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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and the letter &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Well, believe it or not, it took me a few minutes to find what to post about for the letter T...which is really kind of amazing, and incredibly silly.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is Toby, my Capuchin monkey. He's my sixth child and is a perpetual two year old. Thankfully, Jim and I always loved the two year old stage with our kids.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here's Toby, clipped to "the board." It's a place we clip him for training, for safe, hands-free holding while we change his bed crate and blankie...all that fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last time he was here he decided he liked climbing the wall. A lot. He can scale that wall in .7 seconds flat.&lt;br /&gt;
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My oldest daughter is one of Toby's favorites. We were deep cleaning his cage and while I spelled her, she sat with Toby and watched us.&lt;br /&gt;
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While watching us, they got in lots of snuggle and cuddle time. Always a favorite thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Toby is full grown and when he's sitting, he's the size of a bag of flour. Tiny but mighty. &lt;br /&gt;
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Below is Toby in his cage, his sleeping crate and blankie are behind him.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here we are...me and my baby. Growing up, some of my friends had monkeys as pets (hey, we were MKs in South America, lots of jungle all around.) and I loved it the few times I had contact with monkeys...I just never ever thought I'd have a monkey. &lt;br /&gt;
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I'm hoping to be back on track with the &lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/search/label/Authentically%20Me" target="_blank"&gt;Authentically Me series&lt;/a&gt; about persona next week. If you're looking for them, here's the posts from the last few weeks...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2011/08/faux-pa-tty.html" target="_blank"&gt;Faux Pa-tty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/04/stepping-up-to-me.html" target="_blank"&gt;Stepping up to Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/04/where-did-she-come-from.html" target="_blank"&gt;Where Did She Come From? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and the letter &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Remember that &lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/05/3-rs.html" target="_blank"&gt;Rest I mentioned last week&lt;/a&gt;? Well, I'm taking some now...and &lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;Skipping the letter S&lt;/span&gt;. You'll find me in the &lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;unshine &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;inging praises today.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So tell me, what has you singing these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Last year I was late visiting and I missed all the violets blooming.  If I time it right, there's a carpet of purple blossoms, but that time there was only lush green leaves.  Because we live so far out in the country, ticks are everyday pests—especially with my two younger boys, and I'm constantly telling them to stay out of the woods and the tall weeds.  I now remember why.  About an hour after returning to the house I was washing my hands and I noticed a dark speck in my hair.  I pulled it out and found it was a tick.  I'm not squeamish about bugs (it's a good thing, too) but I instantly felt creepy-crawlies all over my body and had my daughter check the rest of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hadn't even stopped to consider ticks before going into the cemetery.  But like I've told my kids, 'you can't go into tick country and expect to not get ticks on you.'  I know there are things you can do to protect yourself, but I didn't take those precautionary steps, I just waltzed in.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are many times in our lives when we have to enter tick infested areas—many of us are in those areas on a daily basis, and not being there isn't always an option.  These are places where sin runs rampant and is even lauded as being 'normal' or 'hip'.  You can't just waltz in and think you won't be affected by it, you will, whether you realize it or not--just like I carried home that tick hiding in my hair.  If I hadn't spotted it, it would have crawled right up that curl and onto my scalp and fastened itself there, living off me freely—at least until I found it and pulled it out.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Have you ever had a tick fasten itself onto you?  It doesn't feel nice when you pull it free, in fact, it hurts.  When sin goes undetected in your life it's free to attach itself to you, to become a part of you, and when you go to remove it, it hurts.  Just like some ticks can hold on tighter than you thought possible, so some sin holds onto you--it burrows under your skin and doesn't want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's really much better to prepare yourself before going into places where ticks run freely.  'An ounce of prevention is worth a pound cure' really fits here.  There are many things you can do to keep the ticks from getting to your skin, even if it means looking silly or odd.&lt;br /&gt;
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But you don't even have to look different—you just need to spray with bug spray.  Connecting with God and maintaining closeness with Him is the best way to repel the creepy crawlies that are all around.  Saturating yourself with Him also makes you super sensitive to pests that would like to attach themselves to you.  He heightens your sensitivities, allowing you to do away with the invader before it fastens itself to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ticks are just part of living in the country just as sin is part of living in this world.  We just need to make sure to prepare ourselves so we can catch those creepy crawlies before they sink their teeth into us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;She's planted firmly on solid ground.&lt;br /&gt;
He's ready to sweep her off her feet.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The  only man pragmatic Lilly Hart needs in her life is a six-year-old.  Widowed for three years, Lilly has decided to leave the home of her  intrusive in-laws to stand on her own. However, her in-laws find her new  life as a cook at Lake Manawa utterly unsuitable for their grandson.  When an argument ensues, a handsome stranger--who designs roller  coasters, of all things--intercedes on her behalf. But Lilly is not  about to get involved with any man, especially this cocky gentleman.  Little does she know she is about to begin the ride of her life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"With  her expected wit and humor, Lorna Seilstad has penned another winner.  Hang on and enjoy--this book is truly a fun ride."&lt;/i&gt;--Judith Miller,  bestselling author of the Daughters of Amana series&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"Buckle up!  With a sparkle of humor, heart-pumping romance, and a writing style that  is fresh, fun, and addictive, Lorna Seilstad takes you along the  fun-filled shores of Lake Manawa."&lt;/i&gt;--Julie Lessman, award-winning author  of the Daughters of Boston and the Winds of Change series&lt;br /&gt;
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Since opening &lt;a href="http://www.barndoorbookloft.net/" target="_blank"&gt;The Book Loft&lt;/a&gt;, I almost never do author spotlights here on my personal blog anymore, but when Lorna Seilstad has a book coming out, I clear my calendar and settle in for a wonderful read. She makes me laugh out loud (literally) and savor her book. Her characters are full, well-rounded, and not perfect--making them real and oh-so believable and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lorna Selistad is an author I follow closely and recommend highly. I have LOVED her Lake Manawa series and truly hate to see it end.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you're looking for a great read that's relaxing and&amp;nbsp; gun, pick up this series!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You can purchase &lt;i&gt;The Ride of Her Life&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ride-Her-Life-The-Summers/dp/0800734475/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1336615730&amp;amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/the-ride-her-life-lake-manawa/lorna-seilstad/9780800734473/pd/734473?product_redirect=1&amp;amp;Ntt=734473&amp;amp;item_code=&amp;amp;Ntk=keywords&amp;amp;event=ESRCP#curr" target="_blank"&gt;CBD&lt;/a&gt; and for &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ride-Life-Manawa-Summers-ebook/dp/B0073UPS0C/ref=tmm_kin_title_0?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&amp;amp;qid=1336615730&amp;amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"&gt;Kindle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;You can find Lorna online at &lt;a href="http://www.lornaseilstad.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.lornaseilstad.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and the letter &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It's hard to believe that it's been 2 years (almost exactly) since our Tuesday night Bible study started. Unbelievable. This group of ladies has been a huge encouragement to me. When study started, I was as green as you can get when it comes to teaching--green due to inexperience and green due to nervousness and fighting nausea every week over speaking in front of people. But those ladies stuck with me, let me scarf Skittles to keep my sugar going and laughed with me over some of the tangles my tongue got in. And they're still doing it. Amazing, beautiful ladies.&lt;br /&gt;
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But tonight is the last night I'll be teaching, for awhile at least. See, I need a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;est&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Not that I want one, but I need it. My bff noticed and so did my husband--and he asked me to take the summer off. So, I am.&lt;br /&gt;
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At first I was bummed because I've discovered that I LOVE teaching...because I love the study that I put into teaching. I'm convinced that I learn at least ten times the amount that I manage to pass on to others. I have been tremendously blessed by what I've learned over these two years. But now I'm excited about my summer off. I plan on doing a lot of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;eading&lt;/span&gt;. I'm looking forward to soaking myself in God's Word, like a summer long bubble bath in it. My cover-to-cover read through of the Bible, which I like to do in a year's time, has stretched out to two years this time. That's not a problem, but I miss the continuity of that reading.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm really looking forward to a time of refreshment as I rest. &lt;br /&gt;
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The third part of my plan for the summer is &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;w&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;iting&lt;/span&gt;. I have a goal set and am working toward it on a daily basis, which is very encouraging. &lt;br /&gt;
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Granted, mixed in with my 3 Rs is a full summer of family stuff, but I'll be carving out time for my 3 Rs. &lt;br /&gt;
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Just like you don't want to build a house without plans or a blueprint, you don't want to just create a persona without thoroughly thinking it through. &lt;i&gt;You want a persona that is you and that you're comfortable in.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So, how to create a persona that is authentically you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Let's do some brainstorming first...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Look for character attributes that you like in other people&lt;/span&gt;--people you know personally, acquaintances, or even public personalities. Watch to see how they present those attributes, what they do that lets you see those attributes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Want an example? &lt;a href="http://joannesher.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Joanne Sher&lt;/a&gt; is an encourager. You cannot rub shoulders with her without being encouraged. That's a character trait I like and one I want to include in the persona I step into. So, for years I've been watching Joanne and then I apply that to my life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another example is a lady in my church who has a genuine interest in others. When she asks you a question, she listens for the answer and there is no doubt she cares about what you're saying. So I've been watching her. She's a woman who loves to chat, but has mastered the art of listening and I'm trying to apply what I observe in her to my own life.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, look around yourself for people with character traits you like. Notice how they exhibit these  traits.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;What do they look like when they're doing the  things we admire?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;What mannerisms do they use? &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;What are their facial expressions?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;What about their  body language?&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You want to use role models to help you understand how they do what they do so you can apply it to your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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By watching others closely and taking note of how they express and demonstrate certain character traits, you are able to 'try it on' yourself and tweak it so it's you. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now, think about yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Everyone has different sides of themselves. I do not act the same in a formal setting as I do when I'm home with my family, but I'm still the me in both situations.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So, think about who you are at:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;work or church (There I'm Patty, a more formal, reserved side of me.)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;with close friends (Definitely Peejers with close friends. They see the goofy side of me.)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;with family (yikes. Bratty Jo sometimes, but hey, they're used to me after all these years.)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;with online friends (Depending on the setting, a combination of Patty and Peejers.)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Mix the two parts together... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By combining these sides of me with what I've observed and learned from careful study of others, I found my persona--one I am totally comfortable in, that is 100% me.&lt;br /&gt;
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My persona has totally changed my life. I'm still Patty and reserved and I'm still goofy Peejers and Bratty Jo (just ask my sister), but now I'm able to combine them, bring out their strengths and utilize things about me that I didn't have access to before.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So tell me, do you have a blueprint for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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More posts in this series:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2011/08/faux-pa-tty.html" target="_blank"&gt;Faux Pa-tty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/04/stepping-up-to-me.html" target="_blank"&gt;Stepping up to Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/04/where-did-she-come-from.html" target="_blank"&gt;Where Did She Come From? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/01/a2z-take-2.html" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BUG3Q-rl_Tc/TvvnmbcKs4I/AAAAAAAAEg8/ykTr5RuivPc/s400/Take%2B2.jpg" width="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Welcome to this week's a 2 z: Take 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and the letter &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q08oJ1UmkQU/T58YdXpcjMI/AAAAAAAAFSI/ATH8huelqzo/s1600/Ecuador%2Blocation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q08oJ1UmkQU/T58YdXpcjMI/AAAAAAAAFSI/ATH8huelqzo/s400/Ecuador%2Blocation.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Of all the Q letters in our language, one of my favorite is Quito (pronounced Key toe). Quito is the capital city of Ecuador, in South America, and where I spent my teen years while my parents were missionaries. It's a place I hold close to my heart and hope to revisit someday.&lt;br /&gt;
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Below I circled Quito in red. You can see it's in the heart of the Andes mountain range. The pink boxes are mountains I saw most days, except in rainy season when they spent a lot of time encased in clouds. If you look closely, you can see the elevation of the mountains listed. They're snow capped and awesome. A sight you NEVER grow tired of.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QB5Di_NXZHY/T58aLjtHu_I/AAAAAAAAFSU/n0USh1GFaeU/s1600/Ecuador%2Bphysical%2Bmap%2Bmarked.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QB5Di_NXZHY/T58aLjtHu_I/AAAAAAAAFSU/n0USh1GFaeU/s1600/Ecuador%2Bphysical%2Bmap%2Bmarked.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Most of my days were spent in at the Alliance Academy, a missionary kids' boarding school run by the Alliance mission. To the left is a picture of part of the school, the other part is to the left of the picture. That's not a football field, it's a soccer field since that's the sport of choice there. The mountain in the background is Pichincha, which runs parallel to the city. People would hang glide from Pichincha into the city. It must have been a breath-taking view because just looking at the city from Pichincha was fantastic. Going up there was a favorite outing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-psND01IIWxk/T58UQhcuvuI/AAAAAAAAFQ4/vxGT_Kjia5U/s1600/Panecillo+Trina+Mayfield+sm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-psND01IIWxk/T58UQhcuvuI/AAAAAAAAFQ4/vxGT_Kjia5U/s400/Panecillo+Trina+Mayfield+sm.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Another place to visit is the Panecillo--the Virgin. She watches over the city and offers a great view. The legends that go with the "hill" she sits on will curl your hair. But then, much of the Incan culture might do that, as well as wow you with their feats. It still amazes me to think of all they did with the technology available to them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Part of the view from the Panecillo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Quito is long and narrow and sits on a shelf, making it a challenge for the larger planes coming in. (Or so I've been told.)&lt;br /&gt;
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There are many sides to Quito...&lt;br /&gt;
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The old town where culture and history are rich and in full color.&lt;br /&gt;
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And the new city where technology is alive and well.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8skIoRBqSFE/T58VewQyMlI/AAAAAAAAFRw/7o5ywELT1ss/s1600/Mitad%2Bdel%2BMundo%2Bmonument%2BTrina%2BMayfield%2Bsm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8skIoRBqSFE/T58VewQyMlI/AAAAAAAAFRw/7o5ywELT1ss/s400/Mitad%2Bdel%2BMundo%2Bmonument%2BTrina%2BMayfield%2Bsm.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Quito is just South of the Equator so visiting Mitad del Mundo, the monument on (well, technically it's just close to) the Equator, is a must. Standing with foot in the Northern Hemisphere and one foot in the Southern Hemisphere is one of those Kodak moments you don't want to miss.&lt;br /&gt;
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And there's a quick glimpse of the city of my heart...Mi Querido Quito. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So tell me, where do you consider home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;*Photos courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/mrs.mayf?ref=ts" target="_blank"&gt;Trina Mayfield&lt;/a&gt;, a missionary friend who still lives in Ecaudor. Thanks, Trina.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thankfully, I've not been sentenced to aloofdom. Over the course of time I've learned a few tricks that have changed my life and how people perceive me. This journey started when I finally surrenedered to God and started writing. I found my way to &lt;a href="http://www.faithwriters.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Faithwriters&lt;/a&gt; and discovered I needed a screen name to get on the forum boards. Since I was clueless, I looked around. One name I saw several times was &lt;a href="http://joannesher.com/" target="_blank"&gt;itsjoanne&lt;/a&gt;. I liked that her screen name was still part of her so I played with my name. That got me to thinking about who I really was. Throughout my life I've been three different people, at least...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3rd grade, wearing my favorite shirt.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bratty Jo&lt;/span&gt; is what close family friends called me when I was just a little girl. For some reason they thought it fit me, but I'm still lost as to why. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Peej&lt;/span&gt; is who I was as a teen in Ecuador because there was another Patty in the dorm I lived in and it was confusing to have two Pattys. Patty Jo quickly became PJ which, when slurred is Peej. Most of my friends called me Peej and in my mind was synonymous with the more outgoing side of my nature.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Patty&lt;/span&gt; is who I grew up to be. Leaving Peej behind, I settled into Patty, the very quiet, shy woman with five homeschooled kids. It's the only side of me people around here had ever seen, but it wasn't who I was, not really. I knew Peej was still in there, constantly yacking in my ear. &lt;br /&gt;
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Since that's who I am, I chose impeej (I'm Peej) as my Faithwriter screen name, never guessing the life it would trigger. And it's good I didn't know because the knowledge would have been too much for me.  The more comfortable I became on the boards, the more Peej stepped forward and assumed control of my online presence. Once again I became more outgoing, more confident, and less restricted within myself. It was truly freeing. &lt;br /&gt;
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About then I went to a big convention with my two oldest children. They attended sessions while I was volunteer help and was assigned to work in the “Diamond Lounge”. The place was well named. Everyone wore not just one diamond, but a whole impressive collection of diamonds. There I was, a homeschool mom, in the midst of America's upper crust and I was lost. Some of the other volunteers noticed how lost I was and with their help I made it through that long weekend. &lt;br /&gt;
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One key thing I learned to do was to pull Peej off the Faithwriter forums and hide behind her. I noticed that as Peej presented herself with a friendly smile and confidence, others responded accordingly and treated me like a helpful peer, despite my lack diamonds. They had no idea I was smiling out of amazement at how well Peej was working for me. As Peej I was able to relax some and interact with people whereas Patty had been in lock-down mode. &lt;br /&gt;
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Not only did I pull Peej into service, but as I wished &lt;a href="http://www.sealevel320.com/" target="_blank"&gt;my older sister&lt;/a&gt; were with me, I realized I could borrow from her. I knew how she acted in these situations. I knew the smile she used and her mannerisms, and because we're so alike I was able to try &lt;a href="http://www.sealevel320.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/a&gt; on. From past experience I knew I could pull off acting like Cheryl, after all, I had once convinced our mom I was her, so I set to work and between Peej and Cheryl I was even able to feel somewhat comfortable. &lt;br /&gt;
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Choosing to try my sister's techniques and to let the Peej side of me take over was a lifesaver and a lesson I've not forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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My younger daughter made cookies the other day—oatmeal raisin cookies specifically for her Daddy.  She did a very fine job and they taste good.  The problem is the recipe. &lt;br /&gt;
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You see, 15 years ago when I first copied that recipe, I forgot to include the ½ tsp. Cinnamon in the line up of ingredients.  The cookies are fine without the cinnamon, but are much better with it.  So, I took a green pen and, in the margin, I added cinnamon and I even put big arrows pointing to it.  Do you think it's helped?  Only a little.  Many times we forget and end up adding it at the last possible minute—as an after thought. &lt;br /&gt;
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What I need to do is take 5 minutes and recopy the recipe, putting the cinnamon in it's proper place so it won't be overlooked and forgotten.  It's only taken me 15 years to realize this. &lt;br /&gt;
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My Bible reading is sometimes like that forgotten cinnamon.  Because I haven't taken the time to write it into the recipe of my day, in its proper place and in the order that works best, it's overlooked or forgotten until the last possible moment, and sometimes it's left out all together.  Sure, my day is okay like that, but it would be so much better with it.  Maybe it's time for me to recopy the recipe of my day and get the recipe right, so important ingredients aren't left out or left till last. &lt;br /&gt;
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I tend to be one that saves the best and the important for last.  That might work with gifts and food (oh yeah!) but it doesn't work for my spiritual walk.  I need to go for the gold, for GOD, first thing in my day, before I get distracted and before I get pulled seven different directions.  I really need to rewrite the order of my day so the important thing is at the beginning of my day, not just tacked onto the end.  I can always do some Bible reading as I settle in bed, and get some extra time in God's Word that way, and have those words running through my head as I sleep.   &lt;br /&gt;
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"Your face, O LORD, I shall seek."   Psalm 27:8&lt;br /&gt;
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and was praying there.   Mark 1:35&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Lord, help me to rewrite my day so spending time with You, in Your Word, is not just written in the margin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and the letter &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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One of the perks of living in the country is having pets. Plural.&lt;br /&gt;
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Puppers....who thinks every picture is about her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gracie, the free spirit...&lt;br /&gt;
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And Toby. My baby and probably my most unusual pet. He's a free spirit too. Some days he loves me and some days he simply ignores me. But when things start going haywire in his little life, he conveniently remembers I'm mama.&lt;br /&gt;
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So tell me, which of your pets is your favorite?&lt;/h3&gt;
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Two years ago, after taking &lt;a href="http://www.terryburns.net/" target="_blank"&gt;Terry Burns'&lt;/a&gt; class 'Too Shy to Pitch or Promote',&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/search/label/Authentically%20Me" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vqxiWg9wM9g/Tk1g-vpZwpI/AAAAAAAADks/DTYXrpXkFV4/s400/authentically%2Bme%2Bbanner.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I began building and using my persona and the Authentically Me mini series will cover what I did, how I did it, and the results I've seen. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Set Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Shortly after taking Terry's class, I decided that if I wanted a ladies' Bible study to attend I was going to have to speak up and see if there were others interested. There were but no one wanted to teach (hey, we're all busy people and teaching takes far more time than simply attending and participating, so I totally understood). I saw that if I was going to have a study to attend I would need to teach it, so I pulled on my big girl panties and stepped to the plate, armed with what I had learned in Terry's class.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now you have to understand, contributing a thought to our Sunday School lesson was enough to give me heart palpitations. It wasn't just speaking in front of people I struggled with, it was also being the center of attention. After 15+ years of trying to be invisible, the thought of teaching was enough to make me sick to my stomach. It wasn't knowing the material, it was communicating it. Thankfully, there were only 5 or 6 us and those ladies helped me and taught me sooo much. LoL. Those same ladies are still helping and teaching me things! &lt;br /&gt;
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I had two choices:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;I could continue to hide and miss out on many opportunities and fun things, and grow stagnant&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;OR, I could face my fear in a safe environment, with ladies I knew who would laugh with me and help me over the rough spots. Ladies who wanted me to succeed and grow and were willing to invest in me as I learned and grew.&lt;/li&gt;
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Even though it looks like a no-brainer from here, it was a difficult, life changing choice for me because of the fear factor. I chose to teach and dealt with the weekly sick stomach, the fear and nervousness, and the constant feeling of inadequacy. It was the right choice and a choice I'd make again if I needed to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hQ22faUQM74/T5Cx7dxGeiI/AAAAAAAAFOE/tfEY2Bd2-io/s1600/A%2BHeron%2Bby%2Bbugdog%2Bsm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hQ22faUQM74/T5Cx7dxGeiI/AAAAAAAAFOE/tfEY2Bd2-io/s400/A%2BHeron%2Bby%2Bbugdog%2Bsm.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Naaman was angry because the prophet Elisha wouldn’t even come out to speak to him, and he was a great, important man.  Too many times I get caught up in my own importance, which is truly laughable because I’m not great, nor important, to anybody except maybe my family.  Just like Naaman, I tend to stand there and sputter and fume about why I need to do such menial tasks.  &lt;br /&gt;
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So Naaman raced away in his chariot.  Thankfully he had wise servants who helped him see how silly he was being and the result was that he went to the Jordan River.  Did he quit when he saw no results after going under six times?  If he had, he would’ve died a leper.  Did he understand why it had be seven times?  Did he moan about seven?  Did he try to bargain it down to five?  The Bible just says he dipped himself seven times as he was instructed to.  Like Naaman, I don’t need to know why, I just need to obey, without moaning or bargaining.&lt;br /&gt;
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For Naaman, it came down to complete obedience.  He had faith, why else would he have undertaken such a long journey?  But faith without obedience would have left him a leper.  I have faith, but if I don’t obey God my faith will grow cold.  &lt;br /&gt;
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For the Christian, the secret to our spiritual growth lies in obedience.  That means being faithful in the multitude of little things because it’s through obeying in the mundane and menial things, that we learn faithfulness for the bigger things.  If I won't do the simple things my husband has asked me to do, things that make perfect sense to me, will I do the things God asks me to do--things that make no sense to me?&lt;br /&gt;
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Even though I may start like Naaman did, fuming and raging because things aren’t going as I expected and because I’ve been asked to do some things that I don't want to do, I'm going to make sure I end like Naaman did: faithfully obeying.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Living-by-Grace/208718449189065" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seOLVB0337I/Tnu3zi0lsbI/AAAAAAAAD2U/hSEMpIAkKA4/s400/Hostess%2BButton.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Naaman's account is found in 2 Kings 5:1-14.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h3&gt;So tell me, am I the only one who acts like Namaan sometimes?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The question I asked the group was one of my favorite silly questions that helps me get to know authors more...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b120/onlyatmidnight12/purplemonster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b120/onlyatmidnight12/purplemonster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;If you were to find a purple polka-dotted monster in your kitchen one morning, how would you respond?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And here's their answers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.womenofvalleyview.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sharon Clements Srock&lt;/a&gt; Purple is my favorite color, my kitchen is my favorite room, so I'm two markers in the plus category. I'd fix him some coffee. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/mybackdoorministry.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Yvonne Blake&lt;/a&gt; Hopefully, he isn't too dangerous. If he's spotted, it probably means he isn't feeling well and couldn't go to school that day. I'd give him a cookie and a glass of milk and ask him if he wants to sit on the couch with me and watch "Winnie the Pooh."&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://%20www.pencildancer.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Diana Lesire Brandmeyer&lt;/a&gt; First I would take my temperature and finding it normal decide I need caffeine. If he's still there I'd say, "Come into my office and let's find out what your story is." &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://valeriecomer.com/blog" target="_blank"&gt;Valerie Comer&lt;/a&gt; I would look closer, realize the polka dots were actually rounded hearts, then recongnize my granddaughter's jammies. I'm pretty sure she's not dangerous, though at two years old, she can RAWR mightily. I think I would tickle her until she giggles and make her some breakfast. Maybe with blueberries, so we could have more polka dots.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://sherriwilsonjohnson.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sherri Wilson Johnson&lt;/a&gt; I'd hand him a mop!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/01/take-flight.html" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AGF9iTJVhdA/TwjZ29NOtHI/AAAAAAAAElQ/PCWRvURH1TU/s400/Take%2BFlight%2BButton.jpg" width="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joannesher.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Joanne Sher&lt;/a&gt; The first thing I'd do is clean off my glasses - just to be sure it wasn't smudges. When I was certain it WAS the monster, I'd ask it (very politely) if it wouldn't mind cleaning my house. One can always hope, right? And, of course, if it said yes, I'd offer it a couple Cadbury Creme Eggs and a cup of something hot from the Keurig. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.lindamcquinncarlblom.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Linda McQuinn Carlblom&lt;/a&gt; I'd get my camera and take a few pictures just for proof. If it turned out to be friendly, I'd ask him to stay while I called my grandkids to come over to play with him! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.greatlakesromances.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Donna Winters&lt;/a&gt; "Hey, there. Know how to cook eggs? Better not let the dogs catch you here. You could be toast!" &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://journalmissionalliving.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sharon Hoover&lt;/a&gt; After changing my pants (that I've pee-ed) and pulling my exhuberant terrier away from the dotted monster, I would to pretend that he's just another guest and offer a cup of English Breakfast tea. In reality, though, I would scream and jump out the back window! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://janetsketchley.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Janet Sketchley&lt;/a&gt; How big is he, Patty? A little one would get "aww, he's cute!" In any case, once I got over the "am I really seeing this?" if there was no apparent danger I'd be looking to see which of my sons was pranking me. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.neverkissatoaster.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Kristi Peifer&lt;/a&gt; Hey pal, I'll have a stack of chocolate chip pancakes with a side of scrambled eggs.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.christinarich.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Christina Rich&lt;/a&gt; If I were to find a purple polka-dotted monster in my kitchen I'd probably go back to bed. Obviously, I haven't been sleeping enough. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And how would I respond to finding a purple polka-dotted monster in my kitchen one morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Relief. You see, this particular monster went undercover as a child of mine and I've been just waiting for her true colors to come out. I knew they would eventually and I've been sneaking around trying to catch her for months. I should've guessed she'd show up in the kitchen! (I'll hafta check her pockets for cookies--I bet she about cleaned out my stash.) She must've stayed up too late and didn't make it back into hiding under the bed before the sun came up. Silly ol' monster.&lt;br /&gt;
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So tell me,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;How would YOU respond to a purple polka-dotted monster in your kitchen one morning? &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Be sure to check out the other progressive interview participants for more great questions! (Their links are with their answers above as well as below.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Welcome to this week's a 2 z: Take 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and the letter &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Last month, my sisters and I were able to go to &lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/03/journey-to-my-roots.html" target="_blank"&gt;Arizona to visit our parents&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.thebarndoor.net/2012/03/visiting-arizona.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mom took us to St. Anthony's Monastery&lt;/a&gt;.The grounds were gorgeous and there were oh so many things to take pictures of.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first half of our time in the gardens I spent trying to figure out what scent I was hunting for, and we finally found it, at the very back of the property we were allowed to roam...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ji2zLPo5i78/T4zDX2MB-AI/AAAAAAAAFLk/2Z9FXPhHLWA/s1600/Oragnge%2BBuds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ji2zLPo5i78/T4zDX2MB-AI/AAAAAAAAFLk/2Z9FXPhHLWA/s1600/Oragnge%2BBuds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Orange trees in full blossom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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If I could have, I would have rolled in the scent to carry it with me. One of the best fragrances I've smelled in my life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h3&gt;So tell me, what's a favorite fragrance of yours?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h2&gt;Soapboxes are...&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Something you're passionate about.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Something you know a lot about.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;A topic you don't mind studying to expand your knowledge base.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Topics you never tire of talking about.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u40sFrcX-PM/T3eHF2DG5MI/AAAAAAAAFHg/GKgFVnHI1Ds/s1600/falcon%2Bby%2Bliquid008%2Bsm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u40sFrcX-PM/T3eHF2DG5MI/AAAAAAAAFHg/GKgFVnHI1Ds/s400/falcon%2Bby%2Bliquid008%2Bsm.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Why are soapboxes so valuable?&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not only do you already know the material, but you're passionate about them.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Your passion draws people and ignites their interest, enthusiasm and spreads to them.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Soapboxes give you a jumping off point for many things.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They help you home in and focus with precision.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;That precision changes your message from buck shot to laser beam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Knowing what your soapboxes are allows you to find places for your articles or events looking for speakers. &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;h2&gt;One Soapbox or More?&lt;/h2&gt;Although you may only start out with one soapbox, you might find those little critters multiply or sprout when you aren't watching.&lt;br /&gt;
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Years ago, my one and only soapbox was homeschooling. It was a topic I knew about and lived. That grew into a second box: being a wife. As the years went on, herbs became a topic I love talking about (bet you didn't know that one! LoL.) because it's something I've spent years studying. &lt;br /&gt;
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Those are three of my soapboxes, and even though you don't hear much about them on here, I've used them to write for other sites over the years. Those soapboxes helped me tremendously, and still do. These days you're likely to know and recognize some other favorites of mine: Blogging (and all its sub-topics), Platforms, Persona.There's a couple others that are sprouting and maturing on the sidelines and you'll meet them after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h3&gt;So tell me, what are some of your soapboxes that you can develop and use?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My kids, eight years ago. ;-)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;These nights we're having our annual late frost and after the warm days we've had, it makes me shiver more than usual.  &lt;br /&gt;
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I love watching things bloom in the spring and I hate seeing the peach and cherry blossoms die instead of maturing into fruit, but I know things happen for a reason.  For the fruit trees, the frost thins out many blossoms, allowing the tree to focus its energy on growing fewer, but larger fruit. And everyone likes larger, better looking fruit.&lt;br /&gt;
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Many times I've started things and God has sent a frost and killed those blossoms.  It wasn't that the things I was doing was bad, it was just a thinning out process so that other things could grow and mature into bigger and better fruit for the Lord.  &lt;br /&gt;
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The thinning process isn't fun nor easy, but if you want a beautiful crop of large fruit it's necessary.  Personally, I would rather have a few large, tasty pieces of fruit than small, wormy ones.&lt;br /&gt;
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“...and every branch that bears fruit, He prunes it, that it may bear more fruit.”  John 15:2b&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So tell me, have you had a late frost in your life too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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You know how I'm always saying that misery loves company, right? And you know that the &lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/01/a2z-take-2.html" target="_blank"&gt;a2z meme&lt;/a&gt; grew out of the misery of a dry spell, and &lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/01/take-flight.html" target="_blank"&gt;Take Flight&lt;/a&gt; grew out of the infamous question "But what do I blog about??"&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, this week's challenge grew out of a question &lt;a href="http://christinarich.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Christina&lt;/a&gt; asked me about author interviews... As I thought about her question, I thought it would be fun to interview each other, and even more fun to see what we can learn with just one question (micro interview, anyone?). But it's soooo much&lt;i&gt; more fun&lt;/i&gt; when friends are included so...&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;This week's challenge is a social networking and blogging idea...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A Progressive Interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Think a progressive dinner but rather than serving food at each stop we’ll have interview questions. On Thursday, April 19th, each blogger will post their one interview question and the responses they’ve received to that question. You can post your question on the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/groups/325851797469656/329772227077613/" target="_blank"&gt;Take Flight FB group&lt;/a&gt;. To participate in this challenge, join us there.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So a blog post might look like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Q: What’s a verse that means a lot to you currently and why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Patty Wysong&lt;/a&gt;:  I Chronicles 28:20 “Be strong and courageous, and act; do not fear nor be dismatyed, for the Lord God, my God, is with you. He will not fail you nor forsake you until all the work of the Lord is finished.” Why? I struggle with fear constantly. Fear has often locked me down and made it so I’m unable to do anything, but I have God’s promise that He will NOT fail me nor forsake me... &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://joannesher.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Joanne Sher&lt;/a&gt;: Luke 2:20 because....&lt;br /&gt;
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The answers will include the answers of whoever answered on the FB group page.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The goal of this progressive interview:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As bloggers: to introduce our blog readers to others in the hopes the reader will find an answer interesting and click on a link to get to know the responder better. &lt;br /&gt;
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As readers: to meet someone interesting, learn something new, laugh, enjoy the answers. Some questions will be off-the-wall, some might be serious.&lt;br /&gt;
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One question per participant, unless we decide to throw out two. LOL.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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If interested in participating in this progressive interview, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/groups/325851797469656/329772227077613/" target="_blank"&gt;join us at the Take Flight Facebook group&lt;/a&gt; where questions are waiting for you and we're looking forward to your question.&lt;br /&gt;
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Have a question for us? Leave it in the comments and we'll see about answering it. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/groups/325851797469656/329772227077613/" target="_blank"&gt;Take Flight Facebook group&lt;/a&gt; is a gathering place for bloggers looking for post ideas and blog help. It's a great networking place where we can link together, work together and multiply the fruit of our efforts. We'd love to have you join us! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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I'd love to hear from you!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35674839-3667317400125640385?l=www.pattywysong.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Patterings/~4/1_IfmkW1mHI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.pattywysong.com/feeds/3667317400125640385/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35674839&amp;postID=3667317400125640385&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35674839/posts/default/3667317400125640385?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35674839/posts/default/3667317400125640385?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Patterings/~3/1_IfmkW1mHI/take-flight-progressive-interview.html" title="Take Flight: Progressive Interview" /><author><name>Patty Wysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01689649950598288481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oOKNyYzKJs/S3CF5eOWUjI/AAAAAAAACCM/kQf4-vCTQC8/S220/Patty+Wysong+profile+pic.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AGF9iTJVhdA/TwjZ29NOtHI/AAAAAAAAElQ/PCWRvURH1TU/s72-c/Take%2BFlight%2BButton.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/04/take-flight-progressive-interview.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYGQX0ycSp7ImA9WhVXEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35674839.post-5107101436509571209</id><published>2012-04-10T00:02:00.065-05:00</published><updated>2012-04-10T00:02:00.399-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-10T00:02:00.399-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Flowers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="a2z Take 2" /><title>What's New?</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/01/a2z-take-2.html" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BUG3Q-rl_Tc/TvvnmbcKs4I/AAAAAAAAEg8/ykTr5RuivPc/s400/Take%2B2.jpg" width="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Welcome to this week's a 2 z: Take 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and the letter &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, I think my brain is fried. Between the FANTASTIC Easter musical I was able to participate in, adding a few new words to my work in progress, and trying to wrap my brain around new networking things &lt;a href="http://thewriteconversation.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Edie Melson&lt;/a&gt; is teaching us in the &lt;a href="http://www.acfw.com/" target="_blank"&gt;ACFW&lt;/a&gt; online course loop, my brain is zapped.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But that gives me my word for the letter &lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;New.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Here's what's new with me...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;an &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/PattyWysongAuthor" target="_blank"&gt;author page on Facebook&lt;/a&gt; I'd love for you to Like me. ;-) &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;a Facebook plan that lets me use some of the pictures I enjoy snapping.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;an idea for two blog series on here.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/groups/325851797469656/" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook group called Take Flight for those looking for blog post ideas and helps&lt;/a&gt; Come join us! I'm hoping it will grow into a group for both ideas and networking because working together multiplies our efforts! &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;getting my walks in 3 or 4 times a week.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;a new door for Toby so it's easier getting him in and out. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;New friends from Edie's Social Networking class! =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;New leaves and blossoms every day. &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Honeysuckle blossoms about to open.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So tell me, what's new with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Both men were accomplished speakers. Both knew their topic inside-outside-and-upside-down, but only one connected. What was the difference? How much they kept their audience in mind and tailored their message to their audience. &lt;br /&gt;
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If you study the big blogs—the ones with thousands of feed readers and followers, you'll notice something—those bloggers not only know who they're talking to, but they understand their readers. Your audience is a key ingredient in blogging. Knowing who they are and what you can do for them, is crucial. &lt;br /&gt;
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Once you know your target audience, you can seek them out like a heat-seeking missile would. How?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keywords&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Post topics&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Visit similar blogs and comment&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Find Facebook groups that fit and interact&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Frequent forums of like-minded people and get involved&lt;/li&gt;
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Remember the old slogan, “Do not ask what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country”? Well, the same thing holds true in the blogging world. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Decide what your blog can do for others and do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kv4G7aapVTE/T0go8t0q_5I/AAAAAAAAE4A/VOD46Dq4JnM/s1600/Patty%2BWysong-%2BGive%2Bvalue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kv4G7aapVTE/T0go8t0q_5I/AAAAAAAAE4A/VOD46Dq4JnM/s400/Patty%2BWysong-%2BGive%2Bvalue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Take-away value. &lt;/span&gt;Make sure there is take-away value for your readers. A message, a tool, instruction, a chance to laugh, something cool to see or learn, or even just a smile. If there is consistently no take-away value for your readers, they'll quit visiting. Blogging may feel like a one way street, but it's not. Thinking otherwise will cut down the effectiveness of your blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Give your readers what they want.&lt;/span&gt; If your readers expect gourmet, don't serve them goulash. They trust you for the content they're looking for. So does that mean your only choice is a niche blog? Not at all, but if you don't deliver the goods often enough, they'll be less willing to trust you with their time. False advertising on blogs will dramatically drop your readership. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Visual appeal.&lt;/span&gt; Many of us would prefer it if content were king, but it's not always that simple. Yes, killer content is a must, but I've heard of many people who stop frequenting sites because the layout and colors are the equivalent of fingernails raking down a blackboard. Do all you can to make your blog not only reflect your personality and who you are, but also one that is attractive to your specific readers. You want to draw readers in and not repel them before they get to your content.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the world of writing, you often have to give away a lot of work. It's one of those things, though, that if you stick around, the return-on-investment is tremendous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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Most of us know the story of the woman anointing Jesus. It's found in John 12:1-9,  Matthew 26:1-13 and Mark 14:1-9. John's account gives us the most detail, and it's there that we see the woman is Mary, Martha's sister.  Mary, Lazarus' sister. Mary, the woman who chose to worship rather then be distracted than by trying to do more than was necessary. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-th8tGprKzwk/T35XmowMUhI/AAAAAAAAFJw/mGFQe7irFb4/s1600/Forshelovedmuch.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-th8tGprKzwk/T35XmowMUhI/AAAAAAAAFJw/mGFQe7irFb4/s400/Forshelovedmuch.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jesus was eating dinner with his friends at the home of Simon the Leper when a woman, Mary, anointed His head and feet with extremely expensive perfume, and then used her hair to wipe them.  Judas Iscariot declared the act horribly wasteful and said it would've been better to sell the perfume and use the proceeds to help the poor. (Doesn't that sound so good?) Some of the disciples picked up his outcry, but Jesus hushed them and told them to leave her alone.  Mark 14:8 quotes Jesus as saying “She has done what she could;”  The phrase arrested me.  Mary did what she could...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Mary then took a pound of very costly perfume of pure nard, and anointed the feet of Jesus and wiped His feet with her hair; and the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume. ~John 12:3&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I can't help but wonder how long the fragrance lingered in Simon the Leper's home? How many people smelled the perfume on Jesus?  In John 12:9 it says there was a large crowd there to see both Jesus and the resurrected Lazarus--did they smell the perfume?  How could they not if they were anywhere near Jesus?  &lt;br /&gt;
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When Mary poured out her precious perfume on Jesus, she did what she could.  She gave her best to the One she loved most. Mary openly declared her devotion to Jesus, not caring who would know or see. As she poured out her love on Jesus, her gift probably splashed over onto her—physically and I'm sure spiritually, too. Not only would Jesus have carried the scent with Him when He left the house, but Mary would have also. Her life was fragrant with her love for Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;
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According to John's account, this event happened about a week before Jesus was crucified. The perfume Mary used was very pure and of a high quality and I wonder how long the fragrance lingered on Jesus? Could Pilate and Herod smell it, even vaguely, when He stood before them?  Was that scent burned on their memory, haunting them every time they smelled it?  So many memories are associated with smell.  How often were the apostles pulled back to those days leading up to Christ's crucifixion because they smelled the nard that was used for burials?&lt;br /&gt;
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Jesus willingly poured out and gave His life for us on the cross when He died in our place and for our sins. How can we do any less than our best for Him? How can we consider anything too precious to give Him?&lt;br /&gt;
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When we follow Mary's example and do what we can—when we give wholeheartedly to Jesus, our lives are touched and carry the fragrance of being with the Savior. Those times that we give Him the leftovers of our best, the leftovers of our time and efforts, are like a bad odor, a stench even, compared to the precious fragrance of giving our &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; to Him. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Living-by-Grace/208718449189065" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seOLVB0337I/Tnu3zi0lsbI/AAAAAAAAD2U/hSEMpIAkKA4/s400/Hostess%2BButton.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesus gave His life out of love for us. Let's anoint Him with our best and make Him the anointed One of our lives—out of love for Him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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Starting with the Triumphal Entry, we work our way through several scenes of Jesus' life, giving the children's choir a chance to participate--always a favorite part...&lt;br /&gt;
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filling your head&lt;br /&gt;
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Then we come to the cross.&lt;br /&gt;
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Moving.&lt;br /&gt;
Heart rending. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But thank goodness, the account doesn't end there, because Jesus' life did NOT end on the cross.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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These blackberry brambles are springing to life. Their little leaves call me to pause and remember the Creator and thank Him for small starts. Young beauty.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So tell me, do you have a small start you can praise God for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Welcome to this week's a 2 z: Take 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;and the letter &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A few weeks ago I&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/03/introducing-my-baby.html" target="_blank"&gt; introduced you to &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;onkey, Toby&lt;/a&gt;. Today he &lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;akes his debut on YouTube. Unfortunately I'm a novice YouTuber and didn't realize that when I rotated &lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;y camera the "&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;ovie frame" wouldn't follow suit. LoL. What can say? This is video and YouTube stuff is all new to &lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;e. &lt;br /&gt;
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Well that's Toby, in action with &lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;arshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So tell me, have you ever been around a &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;onkey? Was it like you expected?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I'd love to hear from you!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35674839-6947659000710198943?l=www.pattywysong.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Patterings/~4/H4dfq8vHvqE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.pattywysong.com/feeds/6947659000710198943/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35674839&amp;postID=6947659000710198943&amp;isPopup=true" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35674839/posts/default/6947659000710198943?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35674839/posts/default/6947659000710198943?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Patterings/~3/H4dfq8vHvqE/monkey-movie.html" title="Monkey Movie!" /><author><name>Patty Wysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01689649950598288481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4oOKNyYzKJs/S3CF5eOWUjI/AAAAAAAACCM/kQf4-vCTQC8/S220/Patty+Wysong+profile+pic.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BUG3Q-rl_Tc/TvvnmbcKs4I/AAAAAAAAEg8/ykTr5RuivPc/s72-c/Take%2B2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>13</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.pattywysong.com/2012/04/monkey-movie.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYEQXg8eCp7ImA9WhVQE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35674839.post-6282546863643911066</id><published>2012-04-02T00:05:00.044-05:00</published><updated>2012-04-02T00:05:00.670-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-02T00:05:00.670-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blog at Work for You" /><title>Know Who You Are</title><content type="html">The thousand dollar question is often: “What am I going to blog about?” and that's a great question.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00YsRK9ReB0/Tz1s7GjWNJI/AAAAAAAAEyE/HpHYlTWyBP8/s1600/Blog%2Bat%2BWork%2B4u.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00YsRK9ReB0/Tz1s7GjWNJI/AAAAAAAAEyE/HpHYlTWyBP8/s320/Blog%2Bat%2BWork%2B4u.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last week we talked about knowing the purpose of your blog rather than having a niche blog—its something that has helped many of us. Even if you know the purpose, knowing what to blog about can be daunting. Here's an idea to help get some post ideas...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brainstorm.&lt;/span&gt; Take ten minutes and write down every single idea that comes to mind. Do not toss any ideas out, no matter how far-fetched or stupid they sound.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Study the list and look for threads that tie your ideas together. Are there a few main themes?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Are there ideas you could expand on, maybe turn into several posts and not just one?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Keep your list and use it. &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vQBogIoSRI/T3eBLegTq5I/AAAAAAAAFG8/fMjbScHETO0/s1600/thongs%2Bby%2BFrenchByte%2Bsm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vQBogIoSRI/T3eBLegTq5I/AAAAAAAAFG8/fMjbScHETO0/s400/thongs%2Bby%2BFrenchByte%2Bsm.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Blogging is not just  what to write about, it's a matter of who you are to your readers. No, I don't mean you have to rank with the stars at all. I'm talking about how you present yourself to your readers. Are you a cool-voiced, professional one week and a down-home country girl the girl the next? If you're just starting out, trying on voices, that might work until you settle into your stride, but once you find that, go with it. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R8NaGgBm204/T3eBmEUlilI/AAAAAAAAFHI/YLZQb7NPBRU/s1600/blue%2Bshoes%2Bby%2Bjohnnyberg%2Bsm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R8NaGgBm204/T3eBmEUlilI/AAAAAAAAFHI/YLZQb7NPBRU/s400/blue%2Bshoes%2Bby%2Bjohnnyberg%2Bsm.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Want an example? Jeannie Campbell is a therapist and her blog, &lt;a href="http://charactertherapist.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Character Therapist&lt;/a&gt;, is consistent with who she is. She stays in character because it's her. Sure, she may post on personal things occasionally, but she maintains her professionalism in her posts. In contrast, I'm just an ordinary country girl and often use non-words like 'yanno' and 'hafta' because... well, lemme tell ya, they're me. I don't have a professional voice or professional post topics and if I were to try it, my readers might double check the url to see if they were in the wrong place. Both Jeannie and I know who we are and we stay consistent—in fact, our brands mirror who we are. Jeannie's brand: “The character therapist.” Mine: “Finding the extraordinary God in our ordinary lives.”  Consistency pays off.&lt;br /&gt;
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Knowing who you are will help define what you post about and it will dictate your angle on topics. You may write about many of the same things as others, but it's your angle and voice that makes it unique. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Another key to making your blog work for you is to get it in front of as many people as you can, reasonably, &lt;/span&gt;without being a streaming advertisement for your site and without doing constant self-promotion. How can you do this?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Link your blog to Facebook via &lt;a href="http://networkedblogs.com/blog/patterings/?ahash=2248a670a63b2cb2d70c562df1adccfe" target="_blank"&gt;Networked Blogs and have the feed post automatically&lt;/a&gt;. Facebook taps into readers you probably wouldn't have otherwise.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Comment on other blogs. Yes, this takes time and time is at a premium, but if you just leave 5 comments a day, it adds up. (When you do, remember their comment section is not your advertising grounds.)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Use keywords that people might use in a search engine.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pattywysong.com/2011/11/how-to-best-use-blog-labels.html" target="_blank"&gt;Use the post labels wisely, for topics, not for key words.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Patterings" target="_blank"&gt;Offer rss&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.feedblitz.com/f/?Sub=400399" target="_blank"&gt;email subscriptions&lt;/a&gt; so people can follow you in a way that work for them to find their way back.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Invite them to comment and encourage their responses.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Interact with commenters. The comments section can take on a life of its own. Want an example? &lt;a href="http://seekerville.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Seekerville&lt;/a&gt;. The comments there are like a 24/7 party and through it all, they're tossing out nuggets of help, encouragement, and things they've learned over the years.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Get yourself out there so people can see you and let your blog work for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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