<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019</id><updated>2024-10-08T23:45:49.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a Real Humdinger</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to all the ins and outs, trials and tribulations, ups and downs, good and bad of my life. Enjoy =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019.post-4890162741197812574</id><published>2012-06-20T10:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2012-06-20T10:46:53.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WILW</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;So, I&#39;m going to take after my lovely friend Kelly Ginn (you may follow her blog at A Ginn and A Ginn) and do What I Love Wednesdays =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #93c47d;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&#39;m currently loving all things mint. I&#39;d love to dye my white jean capris a mint green! FAB!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #666666;&quot;&gt;Chevron &amp;amp; my initial - bingo!﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Random - I love corn on the cob on the grill! Jeffrey needs to be the grill master soon....&lt;/div&gt;
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I wish my backyard looked THIS amazing!!!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;And lastly, how to make homemade Febreeze (because I&#39;m a febreeze spraying fanatic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img alt=&quot;Homemade Febreze: What you&#39;ll need:  1/8 Cup of fabric softener (I used Downy April Fresh)  2 tablespoons Baking Soda  Hot tap water  Spray bottle (I used my empty 27 oz. Febreze bottle)  combine all in bottle, shake well and use!&quot; class=&quot;PinImageImg&quot; data-id=&quot;106467978661382034&quot; data-src=&quot;http://media-cache-ec3.pinterest.com/upload/41236152808583865_SEFcUgW1_b.jpg&quot; height=&quot;289&quot; src=&quot;http://media-cache-ec3.pinterest.com/upload/41236152808583865_SEFcUgW1_b.jpg&quot; style=&quot;opacity: 1;&quot; width=&quot;192&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Homemade Febreze: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;1/8 Cup of fabric softener (I used Downy April Fresh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 tablespoons Baking Soda  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Combine all in bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Let me start off with such amazing news... =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&#39;d like to welcome Brookelynn Isabella Lane to the world!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She was born May 21, 2012 at 5:03 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 pounds 14.3 ounces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.bliss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Such cuteness!!! I&#39;m such a proud Aunt already!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Next beginning. If you are friends with me on facebook, you have seen my paintings.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve recently just been painting away! And it&#39;s a new talent that I&#39;ve discovered in myself that I had NO idea that I had! It&#39;s pretty awesome I must say! So, here are the few that I&#39;ve done so far.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m probably not going to sell any of these just because well these are my first - but I need some suggestions on what to paint!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #3d85c6;&quot;&gt;So, lately I&#39;ve become obsessed with being more than organized.&amp;nbsp; Everything has to be in it&#39;s proper place.&amp;nbsp; If it has the ability to be alphabatized, it&#39;s alphabatized.&amp;nbsp; If it can be in a bin, yepp, it&#39;s in a bin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #3d85c6;&quot;&gt;=) So proud! I built the table all by myself!! Thanks Tarjay for such a great deal on the table and Ikea for the $10 umbrella!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #3d85c6;&quot;&gt;-M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/7263154587379623514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2012/05/miscellaneous-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/7263154587379623514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/7263154587379623514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2012/05/miscellaneous-thoughts.html' title='Miscellaneous Thoughts'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghOeVjaSX3zif4JLXjR3aMAsUdBC5E7w4MeVjwCgO5UX7uHZXdqMTSL8RwM1HNtpbgZgcwA4e-W-ngiJLGWAjs_d11-SuC9wxtF5596zikM5J9MLcJ4LlJkbuW1BmqrYoww0Lz41GFffE/s72-c/patio.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019.post-5351629364141488520</id><published>2012-05-09T10:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-05-09T10:29:03.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bills Bills Bills</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: blue;&quot;&gt;Ahh, back to blogging, and expressing myself in a place where it just doesn&#39;t matter what I talk about =) so, this one is going the be a plethora of things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Since moving to Kennesaw May of 2011 - let&#39;s just say BILLS have been a problem. UGH!! And -- since making the move to Decatur in April, they seem to just keep piling up more and more.&amp;nbsp; I find myself always paying SOMEONE money - whether it be the gas/electric people, AT&amp;amp;T for cable/internet, the landlord to have a roof over my head, gas to get to and from work to actually pay these stupid bills, miscellaneous expenses (grooming/shots for Molly, doctor visits and medication, and don&#39;t forget those fun but expensive nights out in downtown!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;However, since moving to Decatur (yepp, still live with Jeffrey and Manuel-- if you live with boys, you know how hard this can be at times),&amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve been able to&amp;nbsp;make&amp;nbsp;more friends, and been able to do&amp;nbsp;more things that are me.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve been able to take up painting&amp;nbsp;and go shopping more! It&#39;s been a blessing in disguise (behind all the money spent). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve recently been given the best gift of all (I think).&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m head coach&amp;nbsp;of a Central Dekalb&amp;nbsp;6 and under&amp;nbsp;Competitive Cheer team, and I couldn&#39;t be happier.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s all completely volunteer, but it&#39;s something to get me out and about.&amp;nbsp; If you&#39;ve known me, since well middle school, I love cheerleading with a passion.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s a pride and joy of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Here are some pics since last time I&#39;ve blogged:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;My beautiful Best Friend&#39;s Bridal Shower! This is the Bridal Party and Bride =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/5351629364141488520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2012/05/bills-bills-bills.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/5351629364141488520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/5351629364141488520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2012/05/bills-bills-bills.html' title='Bills Bills Bills'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Am7EG33By-ijV7TsxYkdeE-sWS2aJG7tS8vRdQgJ7sUqZ_l9YOKuOtm6S7TddQCzLwHtwilaEHCSjAOzU698PVlNaS-PMU3QvklAMiK8DxSYLDQi9QHxsKE8WFKX6UGkXorh06OAZZc/s72-c/jeffreymacc.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019.post-8725607174707598803</id><published>2011-10-26T19:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T19:53:51.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s been awhile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;It&#39;s been awhile since my last blog post! A lot has happened since.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve graduated college, moved out-of-state, got a job - then quit my job, started school to become a teacher, got another job to support myself, and now I&#39;m here today.&amp;nbsp; Let&#39;s just say, I&#39;ve learned A LOT since my last blog post!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihQO3n3RJtEp9JSpABKEtl7Yn9GDEh5KTnZRWawOkWaWqZQHxABZcs0Hd0RI3kVvLgbqGIsDxuTPaWLr63DQNnCjDqnQKYMUANSYJC0s7-QIKqtcYxX8PfNubSRqz99yOjMxYbDZEn93U/s1600/IMG_1513.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;238&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihQO3n3RJtEp9JSpABKEtl7Yn9GDEh5KTnZRWawOkWaWqZQHxABZcs0Hd0RI3kVvLgbqGIsDxuTPaWLr63DQNnCjDqnQKYMUANSYJC0s7-QIKqtcYxX8PfNubSRqz99yOjMxYbDZEn93U/s320/IMG_1513.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;GRAD CAP!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;color: #274e13;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&#39;ve learned how to live on a budget! I&#39;ve always been stable when it comes to money, I&#39;ve been able to do the things I&#39;ve wanted to do.&amp;nbsp; However, living paycheck to paycheck has taught me that I can NO LONGER live extravagant.&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t even remember the last time I bought myself something that I really wanted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&#39;ve learned responsibility! Let&#39;s be real, I&#39;ve always thought that I was a pretty responsible individual, but since moving I have gotten a dog (when I had a big girl job!!).&amp;nbsp; This dog is HIGH MAINTENANCE and loves being pampered, but I wouldn&#39;t have it any other way.&amp;nbsp; She&#39;s the best ever and truly loves me (as do most dogs love their owners!) Anyways, back to responsibility.&amp;nbsp; I had to train her, which I was terrified of - it&#39;s hit or miss! Then, on my lunch breaks I had to come home and take her out to reinforce &quot;outside...outside&quot;.&amp;nbsp; Let&#39;s just say, I&#39;ve never been responsible for anyone other than myself and it&#39;s taught me that I don&#39;t always come first.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbYciY7-_DB50ir1lsvSxTa3r2XE6IwzslmuvpGPRKhXC1BtBefUlcjQSRhyphenhyphenb_sbjaqCv4fHWvn2xRz9uoAtA1sxk0zqzAfR1dw5OWRDSH3EJ1ZohsR9eTYfz1go2zIaMHG31tGWCukpY/s1600/IMG_1673.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbYciY7-_DB50ir1lsvSxTa3r2XE6IwzslmuvpGPRKhXC1BtBefUlcjQSRhyphenhyphenb_sbjaqCv4fHWvn2xRz9uoAtA1sxk0zqzAfR1dw5OWRDSH3EJ1ZohsR9eTYfz1go2zIaMHG31tGWCukpY/s320/IMG_1673.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: magenta;&quot;&gt;This is Molly!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: white; color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Since graduating, I&#39;ve moved in with my boyfriend.&amp;nbsp; We&#39;ve been dating a while and let&#39;s just say I thought I really knew him! I mean c&#39;mon you learn to just &quot;be yourself&quot; in a relationship right? Well, I&#39;d like to say that you don&#39;t truly know someone until you live with them! I&#39;ve learned SO MUCH MORE about Jeffrey than I could have ever imagined.&amp;nbsp; We&#39;re total opposites - but, I like it! It makes it that much more interesting because each day is NEVER the same.&amp;nbsp; P.S. I would totally recommend living together BEFORE marriage.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Since moving, I haven&#39;t been able to see my family as often as I would like! This kills me! They come down to ATL maybe once every 2 months (??) I really don&#39;t know. But, it&#39;s only for the day! It sucks! I really do miss my family so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Hmmm, I think that&#39;s enough for now, I&#39;ll do more later. I&#39;m in class! BAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;
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Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;
-M</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/8725607174707598803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/8725607174707598803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/8725607174707598803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&#39;s been awhile...'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihQO3n3RJtEp9JSpABKEtl7Yn9GDEh5KTnZRWawOkWaWqZQHxABZcs0Hd0RI3kVvLgbqGIsDxuTPaWLr63DQNnCjDqnQKYMUANSYJC0s7-QIKqtcYxX8PfNubSRqz99yOjMxYbDZEn93U/s72-c/IMG_1513.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019.post-7458344752052236658</id><published>2011-02-03T11:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T11:45:26.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Matisyahu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;So-- My listening privileges have been given back to me on Pandora! Haha, did you know you only get 40 free hours a month? Ya, I didn&#39;t until my 40 hours were up. &amp;nbsp;Then, I tried to use my other e-mail account (cheating the system). &amp;nbsp;Well, it recognized that I was using the SAME computer! BUGH! So, I had to wait until the start of February to hear new music again. &amp;nbsp;How lame! Anyways- I had never ever hear of Matisyahu before I had my listening privileges back. And I really like his music. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s catchy, laid back- and has a positive message. &amp;nbsp;BUT- it really gave me something to blog about, I&#39;m so lame I know.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here&#39;s the song I&#39;m sure some of you have heard before, it was used as the countdown to the 2010 Vancouver Olympics by NBC (and a few other things)... here&#39;s their countdown One Day Video/Commercial:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, besides being on TV and being used in film/documentaries/commercials, I took a lot from this song. &amp;nbsp;It reminded me of the &quot;coexist&quot; stickers,shirts, etc. that you see everywhere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.everydaynodaysoff.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/coexist-firearm-gun-manufacturer-logo-sticker.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;87&quot; src=&quot;http://www.everydaynodaysoff.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/coexist-firearm-gun-manufacturer-logo-sticker.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;But, more importantly- it was the words that I listened to- and just thought. How true is this. &amp;nbsp;If this song just spread to the world, and if people stopped for the duration of the song and listened- would it impact maybe just one persons life the same way it did mine?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Sometimes in my tears I drown,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;but I never let it get me down...&quot; -- just because something happens to you, doesn&#39;t mean you can&#39;t learn from it. &amp;nbsp;Pick yourself up and grow! Learn! You&#39;re human! Everyone has emotions, laughs, cries, gets hurt, it&#39;s normal! It&#39;s life! But, it&#39;s how you handle it! Are you going to mope around and let yourself &quot;drown in your own tears&quot;? No, you&#39;re going to say &quot;hey it happened&quot; and you&#39;re going to become a better person because of it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;So when negativity surrounds,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know some day it&#39;ll all turn around;&quot; -- If you think that you&#39;re the only person going through something, you&#39;re sadly mistaken friend! Some people are very good at hiding when something is wrong with them. Don&#39;t be afraid to ask for help. &amp;nbsp;More importantly- surround yourself with those people who are so positive about their lives that it helps you to see that life really is something so great and amazing! =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;because&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;All my life I&#39;ve been waiting for...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&#39;ve been praying for...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;for the people to say...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;that we don&#39;t wanna fight no more...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;they&#39;ll be no more wars...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;and our children will play...&quot; -- If you don&#39;t know what&#39;s going on in THE ENTIRE WORLD, you should probably read the newspaper, turn on CNN, Fox News, HLN, etc. &amp;nbsp;Educate yourself, your mind. Put your phone down, get off facebook/twitter, socialize yourself more (because we are all guilty of this!) and become more aware that our world that we live in really doesn&#39;t just involve ourselves! Put on your computers a little &quot;stick note app&quot; ...&quot;How can I better myself?&quot;...&quot;Whose life did I impact today?&quot;... Because these are 2 things that I ask myself each day, who did I really impact more each day? Myself? or someone else? Think about it- not saying that it&#39;s something you have to do, but could things change if people stopped thinking &quot;me me me&quot; and more &quot;what can I do to help?&quot; There are children who even in the United States need help (not just in foreign countries).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;It&#39;s not about&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;win or lose cause,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;we all lose&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;when they feed on the souls of the innocent&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;blood drenched pavement...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;keep on moving though the waters stay raging,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;in this maze you can lose your way (your way)&quot; -- I think this is one of my favorite lines, because it&#39;s true, we all do lose when the innocent are affected. &amp;nbsp;Those over in the foreign countries who did nothing wrong, who lost their lives just because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time, or 9/11- if you were in the towers or in the planes and had no idea what was going on- it was a mishap that you were there and other people&#39;s lives were affected because of other people&#39;s decisions. &amp;nbsp;But, &quot;in this maze you can lose your way&quot;- so many obstacles are thrown at people now, people have more decisions to make, more things to influence those decisions, and in turn one wrong decision can ruin a person&#39;s life forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;One day this all will change,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;treat people the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;stop with the violence,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;down with the hate...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;one day we&#39;ll all be free.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;and proud to be...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;under the same sun,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;singing songs of freedom like...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;one day...&quot; -- So one day this will all change... and maybe one day we can all get along, and stop hatin&#39; on one another (yes, I used the word hatin&#39; because that&#39;s just what we&#39;re doing). &amp;nbsp;We get jealous of what others have instead of being grateful of what we have, instead of being thankful that we&#39;re even a live, able to eat, breathe, etc. &amp;nbsp;So- maybe, one day!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Until Next Time....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/7458344752052236658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/02/matisyahu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/7458344752052236658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/7458344752052236658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/02/matisyahu.html' title='Matisyahu'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019.post-7196392006476158591</id><published>2011-01-31T20:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T23:22:28.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s All I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtv-AfSiLYdQxZ0m7Sz8uUpi9fdufRs2sveA4IvpAQdHKbdL4gKHo4n5hqrrR_KH1BhjmhbZKxmKMFYriQ4-40KIGA0ID8pa9MQAmal16JTI9zmhGTsHJN-MhPwGj8S5aHfKgjO-gorsc/s1600/love.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtv-AfSiLYdQxZ0m7Sz8uUpi9fdufRs2sveA4IvpAQdHKbdL4gKHo4n5hqrrR_KH1BhjmhbZKxmKMFYriQ4-40KIGA0ID8pa9MQAmal16JTI9zmhGTsHJN-MhPwGj8S5aHfKgjO-gorsc/s320/love.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Have  you ever been in love? You know the addicting, never get enough of the  feeling, can&#39;t control the way your heart just gets heavy with  tenderness love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But, what does society say about love? Relationships, friendships, families, sex, emotions, dates, and so much more that I have missed I am sure.&amp;nbsp; However, with all of these undefined associations of love, it is easy to understand why society gets so confused. &quot;I&#39;m not gonna write you a love song&quot; love songs, love poems, movies giving false hope, romance novels, advertisements, Valentine&#39;s Day- or Single&#39;s Awareness Day- whichever you guys want to call it, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Google the word LOVE and nothing more, and look at what you get.&amp;nbsp; Crazy definitions of what it means to everyone in the world! Pictures that people created on their computers, art, etc.&amp;nbsp; All things that mean something to someone out there. If you YouTube the word LOVE you get songs, trailers, and just funny things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/q7e5r3X0IOI?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;So- do these definitions sound ANYTHING like the bibles many definitions of love?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Romans 8 says that nothing can separate us from God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;.  First Corinthians 13 says that love never gives up, never loses faith,  is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt; Ephesians 3 says that the love of Christ is so great you will never fully understand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt; Second Corinthians 9 calls it an indescribable gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;So, we believe that love is outside of Jesus Christ, and it is- within our significant other, within our true best friends.&amp;nbsp; But, His love is incomprehensible. So, move past the travesty that society has created.&amp;nbsp; The word love, with many definitions, has only one original creator, open your hearts to the feeling.&amp;nbsp; Open your hearts to joy. If not to your significant other, to him. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Until next time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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My Grandma is from upstate New York (feisty, fast paced, outspoken, etc) and my Grandpa is from Georgia- but raised in Sweetwater, TN (laid back about life, talkative, hilarious, etc). So- it&#39;s always interesting in our house, because I&#39;m a lovely mix of the both of them (even though they&#39;re not my birth parents, you are who raised you- not necessarily who gave birth to you). But, okay, their relationship- my Grandpa is &lt;i&gt;STILL&lt;/i&gt; SO IN LOVE with my Grandma (and of course my Grandma is &lt;i&gt;STILL&lt;/i&gt; in love with my Grandpa, but this is about my Grandpa!).&amp;nbsp; He&#39;s been retired now for I don&#39;t know how long, for as long as I can remember, and for as long as I can remember, all he&#39;s wanted to do is make her happy.&amp;nbsp; He&#39;s 68 years old, and still opens all doors for my Grandma, still lets her win (or think she&#39;s right- sorry Mom - you&#39;re not always right!), cooks dinner, does laundry so she doesn&#39;t have to when she&#39;s done with dialysis, and anything that he thinks will just make life easier. Example-- he got a new riding lawn mower, and because he knew how much my Mom wanted to test it out... he let her have the first spin around the yard instead of him, even though it was HIS birthday present. Okay, I think you get the picture.&amp;nbsp; But, most importantly- he never ever forgets to say I Love You.&amp;nbsp; Anytime they part, they say how much they love one another, give 2 kisses, and then leave.&lt;br /&gt;
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But, that makes me wonder.&amp;nbsp; I idolize my grandparents relationship, marriage, and strength so much, that I expect nothing less in a man.&amp;nbsp; I feel like a man should be able to step out of his &quot;manliness&quot; and cook, clean, do laundry, run errands, do things he doesn&#39;t want to do, or just well anything that&#39;s titled &quot;woman things&quot; and visa versa.&amp;nbsp; But, don&#39;t ever stop working on a relationship/marriage- no matter how great it is- there&#39;s always room for improvement.&amp;nbsp; Never get comfortable, when you&#39;re comfortable, you get lazy, when you get lazy, you forget what makes each other happy and why you fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;
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I love my grandparents so much, and if it wasn&#39;t for them, I wouldn&#39;t be where I am today!&lt;br /&gt;
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Until next time...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/8078522896949934851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/true-southern-gentleman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/8078522896949934851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/8078522896949934851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/true-southern-gentleman.html' title='A true southern gentleman'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019.post-2130993483689421586</id><published>2011-01-18T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T10:48:04.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandora</title><content type='html'>Pandora Radio, one of the best things that has come into my life since I&#39;ve been in college.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s saved me from going insane from long nights of studying (when I actually do study) and just nights of facebook stalking and twitter. It has also introduced me to so many different songs/genres/artists; ultimately, what it&#39;s turned into is an obsession.&amp;nbsp; As soon as I wake up, I turn Pandora on- hoping to hear something I haven&#39;t heard! It&#39;s great!&lt;br /&gt;
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So- last night, I heard this song: Time by Hootie and the Blowfish &lt;br /&gt;
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Time, why you &lt;i&gt;punish me&lt;/i&gt;? ; Like a &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;wave crashing into the shore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;;&amp;nbsp; You w&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;ash away my dreams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;;&amp;nbsp; Time, why you walk away? oh, oh;&amp;nbsp; Like a friend with somewhere to go;&amp;nbsp; You left me crying&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And you&#39;ll teach me &#39;about tomorrow;&amp;nbsp; And all the pain and sorrow running free?;&amp;nbsp; &#39;Cause &lt;b&gt;tomorrow&#39;s just another day;&amp;nbsp; And I don&#39;t believe in time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Time, &lt;u&gt;I don&#39;t understand;&amp;nbsp; Children killing in the streets&lt;/u&gt;;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Dying for the color of a rag&lt;/b&gt;;&amp;nbsp; Time, leave you &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;blue&lt;/b&gt;;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Wash them in the ocean, make them clean&lt;/i&gt;;&amp;nbsp; Maybe their mothers won&#39;t cry tonight&lt;br /&gt;
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2-Can you teach me &#39;about tomorrow;&amp;nbsp; With all the pain and sorrow running free?;&amp;nbsp; And tomorrow&#39;s just another day;&amp;nbsp; And I don&#39;t believe in...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1-Time is wasted, time walking;&amp;nbsp; Time, time;&amp;nbsp; You ain&#39;t no friend of mine;&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t know where I&#39;m going;&amp;nbsp; I think I&#39;m out of my mind;&amp;nbsp; Thinking about time&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And if I die tomorrow, yeah;&amp;nbsp; Then lay me down to sleep&lt;br /&gt;
(rpt 1)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Time, you left me standing there;&amp;nbsp; Like a tree growing all alone;&amp;nbsp; The wind just stripped me bare;&amp;nbsp; Stripped me bare;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Time, the past has come and gone, gone;&amp;nbsp; The future&#39;s far away&lt;/i&gt;;&amp;nbsp; An hour only lasts for one second, one second&lt;br /&gt;
(rpt 2, 1, 1)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;Time without courage, time without fear&lt;/u&gt;;&amp;nbsp; Is just wasted, wasted, wasted time;&amp;nbsp; Oh, oh, oh, ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Time, why you punish me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--As you read through this, tell me it&#39;s not a powerful song.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ll post the actual song for you to hear, and maybe you&#39;ll enjoy it that way!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/puVBrm3tVgU?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Until Next TIME...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/2130993483689421586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/pandora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/2130993483689421586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/2130993483689421586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/pandora.html' title='Pandora'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019.post-1085401695648359895</id><published>2011-01-17T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T20:36:53.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulnerable?</title><content type='html'>I posted a facebook status at about 5:00 PM eastern time that read &quot;Just made herself vulnerable :-/ this never happens. I&#39;m as shut off as shut off can get.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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For those of you who do not know, the word vulnerable is an adjective meaning capable of being physically or emotionally wounded or hurt.&amp;nbsp; Of course it can be used in other ways, this is the way that I was meaning it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last semester, I physically and emotionally shut myself off from people, and only opened up to certain people (who I trusted with everything, who I knew wouldn&#39;t judge me for my decisions that I made!).&amp;nbsp; I was even told by someone that &quot;...it&#39;s almost like you&#39;re cold to people.&quot; I will never ever forget that, because that&#39;s not who I am, that&#39;s not my personality.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m loud, outgoing, crazy, everything! However, after evaluating that particular statement, I realized that I was being &quot;cold&quot; and that I wasn&#39;t allowing myself to become &quot;vulnerable&quot; again by shutting everyone out except the people that I already trusted.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m starting to realize that I was willing to take risks in every other area of my life, except with people! So, I did today. I took a HUGE risk, I was open, honest, truthful. So now, it&#39;s in God&#39;s hands- as is everything else! =)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/1085401695648359895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/vulnerable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/1085401695648359895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/1085401695648359895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/vulnerable.html' title='Vulnerable?'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019.post-8420396937300698541</id><published>2011-01-15T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T14:28:31.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could tell you anything</title><content type='html'>If I could go back and tell you everything, I would tell you that I  truly did love you with my whole heart.&amp;nbsp; I met you between classes in  high school, and truly trusted you with everything. I trusted you with  things that no one else knows, my life secrets, because as you and I  grew older in life, our relationship grew too.&amp;nbsp; I would tell you that  through thick and thin, ups and downs, good and bad, you and I seemed to  always find a way to come out positively.&amp;nbsp; However, things change,  people change.&amp;nbsp; If I had to come up with a particular reason as to what  happened, I would say life happened.&amp;nbsp; After you left for college, our  lives grew into something so unexpected, we grew into the people we were  meant to be, and not the people we &quot;fell in love&quot; with (I will tell you  why I put this in quotes later on).&amp;nbsp; However, regardless of what people  said/told me -- I will admit, I was that naive girl, I stood by my  &quot;relationship&quot;, but again, this you knew, I do not need to tell you  this.&amp;nbsp; I allowed you to walk all over me, and the more I look back at  the past, I did not know who I was without you.&amp;nbsp; If I look back now, my  worst fear in a relationship came true - I lost my identity in our  relationship.&amp;nbsp; I think back over and over, and I keep asking myself,  what defines me?&amp;nbsp; Yes, I had a wonderful high school life, and I have  loved college, but other than my senior year of college, I truly cannot  come up with ONE constant that&#39;s ALWAYS been in my life those times,  except you, which isn&#39;t what I wanted for myself.&lt;br /&gt;
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If I could tell you anything at all it would be that second semester  junior year is when I truly believe that I started finding myself --  without you.&amp;nbsp; I truly gained my independence and realized that my life  does not revolve around you.&amp;nbsp; I realized that even if what I have to say  is not what you want to hear, you should still listen, especially if  it&#39;s coming from someone you care about -- and that&#39;s something you did  not do.&amp;nbsp; You had me so &quot;afraid&quot; to make you upset when I had something  to say so I just never spoke up to you, but then I also realized it was  because you had a ton of skeletons in your closet and you didn&#39;t want  your friends to slip up and tell your own little secrets to me.&amp;nbsp; If I  could tell you anything now, it would be that I am one of the most  outspoken individuals, and don&#39;t have a problem telling you what&#39;s on my  mind.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I could tell you anything, it would be that I truly believe that I  mentally checked out of our relationship long before it was over, and  for that I am sorry.&amp;nbsp; I believe I checked out because I could not  believe what you did.&amp;nbsp; I could not fathom the fact that people actually  do those things, and truly believed that you could change as a person.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I could tell you anything, it would be that going to Australia, I  wish I wouldn&#39;t have had contact with you.&amp;nbsp; I did not get to live up my  experience there, and for that I regret.&amp;nbsp; I re-read emails between you  and I, and honestly, I spent so much dang time trying to talk with you  instead of going out and living my life.&amp;nbsp; Also, once I got back to the  states, I made the 6 hour drive to Atlanta to see you, after flying 14  hours from Australia to LA and then 5 hours from LA to Nashville.&amp;nbsp; So,  jet lagged, I still decided to make the drive.&amp;nbsp; If I could tell you  anything I would tell you that you not showing up to pick me up from the  airport like we had planned is what made me realize that things were  not the same.&amp;nbsp; And, from that point on, things had forever changed.&lt;br /&gt;
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If I could tell you anything, it would be that I don&#39;t regret asking you  about marriage in the car that evening, nor do I regret your response.&amp;nbsp;  Your response was honest, and from your heart, and though you say that  you regret it, then at that moment that was your gut reaction.&amp;nbsp; I would  tell you now, that since that day, marriage is the FURTHEST thing from  my mind, and when you asked me to marry you in August, I freaked out.&amp;nbsp;  ANYTHING and EVERYTHING ran through my mind, because of what happened  not even a month earlier.&amp;nbsp; When I made the decision to not visit that  weekend it was because I was afraid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Back to why I put &quot;fell in love&quot; in quotations-- If I could tell you anything it would be that I don&#39;t believe that you  know who you are when you&#39;re in high school, nor do I believe that you  know what true love is when you&#39;re in high school.&amp;nbsp; Very rarely do high  school loves work, unless the two individuals grow together, and are  invested in the relationship TOGETHER.&amp;nbsp; If I could tell you anything  today, it would be that sometimes college loves don&#39;t work, people are figuring out who they are in college, everyone matures and is starting to figure out who they are/what they want at different times.&amp;nbsp; If I could go back and tell you anything, it would be thanks- because without everything that happened, I would not be the person that I am today, and for all of that I am thankful! But, if I had just one last  thing to tell you, it would be that you will find someone so incredibly  amazing one day who is for you, and who will make you want to be a  better person.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Until next time...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/8420396937300698541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-i-could-tell-you-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/8420396937300698541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/8420396937300698541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-i-could-tell-you-anything.html' title='If I could tell you anything'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019.post-5178841119439040219</id><published>2011-01-15T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T11:16:00.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwritten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/BH0ZgJXzlkk?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am&lt;i&gt; unwritten&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Can&#39;t read my mind&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m undefined&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m just beginning&lt;br /&gt;
The pen&#39;s in my hand&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Ending unplanned&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;
Open up &lt;span class=&quot;IL_AD&quot; id=&quot;IL_AD9&quot;&gt;the dirty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;IL_AD&quot; id=&quot;IL_AD1&quot;&gt;window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Let &lt;span class=&quot;IL_AD&quot; id=&quot;IL_AD6&quot;&gt;the sun&lt;/span&gt; illuminate the words&lt;br /&gt;
That you could not find&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;
So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;
Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;
Feel the &lt;span class=&quot;IL_AD&quot; id=&quot;IL_AD7&quot;&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt; on your &lt;span class=&quot;IL_AD&quot; id=&quot;IL_AD5&quot;&gt;skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;
Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;
No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;
Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Today is &lt;span class=&quot;IL_AD&quot; id=&quot;IL_AD12&quot;&gt;where&lt;/span&gt; your book begins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I break tradition&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes my tries&lt;br /&gt;
Are outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We&#39;ve been conditioned&lt;br /&gt;
To not make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;
But I can&#39;t live that way, no&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;
Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;
Let the sun illuminate the words&lt;br /&gt;
That you could not find&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;
So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;
Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;
Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;
Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;
No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;
Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;
Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;
To the years where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;
Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;
Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;
No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;
Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;
Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;
To the years where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;
The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;
Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;
Let the sun illuminate the words&lt;br /&gt;
That you could not find&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;
So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;
Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;
Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;
Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;
No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;
Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;
Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;
To the years where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;
Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;
Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;
No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;
Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;
Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;
To the years where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;
The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;
The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I chose this song because it&#39;s so positive and uplifting! The entire song just brings a smile to your face, and makes you appreciate life to the fullest.&amp;nbsp; I feel that I&#39;ve completely started my life over; that I had my entire life planned out before I was even living it, and then just decided one day to take a different path.&amp;nbsp; Low-and-behold, BEST DECISION EVER! Since August, I&#39;ve been living my life, one chapter at a time, blank page by blank page, writing my own book, and it&#39;s been wonderful!&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve discovered that life really is something unwritten, and that only God knows what is planned for you, so why shouldn&#39;t you just live? -- and by doing so I&#39;ve met wonderful people, had wonderful times, and learned great lessons (haha). &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With that, what song describes your life?&lt;br /&gt;
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Until next time...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/5178841119439040219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/unwritten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/5178841119439040219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/5178841119439040219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/unwritten.html' title='Unwritten'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019.post-969919604287077809</id><published>2011-01-09T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:56:48.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, the Volunteer Hall staff did an activity to figure out what type of personality we were.&amp;nbsp; I found that I was an &quot;orange&quot; personality.&amp;nbsp; We then received a sheet of paper that described our individual personalities.&amp;nbsp; I was shockingly surprised to see how accurate this little test was. It said:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;I act on a moment&#39;s notice&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Witty, Charming, Spontaneous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I consider life as a game, here and now&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Impulsive, Generous, Impactful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I need fun, variety, stimulation, and excitement&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Optimistic, Eager, Bold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I value skill, resourcefulness, and courage&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Physical, Immediate, Fraternal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I am a natural trouble-shooter, a performer, a competitor&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;AT WORK: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
--I am bored and reckless with jobs that are routine and structured.&lt;br /&gt;
--I am more satisfied with careers that allow me independence and freedom.&lt;br /&gt;
--I am a natural performer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;IN LOVE:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
--I seek a relationship with shared activities and interests.&lt;br /&gt;
--I like to explore new ways to energize the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;
--I like to be bold, and thrive on physical contact.&lt;br /&gt;
--I enjoy extravagant gifts that bring obvious pleasure to my loved one.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;IN CHILDHOOD:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
--Of all types of children, I had the most difficult time fitting into academic routine.&lt;br /&gt;
--I learn by doing and experiencing, rather than reading and listening.&lt;br /&gt;
--I need physical involvement in the learning process.&lt;br /&gt;
--I am motivated by my own natural competitive nature and sense of fun.&lt;br /&gt;
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I like action! To go for it on a moment&#39;s notice.&lt;br /&gt;
I am witty, charming, and bold.&lt;br /&gt;
I see life as a game, here and now.&lt;br /&gt;
I act on impulse, I like adventure, I like to compete,&lt;br /&gt;
and I am skillful in what I do.&lt;br /&gt;
I live life to the limit and have a cheerful outlook.&lt;br /&gt;
I learn by doing and am a natural trouble-shooter&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;IN SCHOOL:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
--I need classes to be &quot;hands on&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
--I like to play games, compete, and to perform.&lt;br /&gt;
--I like classes that have contests, changes of pace, and variety.&lt;br /&gt;
--I often excel in sports.&lt;br /&gt;
--I like solving problems and negotiating for what I want.&lt;br /&gt;
--I can be direct and like immediate results.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;WITH SPECIAL FRIENDS:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
--Planning ahead bores me because I never know what I want to do until the moment arrives.&lt;br /&gt;
--I like to excite my date with new and different things, places to go, and romantic moments.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;WITH FAMILY:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
--I need a lot of space and freedom.&lt;br /&gt;
--I want everyone to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;
--It is hard for me to follow rules and I feel we should all just enjoy one another.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is so dead on to being me it is ridiculous.&amp;nbsp; For those of you who don&#39;t truly know/understand me and my personality, I hope that this helps- even just a little.&lt;br /&gt;
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Until next time...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/969919604287077809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/orange.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/969919604287077809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/969919604287077809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/orange.html' title='Orange'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019.post-7979700070941294855</id><published>2011-01-05T01:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T01:57:27.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reso- oh yeah!</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ve sat here for the past few days trying to decide what my &quot;new years resolution&quot; would be.&amp;nbsp; I could have done the typical, lose 10 pounds, become a better Christian, help others, etc.&amp;nbsp; However, I wanted to do something different, something more challenging-- something that would keep me focused for an entire year. So I thought long and hard about what I wanted to accomplish this year, and that&#39;s when I realized- each month this past year has been something new for me, so why would I set just one goal for myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am unsure of what I want to accomplish for myself the other 11 months of the year- but for right now, I do know what I will be doing for January.&amp;nbsp; Besides focusing strictly on school, and getting myself in the right mindset, I will also be partaking in the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.jentezenfranklin.org/fasting/danielfast.php&quot;&gt;Daniel Fast&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; In a nutshell I cannot eat meats, breads, sweets, or drink anything but water for 21 days.&amp;nbsp; This starts January 9 and continues until the 29. (Daniel 10:3 KJV) The purpose of this fast to become closer to God- to find myself, the more spiritual me. I want to take that walk with him, and build an unbreakable bond with him.&amp;nbsp; And I know that with his help, guidance, and strength, I will be able to do this.&lt;br /&gt;
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Until next time...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/7979700070941294855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/reso-oh-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/7979700070941294855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/7979700070941294855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2011/01/reso-oh-yeah.html' title='Reso- oh yeah!'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165363201557920019.post-2536621217055263334</id><published>2011-01-01T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T00:05:44.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a Highway</title><content type='html'>Everyone has said 2010 has been the best year yet, and I am going to jump on the bandwagon and agree! 2010 has taught me so much. I have always been a mature individual, but I have grown up so much, and learned so much about myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I started this year head over heels in love- thinking I would be engaged to the person I was supposed to marry. However, after being with someone for seven years (4 of which weren&#39;t the truth) I now know not everything is what it seems.&amp;nbsp; I can proudly say that I am happier now than I have ever been! I absolutely love my life-- and it&#39;s because the people I have in my life.&amp;nbsp; If it weren&#39;t for the wonderful people I have surrounded myself with- I would not have been able to pull myself up and have such a successful first semester of Senior year of college! Now, I am about to graduate college in May with a BS in Marketing (for those of you who know I am going back to get another degree in Education).&amp;nbsp; How exciting is that?&lt;br /&gt;
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Speaking of growing in 2010- I got the chance to travel this year.&amp;nbsp; This summer, I traveled to Australia to study International Marketing and International Logistics.&amp;nbsp; It was a life changing event, and ultimately what opened my eyes to reality.&amp;nbsp; Being on such a beautiful continent, such gorgeous people, with such breathtaking accents-- literally makes all your worries disappear.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am looking forward to such a wonderful 2011-- don&#39;t let me down!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/feeds/2536621217055263334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-is-highway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/2536621217055263334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165363201557920019/posts/default/2536621217055263334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maaraashley.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-is-highway.html' title='Life is a Highway'/><author><name>Maara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17318779841500821840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtzuEk0kKAAgypY6CxYi3_EmGPZtnd1mr5WDRcaNTyLBziadOLdN1iaPH6I3303VygTu086H-UcAu4Y52odbUJCF4YsaMMBKvnfAA759Z1Vm3Eoqs1O3YgFWtaNQLeA/s220/lovewine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>