for a while now. I wake up on a daily basis and see where He leads me next. Things aren't always simple and they're not always going to be simple, but my walk with Him leads me where I should be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It is all in His Master Plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list" style="margin-left: 1cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/2503954553750129219-7859463378645992311?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/5l7QEsQe3P0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/7859463378645992311/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-walk-line.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/7859463378645992311?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/7859463378645992311?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/5l7QEsQe3P0/i-walk-line.html" title="I Walk the Line" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-walk-line.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUGRX08fCp7ImA9WhZbEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-7630713890504526729</id><published>2011-06-13T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T18:30:24.374-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-13T18:30:24.374-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hunnerd" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poor Andy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Good ole Georgia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nickjr" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vacay" /><title>I Don't Think it's Hot Enough</title><content type="html">As I sit here quietly (with no pending homework), jamming to my iPod, as Owen and Andy both sleep soundly, I think to myself: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ahhhhhhhhh, total and complete relaxation&lt;/span&gt;. I hate to think any of the phones ring because I'm not answering. I'm consumed by vacay. No, we're not going anywhere. We're staying right here at home in good 'ole Georgia. Sure, I'm gonna hit the beach as much as possible, but I think we'll stick with this state, for now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I will, however, do myself, Andy and the power bill a favor and turn off Bubble Guppies that's blaring on the television. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Poor Andy&lt;/span&gt;, he doesn't get enough nickjr. as it is, he's got to hear it while he's dreaming too...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I think we all need a surprise. The surprise being, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm cooking&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!! Andy says I never cook, so it'll definitely be a surprise for him when he wakes up to food. Surprise for me because who thought I'd be doing anything that takes effort on my first half day of vacay????? Effort because I don't think it's hot enough, so I'm gonna crank up the charcoal in hunnerd degree weather =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-7630713890504526729?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/FU1R1RCG4Cs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/7630713890504526729/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-dont-think-its-hot-enough.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/7630713890504526729?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/7630713890504526729?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/FU1R1RCG4Cs/i-dont-think-its-hot-enough.html" title="I Don't Think it's Hot Enough" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-dont-think-its-hot-enough.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AESX06cCp7ImA9WhZUFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-5245740663594417088</id><published>2011-06-10T00:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T00:55:08.318-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-10T00:55:08.318-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Laughter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Naive" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poke my Eyes Out" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="frustration" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Difference" /><title>The Weight of the World</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I cannot fully explain the day I've had. It's been surreal to say the least. Everything in my life is remarkable. I have no reason for worry UNTIL I foster the weight of the world on my shoulders. Am I so naive as to think that I, as an individual, can make a difference in the world?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I try so hard to be a good person. To be a sincere human being and &amp;nbsp;to be worthy of God's love. I'm sure there are those folks that would like to poke my eyes out at times because, for the most part, I'm upbeat and cheerful.&amp;nbsp;Laughter has been my defense mechanism since childhood. &lt;b&gt;Today, I fell short.&lt;/b&gt; I was mentally and physically drained and when that happens, I'm grouchy. I was ill for no apparent reason and I just don't like being that way. I take my frustration out on those I love. It makes me wonder how folks can go their whole lives without truly being happy. I don't mean happy as in financially, either. Lots of folks tend to have the idea that if they have money, along comes happiness. I beg to differ. I've had money and the only thing I had, were material possessions. Granted, money helps out for the things that we need; that's a huge difference than the things that we want.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I've had this &lt;i&gt;indifferent &lt;/i&gt;feeling since Wednesday night and I'm full. It's time for this feeling to go away. I tried to go to bed early this evening, but no, I couldn't sleep. So, as I finish up my rambling, I turn to my Bible, which is what I do consistently these days and find this scripture, to help me through this indifferent feeling:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Romans 12:2 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-5245740663594417088?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/o-61D-5rbUs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/5245740663594417088/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/06/weight-of-world.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/5245740663594417088?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/5245740663594417088?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/o-61D-5rbUs/weight-of-world.html" title="The Weight of the World" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/06/weight-of-world.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAGQn4yfyp7ImA9WhZVEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-2795258655946915324</id><published>2011-05-24T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T23:22:03.097-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-24T23:22:03.097-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1 John 3:18" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="one people" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="devastation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The First Epistle of John" /><title>Devastation Knocks.</title><content type="html">As I try to focus on &lt;i&gt;Using Action Queries and Advanced Table Relationships, &lt;/i&gt;my&amp;nbsp;mind strays to the Tornado that has swept away more lives and homes. I remember in 2001, working in Courtland, AL during the 9-11 attacks. When I returned home, Gramma kept the news on 24/7. I kept thinking, "why?". I was so wrapped up in my own life and since it didn't effect me firsthand, it didn't matter "as much." Don't get me wrong, it mattered, but I couldn't see the devastation &amp;nbsp;that I do in this Tornado now.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I suppose I have grown more as a person and now, it affects me deeply. It's like these folks are my family. Every single one affected by this devastation. In a sense, those affected are my family because &lt;b&gt;we are all one people&lt;/b&gt;. My heart hurts for these folks, as they seek shelter underground, pray for the safety of their families and their lives and return to find they have no homes. It makes me even more grateful for my life and my family. I cherish what we have right now, in this moment.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I decided to "feast on His Word" this evening in hopes of finding some understanding of where I can be of help in this awful, awful situation. I was led to read &lt;b&gt;The First Epistle of John. &lt;/b&gt;From this, 1 John 3:18:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"My little children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and in truth."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-2795258655946915324?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/NoCV5wlTef8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/2795258655946915324/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/05/devastation-knocks.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/2795258655946915324?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/2795258655946915324?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/NoCV5wlTef8/devastation-knocks.html" title="Devastation Knocks." /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/05/devastation-knocks.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4MQHk5fip7ImA9WhZWE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-6730779109500951633</id><published>2011-05-13T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T15:13:01.726-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-13T15:13:01.726-04:00</app:edited><title>Governed by Conscience</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The whole post on Facebook yesterday has had me a little indifferent. Unfortunately, I still have not figured out specifically why just yet, but self-reflection tends to come through eventually. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I deleted the post, not because I've wavered on how I feel, but because I feel the idea behind it was slightly misinterpreted (not by all) . That wasn't my intention at all. I wasn't trying to push folks to feel how I feel, nor was I downing anyone for their beliefs because I am not interested in being pushed to feel another way or be downed for feeling the way that I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have recently decided to let Christ guide me. I am no expert. I do not claim to be. I will continue my journey throughout my life and stand firm in my Faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-6730779109500951633?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/oDtrSFkM_CE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/6730779109500951633/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/05/governed-by-conscience.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/6730779109500951633?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/6730779109500951633?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/oDtrSFkM_CE/governed-by-conscience.html" title="Governed by Conscience" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/05/governed-by-conscience.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UGR3s8eSp7ImA9WhZWE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-6325974971694185031</id><published>2011-05-12T07:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:40:26.571-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-13T16:40:26.571-04:00</app:edited><title>Procrasti-wuhhhhhht????</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Procrastination, I've got a little something to say to you this morning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;WE'RE THROUGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am over you destroying my life. You make me stressed out. I get less sleep. I wait until the last minute to do &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because of  you. We are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;NO LONGER&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Peas&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Carrots&lt;/span&gt;. I'm over you. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Should we wait until tomorrow to call this whole thing off? &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/2503954553750129219-6325974971694185031?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/BwzqOvVRADc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/6325974971694185031/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/05/procrasti-wuhhhhhht.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/6325974971694185031?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/6325974971694185031?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/BwzqOvVRADc/procrasti-wuhhhhhht.html" title="Procrasti-wuhhhhhht????" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/05/procrasti-wuhhhhhht.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8DQ3c4cSp7ImA9WhZRE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-5347205661832703339</id><published>2011-04-09T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T12:34:32.939-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-09T12:34:32.939-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chances" /><title>Chances</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I blog to release. I blog to share. Nowhere in my mind states that I blog because everyone should feel as I feel. I blog about myself and voyage. My experiences, my troubles, my excitement, my confusion. There's been lots of confusion lately. I can seem to understand certain things. These things aren't meant for me to understand, I know, but I still want to.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's kind of like, "here, you can have the cupcake, but you can't eat the icing." What? Really? I can't have the icing? Well, that's the part I want!!!!!! It's the same in life, people want most what they can't have and are determined, by any means necessary to accomplish it. I don't understand, but like I said, I suppose it's not for me to understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I've done a mountain of wrong in my lifetime and I've tried desperately to right those wrongs, but some folks just aren't where I am and that's okay too. It takes all folks to make the world go 'round. I've been guilty of lots of despicable (what I would consider as now, then notsomuch) acts in my life and hope those days are through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Truth be told, this isn't my first second chance, it's probably my 80th. Hopefully everyone gets just as many chances as I did, to get life right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-5347205661832703339?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/7d889YQRIAA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/5347205661832703339/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/04/chances.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/5347205661832703339?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/5347205661832703339?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/7d889YQRIAA/chances.html" title="Chances" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/04/chances.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEAR30zeSp7ImA9WhdVE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-4806538334286349576</id><published>2011-04-08T09:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T21:50:46.381-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-17T21:50:46.381-04:00</app:edited><title>The Gum on my Shoe is Finally Gone</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ever have just one of those days? Of course you do, whether you want to admit it or not, you have; everybody does. Yesterday was one of those days where everything was frustrating, my temper was short and I just let my aggravation get the best of me. I try to use Blogging as a release, but yesterday, my bark was as big as my bite.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is proof that I'm not perfect, not that I've claimed to be. I take life one day at a time. I experience every moment and keep trying when I fail myself. In reality, that's all we can do. I live in reality, whether it's good or it's bad, I keep keep'in on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Although I am completely drained from my frustration of yesterday, I'm on my second cup of coffee and it's time to give 110% again, even though I don't feel up to it, that won't stop me. I think a vitamin is in order today to help with the motivation I definitely don't have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As of yet, I have no words of wisdom, but I'll work on that =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-4806538334286349576?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/UzTZJkB-9Wk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/4806538334286349576/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/04/gum-on-my-shoe-is-finally-gone.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/4806538334286349576?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/4806538334286349576?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/UzTZJkB-9Wk/gum-on-my-shoe-is-finally-gone.html" title="The Gum on my Shoe is Finally Gone" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/04/gum-on-my-shoe-is-finally-gone.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QDQXs4eyp7ImA9WhZREUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-7873140457138455132</id><published>2011-04-07T12:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T12:56:10.533-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-07T12:56:10.533-04:00</app:edited><title>Criticism Fuels Me</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I constantly throw myself out in the wide open to be criticized. Not for anyone, but for me. I see people with hopes and dreams who let others discourage them. Criticism fuels me, it makes me work harder towards my goals, my hopes, my dreams.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The hate that people have for one another is shameful. Fortunately, I have no hate in my heart for others, I only have love. I'm not perfect. I'm not good at forgiveness. I am good at loving. I love, even though people try to walk over me, to get where they think they need to be. I have acceptance. I am who I am and no amount of criticism will EVER change that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-7873140457138455132?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/SO2CKklihjY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/7873140457138455132/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/04/criticism-fuels-me.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/7873140457138455132?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/7873140457138455132?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/SO2CKklihjY/criticism-fuels-me.html" title="Criticism Fuels Me" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/04/criticism-fuels-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IGRXc7fCp7ImA9WhZSFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-1511529259664747732</id><published>2011-04-01T14:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:12:04.904-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-01T14:12:04.904-04:00</app:edited><title>Assumptions</title><content type="html">I have no desire to be hateful and no desire to be mean,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's nowhere in my path of fulfilling my dreams....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason, this is on my mind today. I'm a Facebooker and I see all these snarky comments and hateful posts and I pray for these people because I have learned in life, there's no reason to break people down to build yourself up. Under no circumstances should we, as a loving, caring human beings have to or feel the need to do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As humans, we tend to make assumptions (I'm guilty of this myself) of why people do the things that they do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the Circus the other night and I laughed at a man because of his outfit. Hello Alisha, he's in the Circus, that's his job to be eccentric! I felt immediately guilty because I did. The funny part is, I'm eccentric and folks do the same to me. They think because I'm different, I'm not "normal", whatever that means.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I could apologize to this man for having a laugh at his expense, I would. He probably wouldn't care anyway, but that's not the point. Although it was an innocent laugh and I didn't mean anything by it, I realized, that's just not fair to other people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We treat people like we want to be treated and no, people don't always do the same, but when we do, we've done all we can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-1511529259664747732?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/bRsmuNNUbbY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/1511529259664747732/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/04/assumptions.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/1511529259664747732?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/1511529259664747732?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/bRsmuNNUbbY/assumptions.html" title="Assumptions" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/04/assumptions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8FRH0-eSp7ImA9WhZTF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503954553750129219.post-5182540092773724467</id><published>2011-03-21T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:26:55.351-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-21T22:26:55.351-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friend" /><title>An Ugly Duckling Day</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Have you ever had just one of those days? It's not really a good day or a bad day, it's just one of those days where you have plenty to say and choose to say less than little? Less than little for me is not outing the truth to the people that need it or saving my words because they're unheard. No, I didn't intentionally rhyme there, it just happened that way. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There's no question to anyone who I am or how I feel. I make that known. That's who I am. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;I love that about me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Unfortunately, folks tend to think that unfitting. I'm not one hundred percent sure if it's because I'm a woman or because the truth may sometimes hurt or if they're outraged that someone would actually speak the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's no easy road to travel, I promise. These days, I try incredibly hard to live the way that I feel I should live in God's eyes. I'm aiming for his approval. That's a big step for me. &lt;i&gt;Okay, for the first time in my life, I think I deemphasized a little.&lt;/i&gt; Let me rephrase that; that's a HUGE, great big 'ole GrandDaddy of a step for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Having Faith makes me feel good. Believing that the good I live throughout my days here with this magnificent Earth at my fingertips, will be repaid in the end. It's no easy road to travel. I stay at home to shield Owen from the damage this world can do and create an environment I feel is acceptable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have no desire to speak with a forked tongue, nor do I want to hear what's spoken from one. "Friend" is a term that seems to have lost it's meaning somewhere along the way. "Friends?", sure, I have lots. Friends?, I have very few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503954553750129219-5182540092773724467?l=becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~4/j5DlzxHGEi4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/feeds/5182540092773724467/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/03/ugly-duckling-day.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/5182540092773724467?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503954553750129219/posts/default/5182540092773724467?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseIAmWhoIAm/~3/j5DlzxHGEi4/ugly-duckling-day.html" title="An Ugly Duckling Day" /><author><name>Penny Lane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06673710624151250042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="30" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvJoQ5c4AfM/TySZyzZKL0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/yZMx6CbwnQU/s220/12812.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://becauseiamwhoiam.blogspot.com/2011/03/ugly-duckling-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

