<?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-6867082371722528176</id><updated>2024-10-08T18:29:51.226-07:00</updated><category term="God"/><category term="Friends"/><category term="Bailey"/><category term="Fun"/><category term="Jesus"/><category term="Random"/><category term="Love"/><category term="Pictures"/><category term="Brianna"/><category term="Music"/><category term="Videos"/><category term="Inspiration"/><category term="Birthdays"/><category term="Funny"/><category term="Movies"/><category term="Relay"/><category term="family"/><category term="life"/><category term="school"/><category term="Books"/><category term="Prayer"/><category term="Thankfulness"/><category term="holidays"/><category term="Contest"/><category term="Growing up"/><category term="Quizzes"/><category term="Sisters"/><category term="Weather"/><category term="brothers"/><category term="creations"/><category term="duct tape"/><category term="heros"/><category term="Adoption"/><category term="Batman"/><category term="Comments"/><category term="Guest Posts"/><category term="Parents"/><category term="Servants"/><category term="co ops"/><category term="mornings"/><category term="poems"/><title type='text'>Little Purple Ipod Chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'>The blog of two best friends, making their way through life with God, music, and lots of laughs.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-2595741407186156883</id><published>2012-05-13T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-13T15:32:43.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Hi Mom,&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; I know you only check my blog occasionally, but since today is dedicated to you I though it might be nice to write a little something for ya. Well first off, I wouldn&#39;t really be alive without you, so thanks for that. Thank you for leading my in the Godly way, and raising me (and continuing to raise me) to be a woman of God. That is the most important thing about your job. Through the tears and laughter of my life, you&#39;ve always been there for me. Even when I wasn&#39;t a very nice person. Thank you for always supporting me in my decisions (when they were smart), and giving me advice with other decisions (when they weren&#39;t so smart). I wouldn&#39;t have gotten far without you. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; Thanks Mom for everything. I love you :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bailey &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2595741407186156883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/05/mum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/2595741407186156883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/2595741407186156883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/05/mum.html' title='Mum'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-5166223251303699398</id><published>2012-05-09T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-09T11:15:57.104-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brianna"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random"/><title type='text'>Idea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNxb7ukwxs8/T6qzj35npOI/AAAAAAAAGFI/9PqgL0kUlE4/s1600/087.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNxb7ukwxs8/T6qzj35npOI/AAAAAAAAGFI/9PqgL0kUlE4/s320/087.JPG&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;internal-source-marker_0.9992124823757341&quot; style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;So
 there I was in the kitchen when an idea came to me! I jumped up and ran
 up the stairs (more like pounded up the stairs) ran into my room and 
looked into the mirror and thought: “Why did I come in here? There must 
be a reason.” I went back out of my room and three seconds later I 
jumped up. Ran back in my room and grabbed a bag of SKITTLES! Yes, that 
was my oh so brilliant idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;Ever have something like this happen to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;~Brianna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5166223251303699398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/05/so-there-i-was-in-kitchen-when-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/5166223251303699398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/5166223251303699398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/05/so-there-i-was-in-kitchen-when-idea.html' title='Idea!'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203954963027351083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S1LujAsHiMI/TcSJvnYhfYI/AAAAAAAACss/xZoAQa_TU7E/s220/DSCN4959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNxb7ukwxs8/T6qzj35npOI/AAAAAAAAGFI/9PqgL0kUlE4/s72-c/087.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-350057611382756957</id><published>2012-05-08T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-08T16:16:05.180-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bailey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guest Posts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><title type='text'>Guest Post By Kendall :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Hi Guys :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;So Brianna and I have a lovely friend named Kendall (I would post a picture of her if I had any, but ya know :P), and she has agreed to write a guest post about passion in Christ. I loved this post in how she showed how passion for Christ and living a life for Him could encourage her to have such good responses, and how it could lead her to encourage others through her words. So without further ado, here&#39;s a guest post by Kendall :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, I&#39;ve been recruited to do a guest post on this awesome blog, sweet! I am also supposed to write about a passion for Christ...even sweeter! I&#39;ve been thinking a lot lately, about why we&#39;re here. We&#39;re here to spread the glorious new of the gospel. That&#39;s the reason for life. Hang on tight, &#39;cause this is gonna get deep here in a second. Let me tell you about a recent conflict that occurred while I was babysitting my 3 younger brothers. So here&#39;s what went down: Ryan smashed Matthew&#39;s lego airplane. Uh oh. So Matthew gets angry with Ryan and lashes out with his words. So that&#39;s when I walk in. I try to keep a quiet patience as I attempt to fix the problem (being the babysitter, this is my job). I send Ryan out of the room so that I can talk to Matthew alone. Matthew then begins to tell me all about Ryan has done. He continues on and on until it&#39;s my turn to make an observation. &quot;Matthew,&quot; I say, &quot;I know that Ryan did that, and it was wrong of him, but what did you do wrong in this?&quot; He seems upset at this and replies more about how he had worked so very hard on the plane Ryan smashed. He will not accept the fact that I am trying to confront his own sin and not Ryan&#39;s right now. (Keep with me here, it gets better I promise!!) After a little more of this, I remember an illustration someone shared at church that really spoke to me, so I decide to share it with Matthew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Matthew, trying to be perfect is like trying to jump over the Grand Canyon. Even if you can jump 10 feet and Ryan jumps 5, you both fall. So what difference does it make who jumps farther? When you fall, you die, and when you die, you can&#39;t explain that you jumped farther than he did. That&#39;s why we need a bridge. That&#39;s the reason God sent his son to die for us. Because we&#39;ve all sinned and we&#39;ve all fallen and we cannot jump across the Grand Canyon. We need a bridge! Jesus is that bridge for us, and he will carry us all the way to the other side. We just have to say &#39;No. I cannot do it. I cannot jump that far. I need a savior.&quot;&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I left him with that. This was a big step for us and I sincerely hope Matthew understands who Jesus is a little better. Afterwards, I remembered something from the sermon we&#39;d heard that very same day:&lt;br /&gt;
(Matthew 10:19-20) &quot;...do not be anxious how you are to speak or what you are to say, for what you are to say will be given to you in that hour. (20) For it is not you who speak, but the Spirit of your Father speaking through you.&quot; It really made me think. God was in that moment with Matthew. He used me to speak to him! Matthew came to me later and thanked me for sharing that with him and said that it really helped him. But I know that it was not me who thought of that illustration, and it wasn&#39;t me who was speaking to him, but it was the Spirit of my Father speaking through me. What a cool feeling it is! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thanks for listening to my crazy rambles. I hope this encourages you guys as much as it encourages me. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;~ Kendall Hayden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/350057611382756957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/05/guest-post-by-kendall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/350057611382756957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/350057611382756957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/05/guest-post-by-kendall.html' title='Guest Post By Kendall :)'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-2067647675233855828</id><published>2012-05-07T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-07T14:14:19.012-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brianna"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Growing up"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pictures"/><title type='text'>Briannas Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9zgpf802A1A/T3eFhECt4VI/AAAAAAAAFww/mz6yNLCl8qQ/s1600/006bjmhk.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9zgpf802A1A/T3eFhECt4VI/AAAAAAAAFww/mz6yNLCl8qQ/s320/006bjmhk.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;internal-source-marker_0.3425722844214196&quot; style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;Yeah,
 Its been awhile and you might have forgotten about me, but I`m still on
 the planet!!!!! Been busy finishing the school year, big bro graduating
 scary....he needs to stay my 8 year old big brother for FOREVER! 
...wait he might not like that . =) Also been working on next year`s 
school schedule EEK! I`m gonna be a SENIOR and doing a few COLLEGE 
classes (probably) EEK! Turned 16 in April SCREAM! and got a new camera 
DOUBLE SCREAM!!! getting ready for summer... probably not going to get a
 job this summer...even if I want a cell phone yeah I`m one of those 
starnge teenages that doesn`t have a cell phone.... oh well its not a 
necessary thing for life and I don`t really want to spend $100 bucks on a
 phone and then pay $20 buck a month for unlimited text and no minutes, 
hey I`m homeschooled talking on the phone is like evil...well not really
 but I don`t like it. I`m going to be taking a Photography class again 
this summer =D Thats going to be sooooo much fun =D ...haven`t got my 
permit yet and don`t really care about getting it... me on the 
roads..well that is a scary thing, really scary...well I`ll probably be 
alright just growing up is a scary thing and driving is a BIG step for 
me. I`m gonna try to get it before summer...maybe. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;TTFN (Ta Ta For Now!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;~Brianna &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2067647675233855828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/05/briannas-back.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/2067647675233855828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/2067647675233855828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/05/briannas-back.html' title='Briannas Back!'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203954963027351083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S1LujAsHiMI/TcSJvnYhfYI/AAAAAAAACss/xZoAQa_TU7E/s220/DSCN4959.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9zgpf802A1A/T3eFhECt4VI/AAAAAAAAFww/mz6yNLCl8qQ/s72-c/006bjmhk.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-8145073436412916666</id><published>2012-04-25T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-25T11:55:26.165-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bailey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthdays"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="brothers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Growing up"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sisters"/><title type='text'>On Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;My 16th birthday is quickly approaching. My sister (not really blood related, but all the same to me) is graduating next month. Actually, a lot of people are graduating next month and most of them are going away! I got my permit yesterday (finally :P). Milestones, milestones, milestones. Every week it seems like I hit a new one. My little brother is 13. 13!! My baby sister is not&amp;nbsp;a baby, but 10!!! WHAT IN THE FREAK JUST HAPPENED!?!?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Growing up is exciting, and every kid wants to grow up. Until they are grown up. Then they want to be kids again. I personally want to stay a child, but I want high school to be over. I want to have responsibility, but not too much. I&#39;d love to get a job, but I fear I would flounder in the &quot;real world&quot;. Growing up is full of fear for me. College is right around the corner. What in the world will I do there?! I can&#39;t believe how fast time has gone, the minutes of my life ticking past and I haven&#39;t even noticed until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not only am I growing up in ways like getting older, I am growing up in ways of life. A life well lived is a life in God&#39;s service. My life is currently, and will always be, in God&#39;s service. I am afraid of what is going to come in my life in the next 2 years. But&amp;nbsp;I am not going to be alone. God is going to carry my through adversity, and bring me out stronger--but still leaning on his grace, as always :) I wouldn&#39;t want it any other way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even though growing up is a daunting task, I think I will survive. Even if I can&#39;t get the minutes back. I am looking forwards to life ahead, and looking back at memories of time gone. God&#39;s been with me the whole time. He is still with me. He will be with me forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bailey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;P.S. This is post number 80!! WOOT WOOT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;#27 (i think)- Growing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8145073436412916666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/04/on-growing-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/8145073436412916666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/8145073436412916666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/04/on-growing-up.html' title='On Growing Up'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-7973458652577868400</id><published>2012-04-18T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-18T09:57:11.342-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bailey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Books"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movies"/><title type='text'>Why I Read Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Alright, promise me that you won&#39;t block me forever or anything, because I just want to share my opinion on the issue of Harry Potter. Yes, Harry is a wizard. But he&#39;s not demonic. Yes, there are things from the books/movies that I don&#39;t necessarily agree with. But the good outweighs the bad in this case. For a few weeks now, a couple of my friends and I have had a &quot;debate&quot; (for lack of a better word) on Harry Potter and whether it&#39;s wrong or not. So I will now address some of the main issues that I have encountered within these debates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;1) The characters are wizards. Most people in the Christian community at this point will make a face and walk away, noses up-turned. But in our fallen world, wizard means something much different than in there world. In our world, a witch or wizard is someone who takes advantage of demonic powers to use for their own personal gain. Anyone can do this, and it is utterly wrong. But it&#39;s not wrong when you are special, and born with the gift. You don&#39;t think that superpowers are demonic, right? Well the wizards and witches in the Harry Potter books and movies are just like their own breed of superheros. It&#39;s not wrong in their special case. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;2) There is no distinction between good and bad. WHAT?!?!?!?! This is probably the most stupid point I have ever heard coming from someone who has never read the books. Harry and his friends are up against a villain through the WHOLE SERIES. Seriously, people? Lord Voldemort is an evil wizard (there&#39;s the exception to the rule stated above. If you are LV, you are bad.) planning to rule the wizarding world, and destroy all the &quot;half-blood&quot; wizards and regular people. There is a clear fight between good and bad. There&amp;nbsp;are also a lot of great morals for friendship, loving your enemies, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;3) People who are allowed to read Percy Jackson and The Olypimpians (which is a series about gods, demi-gods, and everything from Greek mythology thrown into modern times.) but not the Harry Potter books. I don&#39;t get it. Granted, it was the parent&#39;s choices and they are probably making the right choices in leading their kids, I don&#39;t understand how gods and demi-gods aren&#39;t considered on the same level as Harry Potter. I can see how it&#39;s mythology and all fake, but so is HP! This point just confused me. I don&#39;t read PJATO. I just don&#39;t like them as much. They are great stories, but i&#39;m just not as big of a fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; So there you have it. My main points, and one concerning something I don&#39;t get at all (aka those kids have no room to argue with me about how HP is bad). There are draw-backs to the Harry Potter books just like many, many other books. But they are still some of my favorites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Bailey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;ps- Don&#39;t get me started on Twilight. There i&#39;m much less of a fan. GO ORIGINAL DRACULA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7973458652577868400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/04/why-i-read-harry-potter.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/7973458652577868400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/7973458652577868400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/04/why-i-read-harry-potter.html' title='Why I Read Harry Potter'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-1807492758561823458</id><published>2012-04-06T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-06T07:41:36.661-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bailey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="heros"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thankfulness"/><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Ah, Good Friday. Easter is probably my favorite holiday. And it&#39;s not just because of the candy (although that is a lovely addition). It&#39;s because of the true meaning: The death and Resurrection of Jesus Christ. How much these things mean to me I cannot say in words.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As a child (if I have even moved on from childhood :P), I knew that the meaning of Easter was the day that Jesus rose from the dead, but not until recent years did I take into account what this meant. This meant that Christ had already died for my sins and conquered death,&amp;nbsp;and now he had&amp;nbsp;risen again. He revealed himself to many people on earth so that they could tell others about his sacrifice. Then he ascended to heaven to sit on the right hand of the Father, leaving behind hope where there was once was none. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I thank God that He revealed all this to me. That I have the hope that Jesus died to give: the hope of eternal life to live with him in heaven. He has also given me a light to shine into the darkness of this world. If you are reading this and have never heard this news before, I urge you to find a Bible and read the entire Gospel. See what God has done for you! I wish that I could convey the Gospel better, but I hope that you can at least understand why I love it so much. And why I love Easter and Good Friday so much. On Good Friday he died. On Easter he rose victorious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Enjoy your Easter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Bailey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;# 22- Easter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 23- Good Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 24- Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 25- How much God loves me, and how much He loves you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1807492758561823458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/04/good-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/1807492758561823458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/1807492758561823458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-2641459260035730686</id><published>2012-03-23T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-23T17:34:57.885-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random"/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Hello All :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well i&#39;ll just give you an update on life at the moment for me, because being a full time student/year round swimmer/new driver :)/babysitter hasn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;really given me time to post. heh heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;So- Well, the most drastic thing i&#39;ve done was cut all my hair off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;It went from shoulder length to...ear length perhaps? Anyhow, it&#39;s short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I&#39;m getting close to finishing sophomore year (YES.), and that&#39;s a relief. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; And as always, God is showing me just how much he loves me every day. Giving me grace, caring and correcting, what better Father could there possibly be?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Short, sweet, and to the point. Farewell until...eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;#21-Short hair :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2641459260035730686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/03/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/2641459260035730686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/2641459260035730686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi-yAENXOTOi5sZEBjb9E__p3cnAg7YoveqEQOw6UFS9tPE-v5bydz1Cpao9p59ZAdzWO18b0F92HJhe9hN-gzsuhXveiaUkQGhK4E6IL0oQjQXD6h1zzC894dFQEnKd2MKjjoimaodhg/s72-c/203.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-3441746270904034027</id><published>2012-02-12T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T17:11:05.357-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thankfulness"/><title type='text'>Day #(I Lost Track of) Thankfulness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Lets see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; 7. Early mornings (sometimes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;8. SNOW! (even if it doesn&#39;t stick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; 9. Bird feeders and a big window...makes for lots of very fat birds to watch whilst I drink tea :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;10. Alex, Alyssa, Arianna, and Analisa...my lovely sisters. Oh, and Lewis. My mischevious brother. (Only certain people should get this so if you are lost it&#39;s all good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;11. Basketball/laughing so hard it hurts (Trying to play with dad and mom without laughing doesnt work :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;12. My bible. One day I want it to be completely highlighted/underlined and falling appart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;13. Compostions on the piano (i&#39;m trying my hand...and i&#39;m actually pretty happy with it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;14. BABIES!! Trust me, at my church we are in no short supply and I LOVE it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;15. New mercies every morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;16. Bananna/chocolate smoothies for breakfast. Oh yeah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;17.&amp;nbsp;Old pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;18.&amp;nbsp;Memories of a beloved uncle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;19. &quot;King of&amp;nbsp;Anything&quot; by Sara Bareilles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;20. The fact that&amp;nbsp;God gives me grace to be thankful for anything :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; -Bailey &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3441746270904034027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-i-lost-track-of-thankfulness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/3441746270904034027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/3441746270904034027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-i-lost-track-of-thankfulness.html' title='Day #(I Lost Track of) Thankfulness'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-2213189850717633501</id><published>2012-02-01T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T08:28:51.067-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thankfulness"/><title type='text'>Thankfulness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Ollo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Those are the words of Megamind coming to you from a geek. Yah...anyway! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve decided to, as many have done before me (Melanie thanks for the idea :) ), start listing things that I am thankful for. I think that I will aim for 100 things. Which should be pretty easy considering all that God has given me to be thankful for. And this will also give you a little insight to my life and what I love :) Yay! So here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1. Jesus Christ (I will always be most thankful for Him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2. the piano in my living room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3. my ipod (which I could never live without jk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 4. my Dad...my Mom...my bro...my sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5. Hot tea (This is how I am still alive peeps...gotta love ya some)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Five every post is how I would like to do this...but some days maybe I will just open up and write out 20 at one time. Oh how much God has given me to be thankful for!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; P.S. I&#39;m also really, really thankful for spell check. 6! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2213189850717633501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/02/thankfulness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/2213189850717633501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/2213189850717633501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/02/thankfulness.html' title='Thankfulness...'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-7121058920989458664</id><published>2012-01-01T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T12:54:05.713-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bailey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Comments"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random"/><title type='text'>Commenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Hey Ya&#39;ll,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So....I&#39;ve wanted to say this for a while. It&#39;s not illegal to comment on my blog. I know shocking right? Some of you have but only when it&#39;s directed at you. Just so you know, I LOVE reading comments. Knowing that something I wrote amuses or touches you makes my day. Seriously, if you have any comments, questions, stories, or random knock-knock jokes, feel free to put them in a comment :) Or send them here if they are super long or you don&#39;t want the world seeing them: &lt;a href=&quot;mailto:littlepurpleipod@gmail.com&quot;&gt;littlepurpleipod@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Happy commenting (yes, I expect some of you to start commenting)! -Bailey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7121058920989458664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/01/commenting.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/7121058920989458664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/7121058920989458664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2012/01/commenting.html' title='Commenting'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-4973648995814668818</id><published>2011-12-31T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T16:09:38.985-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bailey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random"/><title type='text'>New Years...Let it all out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I have officially decided....that I will not have any New Year&#39;s resolutions. I can never keep them, and why should you make resolutions every year for things you should have been doing anyway? So, I have nothing more than to live life louder (Hawk Nelson fans holla ;) ). Why hold it all in, when you can let it all out?! I&#39;m just gonna live life to the fullest, and for God&#39;s glory. Let&#39;s see what happens :) See ya&#39;ll next year! -Bailey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4973648995814668818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-yearslet-it-all-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/4973648995814668818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/4973648995814668818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-yearslet-it-all-out.html' title='New Years...Let it all out!'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-1720509576873973347</id><published>2011-12-29T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T10:56:39.127-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bailey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Inspiration"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><title type='text'>What a lovely season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Ready for some random ramblings?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Hey, look! Alliteration....my teacher would be proud. Anyway, this is amazing. I&#39;m actually writing a post. Oh, gosh....now I&#39;ve lost my train of thought. I can&#39;t actually remember what I was going to write about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ok, now I remember :) I was going to write about the season! We just finished Christmas (which was awesome btw), and all the holiday excitement is almost over. Only New Years remains...sadness. But this is also the perfect time to remember that we don&#39;t just have to wait until Christmas or Easter to celebrate Jesus Christ. While everyone would like you to think that Jesus is closest to you when you are having a great time over the holidays, he is closest to you when you need him most. Or when you just ask for him to be with you. Christmas is the time we celebrate his coming with the world, but why not celebrate his coming every day? Why not remind yourself that what he came for and celebrate his life, death, and Resurrection every time you open your eyes in the morning or take a breath during a stressful day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; This season is beautiful, that is for sure. But we can have Christmas or Easter every day! Doesn&#39;t that sound lovely?! With the season of life that I&#39;m in, nothing seems to go horribly wrong. But that doesn&#39;t mean that it never will. So I draw close to God when everything is going great, so I know how to draw even closer when things go badly. And being close to God is the greatest thing ever...ever! Knowing that the Most High loves you and cares for you is so amazing. And it seems more amazing every day. Not just at Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; So, dear readers, I encourage you to make every day a day for celebration. Even when things go wrong...celebrate in the love of Jesus Christ. And if you are reading this now and have never felt the love of Christ, here&#39;s what I have to say. Think of the happiest moment in your life...now multiply that joy by a million. That&#39;s what kind of happiness God gives you. And feeling his presence, his gentle touch in the dark as you lay in bed thinking of the day to come, that&#39;s the most wonderful feeling ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Try to love him like he loves you. You won&#39;t succeed...he loves you too much :) But celebrate his coming, and what he did for you, every day. It&#39;ll help you love him more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; -Bailey&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1720509576873973347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-lovely-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/1720509576873973347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/1720509576873973347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-lovely-season.html' title='What a lovely season...'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-8272081105651170951</id><published>2011-12-16T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T07:35:54.440-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bailey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pictures"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random"/><title type='text'>December Randomness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;It&#39;s December. AHHHHH!!!!! Where did my year go?! Anyway since I dont have anything to post about, here&#39;s some random pictures I just happen to have on my computer. Enjoy and MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;-Bailey :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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     Most of you probably won&#39;t read this but I don&#39;t care. This is for you! Each of you will get a little word that expresses a lot. If the reader doesn&#39;t get it, then it&#39;s probably for the best and you will most likely get it. If not...blonde moment. Here goes!&lt;br /&gt;
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 Alex: I will catch up to you!! (I would drive for a while once I get my permit!)&lt;br /&gt;
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 Alyssa: I will vote for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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 Arianna: No touchy!! Just kidding ;) &lt;br /&gt;
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 Alalisa: :P &lt;br /&gt;
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 Kaitlin: CALL ME!!&lt;br /&gt;
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 Kendall: I really should write a novel shouldn&#39;t I?&lt;br /&gt;
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 Neeley: Remember to bring the white cheddar cheese it&#39;s and smoothies flavored jelly beans!&lt;br /&gt;
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 Brianna: Carryin&#39; the banner home free all!!&lt;br /&gt;
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 Abbie: If I&#39;m not dead then I&#39;m there for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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 Blaise: He is very pudgy.&lt;br /&gt;
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 Melanie K: You have no idea how much you encourage me :)&lt;br /&gt;
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 Now for the guys: &lt;br /&gt;
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 Grant: I&#39;m still faster :)&lt;br /&gt;
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 Jack: I don&#39;t care if you are a year and a day older!!&lt;br /&gt;
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 Dennis: Spicy? Really?&lt;br /&gt;
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 Josh: the king&#39;s speech. We need to watch it soon. &lt;br /&gt;
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 Henry: You make a terrible public schooler&lt;br /&gt;
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 Brient: The preying mantis you ate is endangered. Well it was.&lt;br /&gt;
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 To anyone I missed, terribly sorry but maybe I wanted to give you your small word in person :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8963113239988975137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-word.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/8963113239988975137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/8963113239988975137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-word.html' title='A little word...'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-953246456513340009</id><published>2011-11-16T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T13:47:16.589-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bailey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Inspiration"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Prayer"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school"/><title type='text'>I&#39;m back (maybe)</title><content type='html'>Oh goodness it&#39;s been a long time, friends. I miss writing out whatever I want and having people read it from all over the world. It&#39;s great to see the views from germany and Russia and all those othe places! And getting new followers to share my life with. So let&#39;s start with an update. Well I&#39;m finishing up my first semester of 10th grade and it has been so much fun!! I really love learning about everything I can get my hands on...except for maybe math. Anywho, I promised to tell you about meeting a movie star so here&#39;s the story: Real Steel was just coming out an there was a benefit screening (charity) of te movie with an appearance from Hugh Jackman!So we went, hoping to see him and at best talk to him. He got out of his car and beat feet over to say hello to all the people waiting to see him...including me!! He was really nice and even took a picture with me! And that&#39;s my little story of well, startstruck wonder :p I&#39;ll post the pictures later since I&#39;m on my iPod now and can&#39;t get to it.&lt;br /&gt;
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  Farewell children! I&#39;ve missed you and hopefully I will return! And don&#39;t forget that you are all in my prayers :) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; As you have probably figured out, I haven&#39;t been blogging lately. Haha yah that&#39;s not obvious. I am just SUPER busy with swimming, school, and everything in between. Nothing major has changed and nothing exciting has happened...except for I met Hugh Jackman, but that&#39;s another story. Just want you to know that for a little while longer my posts will probably be few and far between. I feel bad not putting anything up here, but what can I do? Thanks for understanding, and maybe (if I can finish my homework :)) I&#39;ll post the story about my movie star meeting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; -Bailey&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/69604484504869396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/as-youve-probably-guessed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/69604484504869396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/69604484504869396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/as-youve-probably-guessed.html' title='As you&#39;ve probably guessed :)'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-774093562729345443</id><published>2011-08-31T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T14:39:01.195-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bailey"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Batman"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Videos"/><title type='text'>Just Until I Have Something More Interesting...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Life is pretty boring at the moment, soooo here&#39;s a video...just cuz I have nothing to post. Me and Brianna are working on a segment on a volunteering job we did, which turned out to be hilarious and really fun. Enjoy, and know that I miss you guys!! I will be back soon. Promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;-Bailey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Jason`s going to a collage class this semester.We are going to Florida this month!!!! It will be my first time!!!! Yeah, shocking.... But I have been to Nebraska oh yeah how many of you have done that?...=D ....I don`t remember it though...hum.... I found a saying in a book that I read that stood out to me &quot;Whenever you can`t sleep at night it`s God`s way of telling you to pray. That there`s someone who need your prayers.&quot; That quote is in Summer by Karen Kingsbury. Lately I have been reading 2 of her series (The Baxter Family Drama and The Bailey Flanigan series) . Her books are Christian Fiction aka novels which I really like. =) Well I guess thats all for now ~Brianna&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2292893404425389646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/2292893404425389646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/2292893404425389646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-been-awhile.html' title='It`s been awhile'/><author><name>Brianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203954963027351083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S1LujAsHiMI/TcSJvnYhfYI/AAAAAAAACss/xZoAQa_TU7E/s220/DSCN4959.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-8605603662270927867</id><published>2011-08-10T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T11:53:35.050-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="co ops"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mornings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poems"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school"/><title type='text'>Poems, Co-ops, and Daily Naps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know it&#39;s been forever since I have posted, but you can&#39;t blame me! I have officially started my sophomore year in high school. And have school up to my nose. Time management has not included blogging for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Doing chores is a&amp;nbsp;time to (for my family) be silly. We turn the radio on and dance nearly every day. And last week I wrote, or made up, a poem. About my favorite things. Here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Batman, soda pop, driving in the parking lot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; I wish I could go swimming every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Taking pictures, singing songs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Eating chocolate all day long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ll play some notes and then I&#39;ll turn the page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hanging out with friends, and&amp;nbsp;laughing with the fam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Learning more about my God, and worshipping the Lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Living life with all I&#39;ve got, and dancing randomly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;These are the things I love to do, that help me to be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hold your applause :) Just kidding. Anyway, co-ops have started. Which means that I will be super busy, and less blogging will happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;And just something to laugh at...I am back to the days of kindergarten. Taking a nap almost every day. I am such a baby. But getting up at 6 every morning (sarcasm...I&#39;ve tried every morning. Yah, it doesn&#39;t work.) is hard! That or I just miss the days when things were simple. OH well. Off to do more school! -Bailey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They help lead a team called the &quot;Hospitality Team&quot;. This team feeds people at our church. Ok, they feed 1000 people at picnics, coordinate events, and devote hours and hours to the church. Needless to say, they work hard. My Mom and Dad contribute so much to this team. They have done a great job :) Trust me I&#39;ve been there watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Lord of the Rings is one of his favorites. Here are my brother and sister&#39;s capes that my mom made for them. They are...unique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;I envy him for his....wait for it... eyes. They are so blue!!! And his eye lashes are so dark and full. He&#39;s a boy. This shouldn&#39;t be happening. But oh to steal those eye lashes!!&lt;/span&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: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;He loves doing impressions (The Joker from Batman is a frequent caller to our house). He can also memorize just about any slogan for any company. It&#39;s fun to quiz him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;He&#39;s my little brother by 3 years, and the one I grew up playing with. Maddie was always so young when I was little we didn&#39;t do too much playing. Seth and I explored every corner of our backyard (we have lived in this house for 15 years), and every corner of our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; -Bailey&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6886134420423817108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-birthdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/6886134420423817108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/6886134420423817108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-birthdays.html' title='July Birthdays!'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6867082371722528176.post-4353528442569401265</id><published>2011-07-15T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T15:52:47.476-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pictures"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sisters"/><title type='text'>My Little Sister</title><content type='html'>&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/AVvXsEjocfRWLuYF5Sw1Ur7z-fVWqfKYUEtxXceqCMZ8AinVfSDFdO8496HknsY1ylpWGS3-QbHJYMn63zCvrH2neXJL3hbND4GdbzVHkmbXqFmElUjitQ3X6xLCouRerZp5i4eX_shMkizyivM/s1600/Lillian+Prince+Photos+004.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; m$=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjocfRWLuYF5Sw1Ur7z-fVWqfKYUEtxXceqCMZ8AinVfSDFdO8496HknsY1ylpWGS3-QbHJYMn63zCvrH2neXJL3hbND4GdbzVHkmbXqFmElUjitQ3X6xLCouRerZp5i4eX_shMkizyivM/s320/Lillian+Prince+Photos+004.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I am going to introduce you to my family bit by bit. Starting with the baby: My not so little anymore sister, Maddie. She&#39;s so cute. So the baby of the family. She love baby dolls, hates pink, loves reading, hates brussel sprouts, and loves Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She&#39;s the sweety with a mischievous streak at times. She&#39;s the only one in the family who ended up with green eyes. The rest of us got blue. Not that that&#39;s a bad thing, but her eyes are very uniquely shaded and they change colors. Which is awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I share a room with Maddie, and there is an obvious difference in what is who&#39;s. My stuff is the flyleaf poster, the cd&#39;s all over the place, and the socks on the floor. Maddie&#39;s stuff is the baby dolls and all that they include (clothes and accessories :p), the art supplies, and the stickers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My little sister is sweet and gentle. Until she&#39;s the only girl :) Then she blends quite well actually. She runs, plays, fishes (I taught her all she knows ;) [yah right]), and enjoys dirt and sticky fingers. Outdoorsy and energetic are two of her best qualities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Seth, my brother, are closer in age than her and I (3 years compared to 6). They are very close in the fact that they both love to play. They play Lord of the Rings, Legos, and whatever imaginary things they can come up with. She enjoys talking to me. She tells me about her problems, her triumphs, and anything in-between. She asks me for advice, which is probably bad judgment on her part :p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love my little sister, and there is so much more to her than what I have named. Hopefully one day you will meet her and see what I mean :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; P.S. This is our 60th post!! Just look at how far the Lord has brought us and how much He has blessed us. Thanks for being faithful readers!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4353528442569401265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-little-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/4353528442569401265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6867082371722528176/posts/default/4353528442569401265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepurpleipodchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-little-sister.html' title='My Little Sister'/><author><name>Bailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432777994349246811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaRLB2Js-3-6joG3VT786IPskYo-fZBbZ7p5Xs-Zq-09u-W58oa1rKocmNa1K7Mz3ce7DZEmqLHjVk3tzVqyuN4MrmYgNdjOLJMwpEA5hTduviEcSV3MP8fG4EdeX1nQ/s220/IMG_3547.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjocfRWLuYF5Sw1Ur7z-fVWqfKYUEtxXceqCMZ8AinVfSDFdO8496HknsY1ylpWGS3-QbHJYMn63zCvrH2neXJL3hbND4GdbzVHkmbXqFmElUjitQ3X6xLCouRerZp5i4eX_shMkizyivM/s72-c/Lillian+Prince+Photos+004.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>