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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQGRXw5fip7ImA9WhZTFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573</id><updated>2011-03-20T19:12:04.226-05:00</updated><title>Journal of Our Blessed Life</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/JournalOfOurBlessedLife" /><feedburner:info uri="journalofourblessedlife" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIHQH45eip7ImA9WhZTE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-4994833762841868262</id><published>2011-03-16T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T19:42:11.022-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-16T19:42:11.022-05:00</app:edited><title>Where are you, Spring Break?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/4994833762841868262/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=4994833762841868262&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/4994833762841868262?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/4994833762841868262?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/44R2CBFbFrM/where-are-you-spring-break.html" title="Where are you, Spring Break?" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Thank goodness, you are only two days away!  Even though our school is going two days over Spring Break to make up a couple snow days, hubby and I will not be there.  We are Dallas bound on Saturday!  Yay!  I'm really excited because I haven't ever really spent time there.  Just gone though it on the way to San Antonio.

We have a lot of fun things planned to do and hopefully will have a little 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MBcGgbE1NtfIFycSDazdkv3aRVg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MBcGgbE1NtfIFycSDazdkv3aRVg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/44R2CBFbFrM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/03/where-are-you-spring-break.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEBRXY7cCp7ImA9WhZTEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-4246574499079916604</id><published>2011-03-14T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T10:30:54.808-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-14T10:30:54.808-05:00</app:edited><title>Early Birthday</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/4246574499079916604/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=4246574499079916604&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/4246574499079916604?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/4246574499079916604?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/7kCRQugTgoE/early-birthday.html" title="Early Birthday" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5295/5526543156_548a62c676_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">I know it's been awhile since I have posted, but to be honest, I just haven't felt like writing a post.  I just haven't had that many interesting things to write about.  I've just been feeling a little down and out.  Come to find out for the past couple of weeks I have been fighting another sinus infection.  I seem to get those about 3-4 times a year.  They are a bummer and just hang around a lot
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/veb4C6S48PKHxrcl6t0fw8lL30Y/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/veb4C6S48PKHxrcl6t0fw8lL30Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/7kCRQugTgoE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/03/early-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMEQ3s6fyp7ImA9Wx9bGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-2195737764584807092</id><published>2011-02-28T16:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T16:00:02.517-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-28T16:00:02.517-06:00</app:edited><title>This N' That</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/2195737764584807092/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=2195737764584807092&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/2195737764584807092?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/2195737764584807092?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/s__EnddHfWw/this-n-that.html" title="This N' That" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Well, it's Monday already.  I seriously can't believe the weekend goes by so fast.  I don't know that 2 schools days pass as quickly.  I am just going to have a bulleted list because I have a little of this n' that to share.

*  I got my three days of exercise in last week!  That makes me happy.  Here's what I did: Wednesday- walk 1.8 miles outside;  Thursday-  it was raining so I did 30 minutes 
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1.  I am thankful for my hubby and my mom.  Without them to keep me grounded I am sure I would go over the edge.  Lately, I have begun to realize that I am a little high-strung and my emotions totally run the gamut.  I like to think about it a little differently,
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It's time to change!  I do not want to be like this anymore so I am going to take charge and get myself back
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I could not get over how real it looks!  Hubby thought it was perfect.  He loves going to the theater to see movies and the experience isn't complete without a bucket of popcorn.  The cake tasted really good, 
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1. Have you worn the same outfit more than one day in a row?  I do occasionally wear to work 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tz9uL-IKbo8n6TS7oglXUVafINM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tz9uL-IKbo8n6TS7oglXUVafINM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/l_T-pfB-5rA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/02/five-question-friday_18.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEHQ3s8cCp7ImA9Wx9UGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-3590011542648425970</id><published>2011-02-15T20:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T20:33:52.578-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-15T20:33:52.578-06:00</app:edited><title>Crazy Week</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/3590011542648425970/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=3590011542648425970&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/3590011542648425970?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/3590011542648425970?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/RQaIec-NpI4/crazy-week.html" title="Crazy Week" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I am in the midst of a crazy week!  Crazy busy, that is.  Here are the reasons why.

1. It's parent conference week at school.  This means four days of staying late.  (5:00 on 2 days and 7:00 the other 2 days).

2. I have class until 8:20 on the days I don't leave school until 5:00.  Plus, I have paper due in each of those classes.

3. I have 2 days of special meetings/training which means I have
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lNECJizGLQAsKfiS6zFE1emqK8o/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lNECJizGLQAsKfiS6zFE1emqK8o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/RQaIec-NpI4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/02/crazy-week.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUACRnk8cCp7ImA9Wx9UFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-5163147924339698480</id><published>2011-02-11T20:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T20:29:27.778-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-11T20:29:27.778-06:00</app:edited><title>Five Question Friday</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/5163147924339698480/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=5163147924339698480&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/5163147924339698480?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/5163147924339698480?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/fCuNnKzfRfU/five-question-friday.html" title="Five Question Friday" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i607.photobucket.com/albums/tt155/fivecrookedhalos/th_w6r0jk.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Before I get to the questions, I want to let everyone know that I finally got out of the house today.  We got out, did a little shopping, saw a move ("Just Go With It"-super cute), and picked up hubby's birthday cake. I have pictures of it later this weekend.  It is totally fabulous.  The bakery did an amazing job.  Now on to the task at hand.





1. Would you rather be on ABC's Extreme Home 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rDj5Aa3aHDsTqOQU1LfbDauC9sk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rDj5Aa3aHDsTqOQU1LfbDauC9sk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/D2Pu2zQx6XM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/02/history.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IGQHo9fip7ImA9Wx9UEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-725247783205830657</id><published>2011-02-09T16:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T16:12:01.466-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-09T16:12:01.466-06:00</app:edited><title>Snowmageddon</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/725247783205830657/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=725247783205830657&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/725247783205830657?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/725247783205830657?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/17IKxyNJ_7s/snowmageddon.html" title="Snowmageddon" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5131/5432051966_fe7124b604_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">You may think I am exaggerating with this title, but that is seriously what it felt like earlier today.  The snow just kept coming and coming.  It was a really heavy snow, too.  In fact, it's still snowing a little right now.  Our area got between 20-24" of snow since about 3:00 a.m.  Here are a couple peeks at what it looks like here.





All you can see is white in every direction!

We are out
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Now that a good laugh has been had, I would like to make a request.  I would like to have no more winter vacation so that I may have a summer vacation.  However, that doesn't seem very 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FIv-zKYa0j2eCglrNjnD9XiG4es/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FIv-zKYa0j2eCglrNjnD9XiG4es/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/w4mvDQn5tqY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/02/cruel-joke.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cDR30zfip7ImA9Wx9VF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-2276518937489059025</id><published>2011-02-03T22:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T22:51:16.386-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-03T22:51:16.386-06:00</app:edited><title>Busting Out of NWA</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/2276518937489059025/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=2276518937489059025&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/2276518937489059025?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/2276518937489059025?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/t_ESe44LLs8/busting-out-of-nwa.html" title="Busting Out of NWA" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4079/5415185752_2a5b2a3f22_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Today was our 3rd snow day this week.  Tomorrow will be #4!  So what do people do when they get sick of snow days?  I don't know what normal people do, but we got the heck out of dodge.  We decided to head to Central Arkansas where travel isn't a problem and the temperature will remain above zero.  You may ask why we were so anxious to get away from our winter wonderland.  Here are some pictures 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qAoXiCaT_B6qyj6gvOLYbiF6kIk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qAoXiCaT_B6qyj6gvOLYbiF6kIk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/t_ESe44LLs8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/02/busting-out-of-nwa.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MGRns8eSp7ImA9Wx9VFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-87771434897918121</id><published>2011-02-02T10:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T10:50:27.571-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-02T10:50:27.571-06:00</app:edited><title>Here We Are Again</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/87771434897918121/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=87771434897918121&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/87771434897918121?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/87771434897918121?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/vHfvNi__3iU/here-we-are-again.html" title="Here We Are Again" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M8uod6Clfbw/TUmIkb33nTI/AAAAAAAAAaA/sJQ8JNzVrrY/s72-c/splashing.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Well, today is snow day #5 of the year.  Who knows how many more we have.  We are covered in snow with some ice underneath.  The thermometer says 8 degrees.  It is hard to believe that last Saturday it was in the 70's and we were wearing t-shirts and grilling outside.  We also enjoyed going out and seeing the trumpeter swans that unexplainably call Arkansas home for the winter.  Here are some 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QTYOhvtJvUHoMZJJKmGG4iyHYvs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QTYOhvtJvUHoMZJJKmGG4iyHYvs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/vHfvNi__3iU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/02/here-we-are-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkANR347eip7ImA9Wx9VFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-7575254565584232537</id><published>2011-01-30T20:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:26:36.002-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-30T20:26:36.002-06:00</app:edited><title>House Hunting and More Winter</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/7575254565584232537/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=7575254565584232537&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/7575254565584232537?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/7575254565584232537?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/EJVrZfDbUZw/house-hunting-and-more-winter.html" title="House Hunting and More Winter" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Hubby and I have began the task of house hunting.  We moved to Northwest Arkansas a year and a half ago.  We have been living in an apartment since we have been here, but now have decided it's time to buy a house.  It is something that has turned out to be harder and more time consuming than I thought.  We have just started and I can't even count how many hours have been spent surfing the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kHcZeKfAkv60ptYzVTRpHfjAmb8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kHcZeKfAkv60ptYzVTRpHfjAmb8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/EJVrZfDbUZw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/01/house-hunting-and-more-winter.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EEQHg-fSp7ImA9Wx9VEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-3250638716111358872</id><published>2011-01-27T16:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T16:00:01.655-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-27T16:00:01.655-06:00</app:edited><title>What a Tease!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/3250638716111358872/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=3250638716111358872&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/3250638716111358872?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/3250638716111358872?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/ab6ZYU2d4K0/what-tease.html" title="What a Tease!" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Mother Nature can be down right mean sometimes.  I have two issues with her this week. January has been a brute of a month weatherwise.  We have been cloudy, cold, and have also had our fair share of winter weather.  I know it's really nothing compared to what lots of places have to endure, but for crying out loud we are in Arkansas.  It's the south, we are below the Mason Dixon Line, and the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LshRfcz1dpKoWneCn71ypcaqezY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LshRfcz1dpKoWneCn71ypcaqezY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/ab6ZYU2d4K0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-tease.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EFSXc7fyp7ImA9Wx9VEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-7156200143170433470</id><published>2011-01-26T02:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T02:13:38.907-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-26T02:13:38.907-06:00</app:edited><title>Mom's Birthday Weekend</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/7156200143170433470/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=7156200143170433470&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/7156200143170433470?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/7156200143170433470?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/BijyULA_1Iw/moms-birthday-weekend.html" title="Mom's Birthday Weekend" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M8uod6Clfbw/TT_VBcLw0MI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Kk9Yjr2PT8U/s72-c/cakeandgifts.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">We have been all kinds of busy around here lately.  Hubby and I are each taking two graduate classes this semester so we have been trying to get back into the swing of things with that.  After having two snow days last week, it's been a challenge going back to work.  Hubby is now doing after school tutoring two days a week and I am doing a faculty book study about working with guided reading 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/au50ZirOmWCOvogGsEkn2llQPU0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/au50ZirOmWCOvogGsEkn2llQPU0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/BijyULA_1Iw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/01/moms-birthday-weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcFRn08fSp7ImA9Wx9WFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-1898212975065191521</id><published>2011-01-20T18:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T18:00:17.375-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-20T18:00:17.375-06:00</app:edited><title>Snow Day (Part Deux)</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/1898212975065191521/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=1898212975065191521&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/1898212975065191521?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/1898212975065191521?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/yJN1Z4rc_a8/snow-day-part-deux.html" title="Snow Day (Part Deux)" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M8uod6Clfbw/TTjLKHM1D0I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/l8brJHrqj1U/s72-c/sadie+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">We enjoyed another snow day today and this one was a real snow day.  In my town there was anywhere from 4-6 inches.  The weather moved in about 2 a.m. and ended around 11 a.m.  It was beautiful while it was falling.  Snow is always so peaceful and to me is just another reminder of God's love being so pure and unyielding. 

Hubby and I got out and spent a little time enjoying the snow.  We even 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LRAkctc3qzrudFTBK2dogkMaHbE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LRAkctc3qzrudFTBK2dogkMaHbE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/yJN1Z4rc_a8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-day-part-deux.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMNQ386fCp7ImA9Wx9WE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-6352157801353112347</id><published>2011-01-17T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T16:31:32.114-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-17T16:31:32.114-06:00</app:edited><title>Relax</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/6352157801353112347/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=6352157801353112347&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/6352157801353112347?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/6352157801353112347?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/Qb9d-AgyYH4/relax.html" title="Relax" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">I feel very fortunate to say that I have enjoyed two relaxing weekends in a row.  It's amazing how refreshed and ready for the week you are when you have the opportunity to just relax.

Both of the past two weekends were spent back in Central Arkansas.  To have the opportunity to get away from our day-to-day life was really nice.  We laid around the house and enjoyed family time.  We went to see 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Sv23ZaCnJG4a0dGNe9kaRj03z8E/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Sv23ZaCnJG4a0dGNe9kaRj03z8E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/Qb9d-AgyYH4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/01/relax.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ACRHw4fyp7ImA9Wx9XGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-8851488745615291914</id><published>2011-01-12T21:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:36:05.237-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-12T21:36:05.237-06:00</app:edited><title>Walt Disney World-The Video</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/8851488745615291914/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=8851488745615291914&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/8851488745615291914?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/8851488745615291914?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/QFvBl2Lt7F8/walt-disney-world-video.html" title="Walt Disney World-The Video" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">This is my last post on our Christmas at Walt Disney World.  Instead of posting picture after picture, I made a little video.  It was so fun and if you ever want to make a video with your pictures, I recommend using Animoto. 


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Hubby and I stayed home all day and we 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/G8u-XqR9cUAoPu94Xtm8297sr3U/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/G8u-XqR9cUAoPu94Xtm8297sr3U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~4/TYpaxf1a8VM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/2011/01/almost-snow-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MBRns_fyp7ImA9Wx9XEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5397216788738950573.post-4527150797595740390</id><published>2011-01-05T20:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T20:37:37.547-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-05T20:37:37.547-06:00</app:edited><title>Walt Disney World-More Food</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mike-lorrie-nichols.blogspot.com/feeds/4527150797595740390/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5397216788738950573&amp;postID=4527150797595740390&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/4527150797595740390?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5397216788738950573/posts/default/4527150797595740390?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JournalOfOurBlessedLife/~3/-5VqpcpQBtY/walt-disney-world-more-food.html" title="Walt Disney World-More Food" /><author><name>Lorrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12563531059557216458</uri><email>Lorrieanne@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03977195051810289401" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M8uod6Clfbw/TSUdwW3vzdI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7jd-7wyptAE/s72-c/salad.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">I was feeling a little "blue" today after the Sugar Bowl loss last night.  (Ready for next season to start; I miss Razorback football already.)  But, looking at this food made me feel a little better.
We had our Christmas dinner at The Hollywood Brown Derby in the Hollywood Studios Park.  This was the most disappointing meal of our trip, but there were still a few highlights. 



The Original 
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