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Basically, the premise of the movie is a guy (Jim Carrey) who is going through life with no joy comes across a guru who makes a covenant with him to say YES to everything.  While it is hysterically funny, it holds a valuable lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lose ourselves in everyday life.  Everyday becomes the same as the last and we lose our joy.  We have been given this incredible thing called life and it all gets muddied by mortgages, petty problems and boredom.  We ALL need to become "yes men" in some regard - we need to go out on a limb and do things we normally wouldn't do.  We get "settled" in our lives and no longer take risks or leave our comfort zones which cause us to miss out on some cool opportunities and experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to make a conscious effort to say "YES" to some things I wouldn't think of saying yes to normally and just see what happens.  Look out world.  Who is with me?!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-5953415157985667921?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2009/11/become-yes-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SvM1i9ZKgDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ri4xIrHkg8Q/s72-c/yes_man01.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-946383859431338380</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 01:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-20T22:06:25.034-04:00</atom:updated><title>You've changed, man.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/St5lkiB_00I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Tekv4iwXUZ8/s1600-h/You__ve_Changed__Man__by_xxfangirlkillerxx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/St5lkiB_00I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Tekv4iwXUZ8/s320/You__ve_Changed__Man__by_xxfangirlkillerxx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394861081921311554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said two words to me today that I have been pondering all day.  "YOU'VE CHANGED."  We've all probably either said this to someone or have heard it from someone.  After thinking about when I've used this statement and the places I've heard it used, I've come to the conclusion that it's usually said with a negative connotation and is meant as '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you used to be better&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why these two words became my subconscious' favorite snack today. (wrap your mind around the hilarious things hiding in  my subconscious mind)  For whatever reason it stuck with me.  I guess mostly I have been pondering questions like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I changed?&lt;br /&gt;How have I changed?&lt;br /&gt;What exactly prompted these changes?&lt;br /&gt;What exactly has changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to the realization, that he was right.  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;changed.  Now I could have you pull up a chair and explain to you some of the major reasons I feel I have, but I fear losing at least half of my five readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite Tony Horton quote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We stumble.  We fall.  But we move."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm GLAD I've changed and continue to change every day.  Change almost always seem to have a negative connotation and certainly can be bad.  However, change at least means I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;growing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; used to be better at some things in my past years.  (no, wii tennis is not one of those things)  But ya know what - in some other things I'm better.  I'm growing everyday and am smiling alot while I enjoy this fabulous life God has given me to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-946383859431338380?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2009/10/youve-changed-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/St5lkiB_00I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Tekv4iwXUZ8/s72-c/You__ve_Changed__Man__by_xxfangirlkillerxx.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-6062955516951959577</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 19:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T20:06:31.975-04:00</atom:updated><title>A Challenger (what was he thinking) for the WII Tennis Champion of the World</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/StTQux31m7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/v8x3EQ0-BJw/s1600-h/announcement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/StTQux31m7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/v8x3EQ0-BJw/s400/announcement.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392164155949423538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You heard that right.  A crazy fool has challenged Maddog to a tennis match.  The showdown will be Thursday, 22 at9pm.  The foolish challenger calls himself the "Sunscreen Kid" and boasts that he is able to bring Maddog down off the throne.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunscreen Kids says, "If you screw things up in tennis, it's 15-love.  If you screw up in boxing, it's your ass.  So I chose tennis."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maddog is confident that she will make him eat the tennis ball before it's all said and done. First challenger to win ten games wins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tickets are available, and if you would like to place a bet let me know.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-6062955516951959577?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2009/10/challenger-what-was-he-thinking-for-wii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/StTQux31m7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/v8x3EQ0-BJw/s72-c/announcement.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-7726197657366794383</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 17:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T16:42:38.828-04:00</atom:updated><title>Time to get back to blogging</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SspZaTPdH2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/rVPonyFf6M8/s1600-h/MukhtarMai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SspZaTPdH2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/rVPonyFf6M8/s200/MukhtarMai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389218212478787426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently heard the story of a young lady from Pakistan that touched me so much I had to spread the word about her.  Women are undoubtedly the strongest creatures ever made by God, but this lady takes the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mukhtaran Bibi was sentenced by a tribal council in Pakistan to be gang-raped for an alleged offense of her younger brother. Now...first off, if I had to be sentenced for the transgressions of my younger brothers, I would be in T-R-O-U-B-L-E.  Imagine what it feels like to be before a judge and be sentenced to a GANG RAPE.  I wonder if I would've been as mouthy as I am if I were born in the middle east....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, several of her neighbors were "kind enough" to carry out her sentence and brutally raped her, forcing her to walk naked through her village. (never complain about your neighbors fence again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was supposed to be so shamed that she would commit suicide, but instead she decided to instead try a different method.   She took her case to Pakistani authorities, and her story drew international attention and press attention.  Basically, she started telling this disgusting story as loud as she could and it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The press attention shamed the government into prosecuting her attackers.  Mukhtaran received $8300 in compensation, a substantial sum in her remote region of Pakistan. Instead of using the funds to move somewhere else, she decided to start a school for girls in her village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep - that same village.  Are all you women reading this standing up and shouting with me!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With additional contributions from many who learned of her efforts through the media, the school now provides elementary education and literacy training to 130 poor and orphan girls. Mai and her friends operate the school themselves, and until now they have been supplying books, uniforms, and shoes to the girls without assistance from the Pakistani government or any non-profit organizations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, on March 3, 2005 a Pakistani court overturned the death sentences of all six men who raped her and ordered five of them freed. The case has become an embarrassment for the Pakistani government as her story became more widely known, forcing the courts to yet again reverse themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exploitation of women, particularly in poor countries, is the most serious abuse of human rights in the world today...yet this woman had the courage to stand up no matter what the cost.  I SALUTE HER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-7726197657366794383?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2009/10/time-to-get-back-to-blogging.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SspZaTPdH2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/rVPonyFf6M8/s72-c/MukhtarMai.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-6992528404305689782</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 18:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-18T14:46:49.993-04:00</atom:updated><title>Psychological Warfare</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/ScE-5GVMBbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/cNRe2KLoUeo/s1600-h/warfare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/ScE-5GVMBbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/cNRe2KLoUeo/s200/warfare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314598185946842546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having some trouble with my kid and REBELLIOUS BEHAVIOR.  I've tried everything "traditional" to curb this behavior without much success.  Grounding...er... doesn't work and it grounds ME just as much as it does her...So, Keith and I discussed a new way of doing things last night and I think I may try it out and write a book about it so other parents of crazy teenagers can use it to keep their sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it works.  CHANGE EVERYTHING that is normally very "comfortable" for the child into the "uncomfortable."  Don't say a word.  Just change it little by little and if nothing else, you'll get some satisfaction of playing a little mind game of your own.  It's kinda like turning the tables on them - give them a dose of their own medicine so they just won't know what to expect and hopefully if all goes well - she'll be begging for things to go back to 'normal.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nothing else, I got so much enjoyment just THINKING about doing some of the things below to freak her little mind out.  Here's some of what we thought about doing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She hates spicy food, so I figured each night I would learn to cook something new with varied hot peppers.  Now normally, I would make her a special dish without the zip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get rid of her nice comfy california king bed and replace it with a few sets of bunk beds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why a few sets of bunkbeds?  ohhh forgot to mention that i'll be adopting about 6 kids - all who don't speak english and she'll have to share her room.  I'm sure she'll enjoy siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think i may 'surprise her' with a couple of pet guinea pigs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I may redecorate her room in a My Little Pony theme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm thinking of throwing a couple of wild card parties at about 2am.  hope i don't keep her up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Next time parent teacher conferences come around, i'm gonna wear my jammies and some big fluffy slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I may catch some syndrome that makes me slur my words and drool alot around large groups of teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm thinking of removing all doors in the house so we can all be closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think i'll register her name as a domain name and post some of my favorite pics and stories of her so if you google her name - voila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What do you guys think about this new strategy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-6992528404305689782?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2009/03/psychological-warfare.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/ScE-5GVMBbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/cNRe2KLoUeo/s72-c/warfare.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-6422899571309775187</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 00:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-22T20:42:51.286-05:00</atom:updated><title>Humorfeed Announce Winners for Annual Satire Competition</title><description>My dear web forum buddy Watley gave me some cool news today about the fourth annual HumorFeed Award.  I thought I'd share the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://humorfeed.com/out/go.php?lid=18785"&gt;"Baristas Claim Obama's Coffee Not Black Enough!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That was the story deemed 'best of 2008' in the fourth annual HumorFeed Satire News Awards. The event, which relies on a panel of &lt;a href="http://humorfeed.com/press/2008contest.html"&gt;journalists and comedy writers&lt;/a&gt; to rank the best of the best,&lt;br /&gt;is a mainstay for the satire news sites that pepper the web (excepting the &lt;a href="http://theonion.com/"&gt;Onion&lt;/a&gt;, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To cap things off, the winner, writer G. Xavier Robillard - a regular contributor to such&lt;br /&gt;publications as Cracked, McSweeny's, and Comedy Central online - is coming out with a brand-new book in just two weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Captain-Freedom-Superheros-Celebrity-Deserves/dp/0061650684/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1231974042&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Captain Freedom: A Superhero's Quest for Truth, Justice, and the Celebrity He So Richly Deserves&lt;/a&gt;, is being published by Harper Collins, no less. Robillard is clearly off to a great start in 2009. (Probably the other writers all hate him right now.&lt;br /&gt;First place &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; a book deal? Seems a bit much!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But Robillard's winning story is just the tip of the iceberg. &lt;a href="http://humorfeed.com/press/20090115coffee.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; for the top ten stories of the year (they include gems such as "Atheist Sees Image of Big Bang in Piece of Toast" and&lt;br /&gt;"Dyslexic Student Expelled Over Toy Gnu"), or if you're really feeling bored at work, try &lt;a href="http://humorfeed.com/press/2008editorschoice.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole list of 46 entrants&lt;/a&gt;. Some are better than others, of course, but HumorFeed is the gold standard wire service for this kind of thing: you'll be glad you stopped by.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-6422899571309775187?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2009/01/humorfeed-announce-winners-for-annual.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-1192144495700100192</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 02:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-18T21:33:40.624-05:00</atom:updated><title>Reconnect</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SUsH-MztXzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/C3b7OhmqZxU/s1600-h/tina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SUsH-MztXzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/C3b7OhmqZxU/s320/tina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281323753193430834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received the best gift I could ever receive right in time for Christmas.  Years and years ago, there was a wonderful lady who was my neighbor.  She had children the same ages as mine and we became the best of friends.  We raised our little ones together and shared some wonderful memories together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has a funny way of allowing you to lose touch with people and that is exactly what happened to us.  I've searched for her every once in awhile because I've never forgotten what a wonderful friend she was to me....but never found her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I started keeping up with my facebook account and thought of her.  I couldn't find her on facebook, but I found her little girl who is all grown up now.  I've had the best time going through pictures of her beautiful family and reconnecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so regret losing time with her and am so grateful for another chance to make up for time.  I challenge all of you to RECONNECT with people who have made a positive impact in your life this Christmas.  This reconnection will undoubtedly bring more smiles than a  high dollar gift could ever bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-1192144495700100192?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/12/reconnect.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SUsH-MztXzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/C3b7OhmqZxU/s72-c/tina.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-2177343339494432888</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 05:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-14T00:49:04.788-05:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas DEstressed.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SUSduSJxA8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/E6SJU0mnW6A/s1600-h/Hoff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SUSduSJxA8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/E6SJU0mnW6A/s320/Hoff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279518081657406402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough, I've found I have an uncanny calmness preparing for Christmas this year.  I've decided to not spend much money and I honestly think that took alot of the maddness away from this typical maddening holiday.  I even went to the mall with my kid today just for fun!  (i know weird.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By lowering the spending amount, I spend much more time thinking about what gift would be best for each person and why....making the gift extra special and man it's a lot quicker to get done with a list this way too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about the dude who worked at walmart getting trampled to death from crazed shoppers on "black Friday" and just shook my head in disbelief.  It's amazing to me how insane people get each year during this time....you know...the time when we celebrate baby Jesus and peace 'n all that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think America has the chance to remember some of the good things in lif now...Yeah the economy taking a nose dive sucks no matter how you look at it, but life is so much more than a paycheck.  We need to enjoy it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering why I have the HOFF pic with this post.  No real connection really - it just made me giggle.  Merry Christmas to all my many fans ... I'll try to write more next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-2177343339494432888?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/12/christmas-destressed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SUSduSJxA8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/E6SJU0mnW6A/s72-c/Hoff.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-8812836813636231643</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 02:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-25T21:27:41.410-05:00</atom:updated><title>Guilt</title><description>I heard the most amazing teaching on GUILT.  It so "clicked" with me that I felt the need to share it with all of you.  This will surely help anyone who has ever struggled with guilt - and if nothing else it's entertaining.  It's audio - so just click and let it play while you are doing whatever you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.TheInternetProfessional.com/guilt.mp3"&gt;Click to hear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-8812836813636231643?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/11/guilt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-2939645976051876594</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-05T10:06:15.131-05:00</atom:updated><title>Change has come to America.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SRGyp2MHx8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/MB4pSZgMSgw/s1600-h/ss-081104-elexcover5x3-g-07.grid-8x3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SRGyp2MHx8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/MB4pSZgMSgw/s200/ss-081104-elexcover5x3-g-07.grid-8x3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265185871363557314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, we all got the chance to witness history in the making.  I don't care who you supported in this election, or how you feel about Obama's policies - America (as a whole) proved they have PROGRESSED.   The American people  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;have changed&lt;/span&gt; for the better - in that a black man or a woman is a viable option for the presidency. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got goosebumps last night while watching this happen - can you even imagine what feelings the elderly black men and women felt  who witnessed the segregated US - now watching a black man become elected to the highest office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredible.  Exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-2939645976051876594?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/11/change-has-come-to-america.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SRGyp2MHx8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/MB4pSZgMSgw/s72-c/ss-081104-elexcover5x3-g-07.grid-8x3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-8899634252872168202</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2008 07:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-22T03:13:56.642-04:00</atom:updated><title>Slander in the Name of Jesus</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SNdFUYqSdEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/g5SUas0DOu4/s1600-h/gossip.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SNdFUYqSdEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/g5SUas0DOu4/s200/gossip.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248740107243123778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot WAIT for this election to be over.  Every day, I receive forwarded emails from Christians that contain slander and gossip about Obama.  Sometimes, I click on links contained or actually READ and check the "facts" contained in these emails and I'm amazed that this garbage is actually being PASSED AROUND by Christians through the church...and all "in the name of Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus did not waste even one moment of his time discussing the politics of His day.  He fed the poor and invited the "sinners" over for dinner so He could build relationships with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I challenge all Christians to at least READ and &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/politics/obama/obama.asp"&gt;verify the facts&lt;/a&gt; in the political emails you forward to your Christian email ring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-8899634252872168202?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/09/slander-in-name-of-jesus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SNdFUYqSdEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/g5SUas0DOu4/s72-c/gossip.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-986195049361308362</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Aug 2008 14:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-06T10:32:26.725-04:00</atom:updated><title>Wii Tennis Champion of the World</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SJm1uo0nfoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8tg1BrNxUJY/s1600-h/keith_tennis+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SJm1uo0nfoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8tg1BrNxUJY/s200/keith_tennis+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231412255004262018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, Keith purchased a Nintendo Wii console.  The Wii was packaged with a sports game that included the game of tennis.  We both found it very fun to play and found it was very accurate with swings etc.  Of course, it shortly became a competition to the death.  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We argued frequently 'who was better,' until Keith had a fabulous idea.  He sat down on the couch with a pen and paper and wrote out a contract.  Yep - he decided that he would prove he was the master tennis player once and for all.  His contract stated that the first person to win 100 games would be proclaimed the Wii Tennis Champion of the World and the loser must call the winner that title at least two times a day for the rest of his/her life.  He gloated as he wrote the contract and gave me the pen to sign my signature.  I signed my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last night, the Wii Tennis Champion of the World was proclaimed.  My friend, Josh writes it best:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Ye!  Here Ye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby declare on this day, August the fifth in the year of our Lord 2008 let it be known that on the glorious digital landscapes of &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SJm10JePQbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/nz13ahKNt4w/s1600-h/christy-tennis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SJm10JePQbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/nz13ahKNt4w/s200/christy-tennis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231412349668114866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the ferocious battlefield of Wii Tennis, Christy has been found privy to a swift and decisive victory over Keith. No mercy to be had, no solace, and no pride left to call his own, Keith has succumbed to the superior wii-waggling abilities of an insidious foe and has found himself weighed, measured, and wanting. Today truly is a day that shall live in infamy. All hail Christy! Let these halls ring out with the tales of her unerring conquest and pray mercy on any soul who dare oppose her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - all of you who know Keith - please txt, call, email him and ask him ....WHO IS THE WII TENNIS CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!  : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-986195049361308362?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/08/wii-tennis-champion-of-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SJm1uo0nfoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8tg1BrNxUJY/s72-c/keith_tennis+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-7476036009904620673</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 13:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-29T10:01:01.902-04:00</atom:updated><title>I'm still alive</title><description>Ok so - it appears I've taken the summer off from blogging.  I bet I've lost all my stalkers now....bummer.  I've been working 24/7 on this product we've been working on for the past year.  It's almost ready to launch and it's way exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need bloggers that would be willing to blog about our new product (it's a CMS geared toward churches) when it's ready.  I'll fill you in more when I have a site to lead you to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-7476036009904620673?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/07/im-still-alive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-1358362916267219731</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 17:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-08T13:27:58.178-04:00</atom:updated><title>25 years later</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SCM17tHcuNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DMAI_Rd7v18/s1600-h/teen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SCM17tHcuNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DMAI_Rd7v18/s200/teen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198057694755076306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew me as a teenager, you would surely remember my obsession with Van Halen...specifically Eddie.  My walls were completely covered with his images and my friends and I would hover around the television waiting for VH videos to come on memorizing every word of their songs so we could sing along with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times I pretended to be a rockstar myself.  ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was magical.  I can't explain what it was like to see them on the stage again.  Where has the time gone?! Short hair and in their 50's - amazing.  It brought tears to my eyes to watch it.  It was truly an incredible night.  Thank you, Keith.  xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SCM3JtHcuPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/g67GZLvy_Ec/s1600-h/vanhalenTHEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SCM3JtHcuPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/g67GZLvy_Ec/s200/vanhalenTHEN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198059034784872690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SCM3TdHcuQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/A0xLD6NQZ1M/s1600-h/vanhalenNOW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SCM3TdHcuQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/A0xLD6NQZ1M/s200/vanhalenNOW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198059202288597250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-1358362916267219731?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/05/25-years-later.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SCM17tHcuNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DMAI_Rd7v18/s72-c/teen.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-3939543690922141456</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 03:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-30T23:44:56.370-04:00</atom:updated><title>Van Halen Babbbyyyyy</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SBk7yljgimI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DwKOWjH8KpY/s1600-h/vanhalen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SBk7yljgimI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DwKOWjH8KpY/s200/vanhalen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195249385409120866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to my mother's chagrin, I was obsessed with Van Halen in the 80's.....I fantasized about meeting Eddie Van Halen and his photos covered my walls.   (who knew how well he would age *scoff*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I never got to see them in concert while they were together and always regretted it.  UNTIL NOW.  Keith, my amazing manly man, got us tickets to see them on Wednesday.  I am so pumped and have been singing 1984 songs all day since I found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!  Now....I must rid myself of this horrid cold quickly so my groupie voice can be everything you and I know it can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-3939543690922141456?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/04/van-halen-babbbyyyyy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SBk7yljgimI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DwKOWjH8KpY/s72-c/vanhalen.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-1177757214067802097</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 20:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-29T16:12:43.406-04:00</atom:updated><title>Blog Facelift</title><description>Spring time is the best time to get a new look - don't ya think?  It's dark and mysterious....muhahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-1177757214067802097?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/04/blog-facelift.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-5929288391408632169</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 17:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-28T14:04:16.696-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sick of being Sick</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SBYRSljgiXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/olvcFnyhW3E/s1600-h/sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SBYRSljgiXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/olvcFnyhW3E/s200/sick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194358231234808178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some really mean germs havin' a big ol' party inside my body.  I've been so sick this week at times I've felt I may die.  I really hate being sick when it's so nice outside.  You know what I mean - you are lying in your bed with tissues all around your head and the sun peeks in your window to make you feel even worse.  You lie there and listen to the sounds of spring and envy the folks out there enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks to be sick.  Sucks more to be sick in the beautiful spring weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done whining now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-5929288391408632169?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/04/sick-of-being-sick.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/SBYRSljgiXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/olvcFnyhW3E/s72-c/sick.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-2841913178736983822</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 18:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-25T13:59:08.969-04:00</atom:updated><title>Mommy Nuggets</title><description>I often give my kiddos lil' tidbits of knowledge to help them through life that I call MOMMY NUGGETS.  They usually just roll their eyes - but i thought I'd post some incase I get hit by a truck they can look back and remember.  Feel free to comment and add your own nugget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laugh til you cry and it'll make everything better&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unconditional love is the most powerful thing on earth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never stop learning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's nothing you can't do if you want it badly enough&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Racism is merely ignorance and fear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Differences make the world an interesting place to live&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't park next to vans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humor keeps you young&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Integrity = Success&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never walk barefoot in hotel rooms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't get into the habit of writing letters to prisoners&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't have sex&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pedicures are medicine for the soul&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everything good in life takes hard work or everyone would have it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The best revenge is a good life lived&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seek God and you will find Him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One of the rudest things - LITTERING&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Honor me with a MOM tattoo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you put me in a home, I'll for sure get double d's whatever age I am and will send photos of them to all your friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A good relationship requires vulnerability&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It WILL make you blind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most rapists chose victims based on unlocked doors and garage doors left opened&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hover.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never be totally dependent on another person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't underestimate social perception&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Research.  Study.  Empower Yourself.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-2841913178736983822?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/04/mommy-nuggets.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-4581852372059100856</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 05:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-13T10:07:35.248-04:00</atom:updated><title>MelaMIRACLE!</title><description>Unfortunately, I was born with psoriasis.  It has plagued me all of my life - living in my bloodstream and migrating over parts of my body.  Basically, it invades a part of my body and stays there for years - clears up and finds another part of my body to aggravate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had it behind my ears, on my elbows, in my belly button, tailbone, ankle etc.  However, several years ago it found the most AGGRAVATING place it could possibly be - the INSIDE of my ears.   It causes the most incredible itching you could imagine, then dry flaky skin and eventually sores from scratching.  I cannot tell you how having this plague my ear canals has drivin me absolutely MAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I've tried every lotion, cream, soak etc. you could imagine.  Finally something has given me back my sanity.  Last weekend, my parents gave me a small bottle of something called melaluca oil.  They said they have heard this stuff can heal anything.  I immediately put some in my ears and dear lord - it stung like hell itself.  It stung so bad I had to flush it from my ears, but as the hour continued I could feel my ears healing.  I could HEAR better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the intense sting, I took the bottle home.  By the time I got home, my ears felt so much better I put more in...and it didn't sting nearly as bad.  It is now Thursday - only a few days since I first started using this miracle oil and my ears are nearly normal.  I haven't scratched at all and have even, for the first time in years, forgotten for hours at a time there was anything wrong with my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melaleuca.com/ps/index.cfm?f=ps.productDetail&amp;amp;pid=199"&gt;THIS STUFF IS MIRACULOUS&lt;/a&gt; and I recommend anyone who is plagued with psoriasis to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:  Unfortunately, I spoke too soon.  I'll never again put this stuff in my ears.  Last night, I swear it burned a layer of skin off of the insides of my ears and they are all swollen.  Figures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-4581852372059100856?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/03/melamiracle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-8560088199173805294</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 22:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-24T17:31:54.219-05:00</atom:updated><title>Sean Connery deserves a slapdown</title><description>Sean Connery feels it's ok to slap women .....as long as it's warranted.  What would warrant a slapdown?  Listen and pass this link along to all the women you know.  Women made this guy who he is today, yet he treats them as dogs?  With all the domestic violence, I find it incredibly irresponsible for a man who has an open forum to the world to promote violence against women.  I for one, will NEVER again pay money to see this man's movies. &lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3FgMLROTqJ0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3FgMLROTqJ0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-8560088199173805294?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/02/sean-connery-deserves-slapdown.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><enclosure url="http://www.youtube.com/v/3FgMLROTqJ0&amp;amp;rel=1" length="1036" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><media:content url="http://www.youtube.com/v/3FgMLROTqJ0&amp;amp;rel=1" fileSize="1036" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><itunes:subtitle>Sean Connery feels it's ok to slap women .....as long as it's warranted. What would warrant a slapdown? Listen and pass this link along to all the women you know. Women made this guy who he is today, yet he treats them as dogs? With all the domestic viole</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</itunes:author><itunes:summary>Sean Connery feels it's ok to slap women .....as long as it's warranted. What would warrant a slapdown? Listen and pass this link along to all the women you know. Women made this guy who he is today, yet he treats them as dogs? With all the domestic violence, I find it incredibly irresponsible for a man who has an open forum to the world to promote violence against women. I for one, will NEVER again pay money to see this man's movies. &amp;nbsp;Subscribe in a reader</itunes:summary></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-505994132492575853</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 19:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-19T14:05:27.763-05:00</atom:updated><title>out of the mouth of my babe.</title><description>The other day, my daughter was stressing about something going on in her life. I tried to soothe her mind that everything will turn out ok if she just will put her trust in God. She looked at me and said something to the effect that she can't pray that prayer that says not my will but yours be done. ( I know - the apple don't fall far....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assured her it was ok to pray that prayer and that Jesus prayed that same prayer in the garden of Geseneme. She turned around with eyes as big as saucers and says, "YEAH AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children keep me on my toes and CRACK ME UP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-505994132492575853?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/02/out-of-mouth-of-my-babe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-4984379570804428907</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 22:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-31T17:55:19.859-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Valentine</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chocolateoctopus.com/category.jhtm?cid=31"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 344px;" src="http://www.chocolateoctopus.com/assets/Image/Product/detailsbig/valstraw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What better Valentine could a girl have than a chocolate vendor?  My wonderful friend, Bernie, agreed to be my Valentine this year.  Bernie owns a chocolate company called &lt;a href="http://www.chocolateoctopus.com"&gt;the Chocolate Octopus&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never in my life tasted chocolate like his.  They make it home-ade fresh each day and these chocolate strawberries are like nothing you have ever tasted in your life.  Since he agreed to be my Valentine, I thought I'd blog about his incredible lovefood.  Chocolate truly is the food of love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chocolateoctopus.com/category.jhtm?cid=31"&gt;SO GO ORDER SOME FOR YOUR VALENTINE!&lt;/a&gt;  Use the coupon code LOVEMUFFIN at checkout so he can see how much his Valentine loves him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-4984379570804428907?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/01/my-valentine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-3913484627470244943</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 04:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-25T23:09:45.223-05:00</atom:updated><title>DodgeBall.  Is it really a sport?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/R5qyJ_mMKMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rhpAuw4SMrc/s1600-h/dodgeballannounce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/R5qyJ_mMKMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rhpAuw4SMrc/s320/dodgeballannounce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159632207866505410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I'll be playing dodgeball to defend the church's championship.  Yep - CHURCH DODGEBALL. I've been told the goal is to see how many Presbyterians we can peg in the face.  I'm gonna try my hardest to leave the reddest skidmark on the face of the opposing pastor.  Jesus will surely give me another gem in my crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is - should heckling the other team make me switch my bracelet since it IS a church event?  I think it's allowed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-3913484627470244943?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/01/dodgeball-is-it-really-sport.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f69-hHo2Ujw/R5qyJ_mMKMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rhpAuw4SMrc/s72-c/dodgeballannounce.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-4630080280862844174</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 03:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-20T22:35:55.616-05:00</atom:updated><title>Let Freedom Ring</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWTKZLKWYHE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWTKZLKWYHE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of Martin Luther King, one word comes to mind.  COURAGE.  His courage had no boundaries.  He was willing to stand up and fight with wisdom instead of fists, no matter what the cost.  He was a true leader and his courage unquestionably changed the face of this nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I honor Dr. Martin Luther King.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-4630080280862844174?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/01/let-freedom-ring.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><enclosure url="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWTKZLKWYHE&amp;amp;rel=1" length="999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><media:content url="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWTKZLKWYHE&amp;amp;rel=1" fileSize="999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><itunes:subtitle> When I think of Martin Luther King, one word comes to mind. COURAGE. His courage had no boundaries. He was willing to stand up and fight with wisdom instead of fists, no matter what the cost. He was a true leader and his courage unquestionably changed th</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</itunes:author><itunes:summary> When I think of Martin Luther King, one word comes to mind. COURAGE. His courage had no boundaries. He was willing to stand up and fight with wisdom instead of fists, no matter what the cost. He was a true leader and his courage unquestionably changed the face of this nation. Today, I honor Dr. Martin Luther King. &amp;nbsp;Subscribe in a reader</itunes:summary></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6200466597214794559.post-3255914149507363836</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2008 05:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-07T00:40:01.014-05:00</atom:updated><title>Control Freak</title><description>My name is Christy and I am a control freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can ponder back on my life and  see how difficult I've made certain areas of it by trying to control it.  Because of my life experiences, I've learned not to trust anyone with my well being.  You've heard the old expression, "If she wants something done right, she'll do it herself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken that expression to an extreme.  If I'm truly honest with myself, it's because of one thing:  FEAR.  The one thing I've craved so desperately as an adult is PEACE.  I'm led to this verse in the Bible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. &lt;span id="en-NIV-29434" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this year to be different.  I am going to make a conscious effort to allow God to point my direction.  Instead of thinking out the various directions and choosing one that I feel best suits the situation and force everyone in that direction....I'm going to sit back and wait awhile....and try very hard to trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stop running from the lion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="vertical-align:middle;border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ChristysBlog" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6200466597214794559-3255914149507363836?l=www.christys-blog.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.christys-blog.com/2008/01/control-freak.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Christy)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><language>en-us</language><media:rating>nonadult</media:rating></channel></rss>
