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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:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IARnw-eyp7ImA9WhRRFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786010889284587079</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:52:27.253-08:00</updated><category term="Reverb10" /><category term="Beats" /><category term="Listening To" /><category term="Life" /><category term="Eats" /><category term="Academia" /><category term="Travel" /><category term="French" /><category term="Theology" /><title>les (més)aventures</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786010889284587079/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07703992102495334725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUlXEkkCTwA/SofXBtGwYOI/AAAAAAAAFog/5xzq80jIbhM/S220/image111.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>244</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/Lesmsaventures" /><feedburner:info uri="lesmsaventures" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04HQXk4fCp7ImA9WhZQGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786010889284587079.post-4829191427193196182</id><published>2011-04-27T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T01:12:10.734-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-27T01:12:10.734-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Theology" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Eats" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beats" /><title>It's Time...</title><content type="html">...and now is as good of a time as any...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;to introduce my new and shiny &lt;a href="http://www.lesmesaventures.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I've been anticipating the switch for quite some time,&lt;br /&gt;
especially with the changes that will ensue of possibly&lt;br /&gt;
moving to France, applying to grad school, graduating from&lt;br /&gt;
college, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Since I've started this blog, I've got countless encouragement&lt;br /&gt;
and feedback, with over 400+ views per month and subscribers&lt;br /&gt;
from all over the world. I am truly humbled. &lt;i&gt;Thank you&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;So naturally, that means that this site will no longer be updated....&lt;/div&gt;I'm pretty sure that you already figured that one out...&lt;br /&gt;
And because I love my followers and because I don't&lt;br /&gt;
want to lose a single one of you, please update your&lt;br /&gt;
google readers or whatever to:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.lesmesaventures.com/"&gt;www.lesmesaventures.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And be sure to come visit me, leave comments or just say hello!&lt;br /&gt;
It's just the same stuff, just a different/better/awesome-er platform.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-4829191427193196182?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah. &lt;i&gt;Obsessed&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So... I was going to call this recipe "Mexican Steak" but that's a little misleading because there's nothing inherently Mexican about it. So... I'm calling it So-Cal Steak because it's a little bit of the LA foodie style, heavily influenced by all the Latino/a residents. Sound fair? Thought so.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;The Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1/2 lb - 1 lb Steak. Sliced thin and without the fat.&lt;br /&gt;
Fresh chopped cilantro (about 1/4 cup)&lt;br /&gt;
1/2 white onion, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;
Fajita seasoning (I got it in a packet in the soup aisle at Ralphs)&lt;br /&gt;
2-3 tbsp oil (to mix with the seasoning&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Instructions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mix the steak, cilantro, and onions in a bowl. Make sure it's evenly distributed.&lt;br /&gt;
In a separate small bowl, mix the fajita seasonings with the oil. It should be a bit thicker, but not like a stiff paste. Once the dressing is to your desired consistency, mix it with the meat mix.&amp;nbsp;The reason that you want the marinade to be a bit thicker is because you want it to coat the meat, not just "sit there". &amp;nbsp;Make sure to mix well and get all the meat coated. Cover the bowl and let it sit in the fridge for 2-24 hours, depending on the time. The longer the better, the marinade can get in and really saturate it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once you're finished marinating it, pre-heat a skillet on the stovetop for a few minutes. Drop the meat in and cook on medium heat until done. Easy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And if you're serious about this recipe, there's a bonus step. After all the meat is cooked, remove it from the pan, leaving the juices behind. (Yes, there will be liquid left in the pan). At this point, don't take the pan off the heat, instead add a few slices of raw onion. Cook for 2-3 minutes, until the onions are slightly cooked and the liquid has begun to thicken. Add to the cooked meat. Double yum.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But if you're &lt;i&gt;especially&lt;/i&gt; protein starved, like I was today, you can chop up about a tbsp of fresh cilantro, add it to the bottom of a clean bowl. Then, poach two eggs and add on top of the fresh cilantro. It'll weaken the "attack" of the herb, without losing potency. Top with some salt and pepper. Serve alongside the steak. &lt;i&gt;Voila&lt;/i&gt;. Steak and eggs, California style. And if this is a dinner entrée, add a glass of red wine and you're good to go.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yum. Dig in! (I have leftovers for tomorrow's lunch. Score!)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But in other news, my teeth are free from their wire-y cages. Meaning, my braces are gone! Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;
Wanna see a picture? I'll assume that the answer is "yes"....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fU5ox_ZRaE/TbZtdJtUXUI/AAAAAAAAHJQ/yAi6V5X7U-4/s1600/Photo+9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fU5ox_ZRaE/TbZtdJtUXUI/AAAAAAAAHJQ/yAi6V5X7U-4/s400/Photo+9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So there you have it. Steak and pearly whites. Perfect evening, if I do say so myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-1746423611424554905?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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been longing for during practically my whole academic career at UCLA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;I'm getting my braces off tomorrow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ohhhh, I am excited. I even promised my orthodontist that I'd bake him&lt;br /&gt;
brownies as a "reward" for letting me take my braces off before June. I&lt;br /&gt;
think my bribery worked. And true to my word, he's getting a pan of&lt;br /&gt;
double chocolate caramel brownies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For some reason, I feel almost like I have stockholm syndrome or&lt;br /&gt;
something. The braces are coming off but I have the suspicion that&lt;br /&gt;
tomorrow will bring a touch of nostalgia, a little bit of emotion. It's been&lt;br /&gt;
over a year and a half since they were put on. And, as odd as it sounds, we've&lt;br /&gt;
been through a lot together. Walking into that office tomorrow, I'm a whole&lt;br /&gt;
other person. I've grown up in so many different ways, it's really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So before I try to make these braces into an allegorical allusion for my life,&lt;br /&gt;
I'll just end with this: &lt;b&gt;I am so excited.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-1805296794537964765?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/22439234"&gt;The Mountain&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/terjes"&gt;Terje Sorgjerd&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Absolutely incredible. Breath-taking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-2142046471676595530?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- - - - - - -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;You’re the center of the universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Everything was made in You Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Breath of every living thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Everyone was made for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You hold everything together&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You hold everything together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Christ be the &lt;b&gt;center&lt;/b&gt; of our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Be the &lt;b&gt;place&lt;/b&gt; we &lt;b&gt;fix&lt;/b&gt; our eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Be the center of our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We lift our eyes to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We wrap our lives around your Word&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We lift our eyes to heaven, to You.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="30" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KE3HKym0tRE?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Charlie Hall - "Center"&lt;br /&gt;
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(p.s. I found a way to eliminate the "video" part of the YouTube link when I embed it into my blog posts. So just click and hear the song! Cool, huh?!?!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-1746728068281231063?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway, as we were parting, he said to me "&lt;i&gt;bon courag&lt;/i&gt;e". Typically in French, this means something like "good luck". But in the French language, there's two different ways of saying "good luck". It's either &lt;i&gt;bon chance&lt;/i&gt;, which means "good fortune/luck" or it's &lt;i&gt;bon courage&lt;/i&gt;. The phrase &lt;i&gt;bon courage&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;emphasizes, obviously, the idea of perseverance and courage. I had always knew what the phrase meant but it really struck me as we parted.&lt;br /&gt;
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According to the French/English dictionary that's my bedside companion, the word "courage" in French is essentially the same word in English: courage, bravery. But surprisingly, it also means energy. So the essence of the phrase &lt;i&gt;bon courage&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is to have strength to do the task at hand, to be brave in difficult times. &amp;nbsp;So that's exactly what I'm going to do. Encouraging, &lt;i&gt;oui&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Bon courage à tous!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-3035205206209998758?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This is amazing. Not only is she an excellent poetic artist, but an incredible public speaker. It's a wee bit long but really inspiring! I've always loved SLAM poetry and spoken word poetry, so it is a special treat to see the backstory and how Kay gets her inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;
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(p.s. you might not be able to see the video on Google Reader or whatever. If not, just click through to the actual blog site! Thanks!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-6849875031456244922?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So obviously, I like theologically based music. There's something wonderful about being able to express my religious beliefs within the context of song. I'm a firm believer that my soul has its own way of "singing" before the Lord, as new age-y as that may seem. And in the Bible, the Lord is blessed when people lift up their voices and offer their instruments in worship to Him.&lt;br /&gt;
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And when I came across this &lt;a href="http://scripture-lullabies.com/"&gt;CD&lt;/a&gt;, I was so so thankful. Actual scriptural verses set to amazingly soothing lullaby tunes. Although it's intended for children, I find that I'm getting a lot of benefit from it. Honestly, theology is theology. It doesn't matter if you're 3 or 50, the gospel and the Bible consistently have the same message. Can a grownup lady learn new things from a CD intended for children? Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PRki-o9OvAA/TDNyg7aRKvI/AAAAAAAAAzo/-tIeCH5yBcg/s1600/securedownload.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PRki-o9OvAA/TDNyg7aRKvI/AAAAAAAAAzo/-tIeCH5yBcg/s400/securedownload.jpg" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So don't be weirded out because it's intended for children. The music is really well done. I never would have guessed that it was originally made for kids! So adults, have no fear! I highly highly highly recommend getting your hands on a copy. It's just Bible verses set to music, no crazy stuff. Pure and simple. It brings me right back to the Bible, where I need to be in the first place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Buy a CD or a digital copy off the website - &lt;a href="http://scripture-lullabies.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-3304138681731145847?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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John Legend - "Rolling In The Deep" (Adele Cover)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-1450587356409191260?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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THAT'S TEN FINGERS. TWO HANDS.&lt;br /&gt;
THIS IS A BIG DEAL.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That is all. Carry on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-236921376413423226?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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(Found this quote somewhere the recesses of my blogroll. Awesome, right?)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When your hope is in the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;
when you are getting inner sense of well-being and security from Him,&lt;br /&gt;
When He is the reason you continue even when things are hard,&lt;br /&gt;
Then you are building your life on something that is&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;reliable&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;sure&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
When you are waiting on the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;
you have placed your&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;hope&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;in the One&lt;br /&gt;
who is the ultimate source of everything that’s wise, good, and true.&lt;br /&gt;
When you wait for the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;
you are placing your&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;safety&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;in the hands of the One whose power is immeasurable.&lt;br /&gt;
When you wait for the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;
you are getting your&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;comfort&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;from the One whose love is boundless.&lt;br /&gt;
When you wait for the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;
you can be&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;secure&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;in the reality that He rules over all things.&lt;br /&gt;
When you wait for the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;
you can live with&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;confidence&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;because you know&lt;br /&gt;
that every one of His promises is true.&lt;br /&gt;
When you wait for the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;
you can be&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;hopeful&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;even in weakness because you know&lt;br /&gt;
that&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;His grace is sufficient&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;
- Paul David Tripp&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Reblogged from &lt;a href="http://www.russell-life.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-5693306411587908827?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
As it turned out, I had music team practice that evening. And for those of you who don't know, I usually sing for UCLA GOC in our times of worship, which is a huge blessing. I love serving them! And God, in his great providence, has us singing this song for Friday night. It just flattened me as I looked over the lyrics and sang them through with the team. I've heard it before, but the lyrics took on a new dimension as I pondered the state of my life right now, facing the end of undergrad with the unknown prospects of being an "adult". It's a bit scary, right?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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"All I Have Is Christ" - Sovereign Grace Music&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now I'm not the most "emotional" person, meaning that I don't cry on cue, but this song definitely makes me tear up. The reason? &lt;i&gt;All I have&lt;/i&gt; is Christ. He's my sole possession, the ultimate prize. Everything else just pales in comparison to him. Nothing really matters. Not grades, not GRE's, not grad schools, not moving overseas, &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt;. Now, that's not to say that I don't put my best effort out. I do! But my focus needs to be a little more eternally focused.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So this goes above and beyond me, if my God has the ability to provide for my salvation, He can surely provide for me &lt;i&gt;right now&lt;/i&gt;. Like the song says, "All I know is grace". Indeed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-8689613518911883826?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Waitlisted&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That word hit me like a bullet in the chest as I sat in Jimmy's Coffee Shop with my friends. I was expecting either a "yes" or a "no". Not a "maybe". That was exactly the response that I was hoping to avoid. But I'm learning that my expectations and the Lord's plans aren't always on the same plane. That is, my hopes and dreams are drastically different than what is &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So what do I do? I wait some more. I put my trust that the Lord will give me an answer in his timing. All good and perfect things come from His hands, so that's where my faith is and that's where my hope lies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-7496611627318526164?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/G13CFZvXgAu-YBpItADE2c0tsJQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/G13CFZvXgAu-YBpItADE2c0tsJQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lesmsaventures/~4/DhGCi53egFo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com/feeds/7496611627318526164/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com/2011/04/france.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786010889284587079/posts/default/7496611627318526164?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786010889284587079/posts/default/7496611627318526164?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lesmsaventures/~3/DhGCi53egFo/france.html" title="France" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07703992102495334725</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="29" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QUlXEkkCTwA/SofXBtGwYOI/AAAAAAAAFog/5xzq80jIbhM/S220/image111.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com/2011/04/france.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQGSXc4eSp7ImA9WhZSGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786010889284587079.post-6310112841949871283</id><published>2011-04-02T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T20:12:08.931-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-02T20:12:08.931-07:00</app:edited><title>Prime!</title><content type="html">Okay. I've mentioned before that I love a good deal. Really, I do.&lt;br /&gt;
But this goes above and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/help/customer/display.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;nodeId=13819211"&gt;Amazon Prime.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What is Amazon Prime? It's a service (usually priced at $80 per year)&lt;br /&gt;
that gives the user free 2-day shipping and zero fees on just about any&lt;br /&gt;
purchase. It saves both time and money, two precious commodities.&lt;br /&gt;
And for someone who buys her textbooks online and makes a lot of&lt;br /&gt;
miscellaneous purchases through Amazon, Prime seems too good to be&lt;br /&gt;
true.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But it gets better. Oh... it really does. Now, I've mentioned this to a few&lt;br /&gt;
of my friends, but I thought I'd just make a general public service announcement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Amazon Prime is free for college students.&lt;/i&gt; Yes. I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;
All you have to do is have a working and active college (.edu) email&lt;br /&gt;
address and tell them your major. It's as easy as that! The free "trial" period&lt;br /&gt;
lasts for a year. But I'm pretty sure that you can "renew" if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So if you're a student at any university, big or small, you can e-shop to your&lt;br /&gt;
hearts' content! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Click the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/student/signup/info/ref=cm_sw_r_fa_amst"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to get started!&lt;br /&gt;
(And if you're not a student, but a parent, there's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/mom/signup/info"&gt;Amazon Mom&lt;/a&gt;. It offers basically the same thing!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-6310112841949871283?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5T3MEmZRWA/TZdXuqeOi7I/AAAAAAAAHHk/slJSd2g_htk/s1600/TB_12111458_100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5T3MEmZRWA/TZdXuqeOi7I/AAAAAAAAHHk/slJSd2g_htk/s400/TB_12111458_100.jpg" width="351" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's light, crisp, effortless, and chic. What more could a girl want? Although the price point is a little steep for my budget, I'm definitely taking the inspiration in mind when I choose some other pieces for my spring wardrobe!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;wearing this spring season? Talk to me, people!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-6371579286435474438?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jnhEedL7oqo/TZD6HXJ5fjI/AAAAAAAAHHc/79Yt9PsneXQ/s1600/Extra+Lean+Ground+Turkey+Breast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jnhEedL7oqo/TZD6HXJ5fjI/AAAAAAAAHHc/79Yt9PsneXQ/s400/Extra+Lean+Ground+Turkey+Breast.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As a college student, I love quick and easy meals. My schedule is up and down, changing at any moment. And honestly, the majority of my time is spent in study. But it's always helpful to have something "ready" to eat, especially after I come home from the gym and am famished! So, I decided to try and add some lean meats to the equation. I never really bought ground meat of any kind before, especially because I had no idea what to do with it!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But like I said, I couldn't pass up a deal. So I stumbled upon this recipe today and decided to make some "meatloaf" cups for lunch, saving a few for dinners or breakfasts. And true to form, I substituted and omitted ingredients due to what I had in my pantry/fridge. I didn't add red pepper, couscous, or worcestershire sauce. Instead, I added about 1/2 cup of rolled oats, for texture and consistency. I also decided to make these "French" meatloaf cups by adding "&lt;a href="http://ninecooks.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/03/16/herbsdeprovence.jpg"&gt;Herbes de Provence&lt;/a&gt;" seasoning.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To serve, I'm planning on adding some dijon mustard to add the final kick of flavor! Here's the "real" recipe but don't feel afraid to mix it up and experiment. Maybe next time, I'll try making a Mexican version of this, with taco seasoning and cilantro. Yum! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="ingredients" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;2 cups coarsely chopped zucchini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;1 1/2 cups coarsely chopped onions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;1 red bell pepper, coarsely chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;1 pound extra lean ground turkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;1/2 cup uncooked couscous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;1 egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;1 tablespoon Dijon mustard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;1/2 cup barbecue sauce, or as needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: dotted; border-top-width: 1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 20px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="directions" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ol style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: decimal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 16px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 16px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="plaincharacterwrap break" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees F (200 degrees C). Spray 20 muffin cups with cooking spray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="plaincharacterwrap break" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Place zucchini, onions, and red bell pepper into a food processor, and pulse several times until finely chopped but not liquefied. Place the vegetables into a bowl, and mix in ground turkey, couscous, egg, Worcestershire sauce, and Dijon mustard until thoroughly combined. Fill each prepared muffin cup about 3/4 full. Top each cup with about 1 teaspoon of barbecue sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="plaincharacterwrap break" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Bake in the preheated oven until juices run clear, about 25 minutes. Internal temperature of a muffin measured by an instant-read meat thermometer should be at least 160 degrees F (70 degrees C). Let stand 5 minutes before serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aORRlfeBMUU/TY-O6QqZ8GI/AAAAAAAAHHI/k0gqD0M6h00/s1600/IMG_1047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aORRlfeBMUU/TY-O6QqZ8GI/AAAAAAAAHHI/k0gqD0M6h00/s400/IMG_1047.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A3hLhYmMnJ4/TY-O9uiw9vI/AAAAAAAAHHM/2HZTtFnCqBg/s1600/IMG_1058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A3hLhYmMnJ4/TY-O9uiw9vI/AAAAAAAAHHM/2HZTtFnCqBg/s400/IMG_1058.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, this isn't Disney... Hogwarts, actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g79N6jbu-dE/TY-O-STwTcI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/otm-sqQeWqA/s1600/IMG_1072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g79N6jbu-dE/TY-O-STwTcI/AAAAAAAAHHQ/otm-sqQeWqA/s400/IMG_1072.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My accomplice, the lovely Emily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So after a relaxing and beautiful week, I'm feeling slightly more ready to return back to UCLA. Spring quarter is going to be tough, no lies. It's the final push before graduation. ALSO, I find out about the French &lt;a href="http://therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com/2011/02/waiting-game.html"&gt;program&lt;/a&gt; some time in April, hopefully earlier rather than later. So I'll keep all of you guys posted!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-1251955955427887521?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BBZnpcslW5g?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Take a listen and enjoy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You have ordained every breath we take.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; In pleasure or pain, there is no mistake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Gladness and grief, both are in Your hand&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; And sufferings brief carry out Your plan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; And our fleeting sorrows&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; When some bright tomorrow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; We’ll see You with our eyes, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 21.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grace upon grace flows down, flows down&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grace upon grace flows down, flows down&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Through the precious blood of Christ&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Father of lights, Giver of all grace&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Your mercies crown our lives all our days&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; River of Life, quench our thirsty souls&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; For no true delight does Your love withhold&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; And in every season&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; We are satisfied&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; For just one reason&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Christ was crucified.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 21.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 21.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All good gifts, every good thing &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Comes to us freely, so freely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; All good gifts, every good thing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Comes to us freely, so freely&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Through the precious blood&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 18.0px Arial; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Through the precious blood&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-1143531691906595823?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Lucy Schwartz - "Gone Away"&lt;br /&gt;
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Relient K - "The Lining is Silver"&lt;br /&gt;
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Laura Veirs - "July Flame"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-4797788342581083348?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. I'll repeat that. &lt;i&gt;One thousand and five hundred pages.&lt;/i&gt; Helloooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spring break. The good news? I'll be in sunny Florida with my friend Emily,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;away from school&amp;nbsp;and chaos. So, hopefully I'll get some serious reading done and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps work on a tan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. You want to know what I'll be reading...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This. James Boswell's &lt;i&gt;Life of Johnson&lt;/i&gt;. And this isn't my first time reading it either. Well, I already read the abridged version for a class (taught by the professor overseeing my thesis now) but for the academic sake of my thesis, I really need to read the original. The unabridged version. The monster. Well... I can't say that I'm not a &lt;i&gt;little &lt;/i&gt;bit excited. I mean, I'm doing serious academic work, the kind that I really enjoy and get all rah-rah about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I've just about finished a paper for my 19th-20th century British Poetry class, so... that's a big relief. I've also got a pretty decent handle on my thesis abstract (a.k.a. what I'll be writing about). It's not set in stone or really established, but I'll share more on the blog as I write and discuss my topic more with my advisor. Suffice it to say, I'm pretty excited. Scratch that, I'm totally stoked. I feel that the Lord has put this opportunity in my life and I'm in the right place, with the right people. I'm milking my UCLA experience for all its got. At the end of my last quarter, I'll be exhausted and academically spent. But I really think that I need to grab ahold of all the gifts that I have and use them to the best of my ability.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can you guys do? Please be praying for me. Spring 2011 will be a really chaotic time for me, academically. This is my final push before graduation. And I firmly believe that if the Lord chooses to send me to grad school, this quarter will decide a lot of things for my academic future. But in any case, I'm just doing the best work that I can and trusting in the Lord the best way I know how. I do know that my time at UCLA is limited and that I need to soak it all up. No matter what &lt;a href="http://therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com/2011/02/waiting-game.html"&gt;happens&lt;/a&gt; to me next year, I know that I'll miss being a student and taking a bajillion English classes. For real you guys, that's what hurts the most about graduating. All the new English newbies will be taking amazing classes that the department hasn't offered before. No fair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as an aside, I have something totally random and off-the-cuff to share with you guys. (But let's be honest... isn't that the whole &lt;i&gt;point&lt;/i&gt; of a blog? Sorry. That's a topic for another post.) This will totally and forever peg me as a grammar/syntax nerd but I'm really enjoying the fact that I can write in passive voice on my blog. Too much formal writing, not enough fragments and dangling modifiers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I'm pretty much done with blogging for the evening. My brain is fried. I'm pretty sure that you guys can tell. Oops.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, has anybody caught on to the fact that since I &lt;a href="http://therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com/2011/02/busy-season.html"&gt;posted&lt;/a&gt; that I was in finals, I've been posting rather &lt;i&gt;regularly&lt;/i&gt;...? I'll blame the stress. It drives a girl to blog and to make an excessive amount of fruit smoothies. &lt;i&gt;Just sayin'.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-1713552810981400041?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So, I've resorted to scouting out the most serene coffee shops. Last quarter, I wrote my 18 page long behemoth of a paper at a Peet's Coffee in Brentwood, which had light classical music and NO students. That meant no distractions and I didn't have to fight for a table with an outlet nearby. However, Brentwood is a pretty swanky area. This means that many many celebrities come into that area for restaurants/shopping. Even Heidi Klum lives in the area. And the last time I was at Peet's... Halle Berry was at the restaurant next door, causing the place to be swarmed with paparazzi. Needless to say, it was an exciting atmosphere, but not a good one for getting serious work done.&lt;br /&gt;
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My roomie, Anita, suggested Funnel Mill &lt;a href="http://www.funnelmill.com/index.html"&gt;Coffee&lt;/a&gt; as an alternative place to study. From the way that she described it, it almost seemed too good to be true. Free parking, gourmet coffee, and even a NO CELL PHONE policy. So we decided to go and get some studying/writing done today. Let's just put it this way, it completely met and exceeded my expectations for a study spot.&lt;br /&gt;
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First of all, let's begin with the COFFEE. I have never ever seen coffee brewed this way before. It was like watching a science lab. They brew the coffee through what is called a "Siphon". It's too complicated to describe so I'm posting a few pictures so that you have some sort of idea what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nBg51K3rhj0/TXbn8w9dFVI/AAAAAAAAHHA/VmP1YIT2iOw/s1600/siphon_web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nBg51K3rhj0/TXbn8w9dFVI/AAAAAAAAHHA/VmP1YIT2iOw/s400/siphon_web.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0i_8sdgp-Gw/TXbn8O1b54I/AAAAAAAAHG8/FLuQDLto1mo/s1600/siphon-coffee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0i_8sdgp-Gw/TXbn8O1b54I/AAAAAAAAHG8/FLuQDLto1mo/s400/siphon-coffee.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Crazy, right? It's a Bunsen burner that forces the water through the grinds and filters it. Totally like a chemistry lab. While the way that they brew it is unique, the quality of coffee is off the charts good. Now, I'm not a big coffee buff in any way, shape, or form but I could definitely appreciate the unique flavor and quality of what I was tasting. I got the vanilla cream coffee, which came with vanilla infused creamer, as well as vanilla sugar. It was like 12-14 oz of coffee for around $3.75, which isn't too bad for the work that went into it and the obvious quality difference. What an experience!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The second thing that I LOVED about this spot was how quiet it was. Like I mentioned before, they had a no cellphone policy. This place was meant for people to work in. And they set up their atmosphere to facilitate that. Soft classical music in the background, comfy chairs and tables... even outlets at every. single. seat. You had to search high and low for one spot in that place that didn't have access to electricity. It was awesome. Funnel Mill definitely caters to people just like me, who like quiet study spaces and coffee with attitude.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Definitely check out their &lt;a href="http://www.funnelmill.com/index.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; and if you're in Santa Monica, stop over for an amazing experience! I'll definitely be going there again and again!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-5849145571902066656?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Rhut-Roh...&lt;br /&gt;
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Bjork - It's Oh So Quiet&lt;br /&gt;
Lyrics &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/bjork/itsohsoquiet.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786010889284587079-7206868141269727851?l=therearegreenerpastures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But honestly, some melodic structures within some of these songs are actually strong and complex. And hearing them in a classical way puts this aspect right in front of you. Some people are off-put by all the hard hitting beats and slick electronic hooks. I get that, I really do. But sometimes, it takes a good cover to initiate appreciation for something that you wouldn't normally listen to.&lt;br /&gt;
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Enter a group, named &lt;a href="http://astonmusic.bandcamp.com/"&gt;Aston&lt;/a&gt;. From Australia, this creative team has created a lucrative career out of "re-doing" pop music in a classical setting. It's really really well done and they are excellent musicians. For reals. We're talking talent. &amp;nbsp;To showcase what I consider their finer work,&amp;nbsp;I've posted two covers. One is by Adele (who is by no means pop, but jazzy soul) and La Roux, who is by definition electronica pop. Enjoy and let me know which one you like the best!&lt;br /&gt;
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This is the La Roux original, titled &lt;i&gt;Bulletproof&lt;/i&gt;. Get a feel for the song first, then listen to the cover. See how different they are? The same song, but totally different sentiments!&lt;br /&gt;
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And here's the original Adele song, titled &lt;i&gt;Someone Like You&lt;/i&gt;. Both versions are so beautiful! That voice! I die.&lt;br /&gt;
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My dad was born in Allentown Hospital. He was special, yes sirree! When he was one he fell down the stairs alot but he never got hurt. Once he call "Mommy!" then fell down the stairs. He was so dizzy!
He had three brothers, Lee, Ray and Jimmy. He was the third child. It was fun! He lived in the city. They played ball in the alley. He had to walk one mile to his bus stop. He loved his second grade teacher. He wanted to marry her!
He loved science and music. Science was his favorite subject. He did not like art. It didn't suit him. His favorite game was marbles. GI Joe was his favorite toy. He had chores to do, like brush his teeth, make his bed, set the table and mow the lawn. 
Once he visited Mount Rushmore and the Grand Canyon. He caught his first trout when he went fishing and once his dog at his friend's ice cream right off the cone!
When he was a teenager he moved around alot. It was scary moving to new schools. When he was in High School he was the photographer for the town newspaper. His first job was cleaning floors in a nursing home.
He met his wife (mommy) in church when he was praying for a good wife and the Lord did give him a good wife. She is from Easton, Pennsylvania. He has four children, Jessica, John, Ann and Rachel. They are very special to him. Jessica is eight and loves art and is a good speller. John is seven and loves sports and skateboards. Ann is five and likes the Magic School bus. Rachel is four and loves to talk. Daddy prays all of the children will love Jesus.
He now helps people put new computers in their companies. He likes to read his Bible, look at the stars and go fishing. His favorite Bible verse is Galatians 6:14. His favorite song is "A Mighty Fortress is Our God." His favorite color is blue. His favorite food is pork and sauerkraut. His favorite candy is Zero bars. His favorite pet is a German Shepherd dog.  His favorite sport is baseball. His favorite flower is a white carnation. 
He would give kids my age advice to love the Lord your God with all your heart and soul and mind and your neighbor as yourself, ad to listen to your Mom and Dad. 
Daddy takes us to the park sometimes if it is not wet. Sometimes we go swimming in the summer. It is fun being with Daddy. Sometimes we go to the museum. We go to the beach and look for crabs with Dad and Mom. We love them very much.
My Daddy loves Jesus very much. I will never forget that. I love him so much and he loves me. My Daddy calls me Jess Lynn and the Sweet Bear.
We all live in a cozy blue house near woods and near adventures. Sometimes we go in the woods when we have the chance. Our Daddy loves the outdoors. He loves to look at the stars and moon. In fact, he loves the solar system.
You know why I love my Dad? Because he loves me and that is all that matters to me. He always will and I always will.

Jessica Lynn Haldeman was born August 18, 1987 in Abington, Pennsylvania. She is the oldest of three sisters and one brother in her family. Her hobbies are art and reading. She loves Jesus and she might want to be an artist when she grows up. She now lives in a light blue house in Sellersville, Pa. She is now the happy owner of an albino guinea pig who just delivered  two albino babies, named Snowball and Vanilla.
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