<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="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" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 25 Oct 2024 01:42:08 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>POTD</category><category>life</category><category>pictures</category><category>daily quote</category><category>funny</category><category>misc.</category><category>family</category><category>friends</category><category>random</category><category>travel</category><category>motivation</category><category>God</category><category>resolutions</category><category>holiday</category><category>memories</category><category>dating</category><category>entertainment</category><category>dogs</category><category>article</category><category>feelings</category><category>project</category><category>work</category><category>ipicture</category><category>ten on tuesday</category><category>house</category><category>movie review</category><category>diet</category><category>plinky</category><category>personal</category><category>tips</category><category>photography</category><category>love</category><category>wedding</category><category>question</category><category>party</category><category>techology</category><category>wine tasting</category><category>food</category><category>what the?</category><category>catering</category><category>tagged</category><category>workout</category><category>about me</category><category>answers</category><category>fair</category><category>favorite things</category><category>political</category><category>prayer</category><category>quiz</category><category>singledom</category><category>survey</category><category>can I have it?</category><category>college</category><category>craftiness</category><category>thoughts</category><category>video</category><category>website</category><category>101 in 1001</category><category>babies</category><category>day in the life</category><category>giveaway</category><category>health/beauty</category><category>link</category><category>purchases</category><category>blogs</category><category>photoshop</category><category>polling place</category><title>Practicing Patience</title><description>Where the fruit of the spirit is attempted.  Where the extremely impatient try to do the opposite.  Where waiting for God is practiced.&#xa;&#xa;&quot;Being content with today is not inconsistent with wanting the future to be quite different.&quot;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1441</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-7075486501865265644</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2010 05:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-29T21:39:36.608-08:00</atom:updated><title>Reminder</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;For those of you that may still be stopping by here, I&#39;d like to remind you (or let you know for a first time) that I&#39;m no longer posting to this blog.&amp;nbsp; You can find and follow me at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 319px;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/success.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/06/motivation-monday-success.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-2961424480928833691</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2010 20:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-02T13:25:27.090-07:00</atom:updated><title>I&#39;m moving!</title><description>I wish I could tell you I bought a house and was &lt;em&gt;physically&lt;/em&gt; moving.&amp;nbsp; But I haven&#39;t yet.&amp;nbsp; But I am moving...sites...&amp;nbsp; So get ready to change your bookmark from here to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.courtney-ann.com/&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.courtney-ann.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;WWW.COURTNEY-ANN.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ve had this domain for about 2 months, then about a month ago I made the move to find a template, host, blah blah blah techy stuff, and I&#39;ve been working like mad (pending working internet) to get it up and running.&lt;br /&gt;
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Basically, what&#39;s going on is this, I have multiple blogs going on and it&#39;s time to combine a couple in a more professional (for photography) and fun (personal) single site.&amp;nbsp; Content of both sites will be the same, just in one location.&amp;nbsp; And as I get more and more photo sessions those will go up too.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *All comments and suggestions are welcome.&amp;nbsp; The site is not complete, but it works.&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;**All past blogs have been transferred.&amp;nbsp; Links may be wonky though.&amp;nbsp; And pictures may be missing.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t know why that happened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; ***&lt;em&gt;I&#39;m now available for hire.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;****&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://apinch-adash-andasplash.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Pinch, A Dash, And A Splash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; will continue to stay where it is.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-moving.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-6276099558530721884</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2010 18:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-02T11:46:01.292-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">day in the life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><title>Surprise 30th</title><description>My best friend Rylen, well, she&#39;s a wise one.&amp;nbsp; And she&#39;s a thorough planner.&amp;nbsp; I mean like, &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; thorough.&amp;nbsp; She knows how to cross every t and dot every i.&amp;nbsp; And boy did she have me fooled.&amp;nbsp; Here I was, mopping around because I was turning 30 and I didn&#39;t want to and my only plan was to spend the evening with my bff at a nice restaurant in Turlock.&amp;nbsp; And I was cool with that.&amp;nbsp; Maybe a little bummed that I wouldn&#39;t be doing anything with my family or friends, but I was totally ok with chillin&#39; with Neen for the evening while enjoying good food and a fancy drink, or 4.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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But oh no, that&#39;s not what she had planned for the evening.&amp;nbsp; Not at all.&amp;nbsp; You see, Rylen had sneakily (yes, that&#39;s totally a word) been planning a surprise party for me since March.&amp;nbsp; March people!&amp;nbsp; That&#39;s 2 months!&amp;nbsp; I must admit, I was suspicious a couple of times, but I didn&#39;t want to invest too much daydreaming and wishing to end up being disappointed.&amp;nbsp; &#39;Cause that&#39;s what I do in my noggin, and it&#39;s bad news bears when expectations aren&#39;t met by reality.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;*Please note, I didn&#39;t hold my camera once during my party.&amp;nbsp; What I did hold at all times, filled by Rylen regularly, was a glass of delicious, homemade sangria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Upon arrival, I admit it, I cried.&amp;nbsp; Tears welled up in my eyes and they spilled out.&amp;nbsp; I tried to contain it, but I&#39;m a girl and that just isn&#39;t easy.&amp;nbsp; I love that people came from all over.&amp;nbsp; Bottom right corner = my college roomie and her hubby, they drove up from Fresno.&amp;nbsp; And the adorable little one in the bottom left corner, she came all the way from Korea.&amp;nbsp; My good friends adopted her and had only had her in their possession for a couple weeks.&amp;nbsp; So yes, it totally counts that she came all the way from Korea.&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4664067922_8da823395e_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; gu=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;427&quot; src=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4664067922_8da823395e_b.jpg&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
If you notice, everyone was wearing black and/or white. I wasn&#39;t. I didn&#39;t get the memo. Kaitlin tried to dress me in a HOT pink cute top, but then the zipper on my nice jeans busted, so I went with plan b.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4038/4663447609_c58481b1be_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; gu=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;436&quot; src=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4038/4663447609_c58481b1be_b.jpg&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gotta love sibling pictures.&amp;nbsp; And people pictures.&amp;nbsp; And friends.&amp;nbsp; Lots and lots of friends.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4663447909_54fb088079_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; gu=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;428&quot; src=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4663447909_54fb088079_b.jpg&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And bestie pictures.&amp;nbsp; And more random people pictures.&amp;nbsp; And nice sibling picture followed by sister picture.&amp;nbsp; And the bocce ball was christen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4031/4663448301_f7714a81c5_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; gu=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4031/4663448301_f7714a81c5_b.jpg&quot; width=&quot;442&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Good times.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&amp;nbsp; Words cannot express my gratitude towards all the planning, scheming, and lying that people went through to pull this off.&amp;nbsp; YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;
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Rylen, pay back is coming your way!&amp;nbsp; And now I owe you dinner at the Bistro!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;To all you peeps that had your cameras present, please send me the link to where you&#39;ve uploaded them.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; :)</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/06/surprise-30th.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4664067922_8da823395e_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-5372745021950990952</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 22:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-01T15:52:07.908-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">day in the life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><title>Easter</title><description>We&#39;re not keeping track of time right?&amp;nbsp; No one realizes that Easter was about 2 months ago.&amp;nbsp; So it&#39;s ok that I&#39;m just now going to post about my Easter weekend/Sunday?&amp;nbsp; Yes it is, thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saturday, per our family tradition, we dyed eggs.&amp;nbsp; That&#39;s right folks, no plastic candy filled eggs in the Montague household.&amp;nbsp; We only use use the read deal.&amp;nbsp; So then we can make egg salad after hunting the eggs.&amp;nbsp; Yep, you heard right again, we still hunt eggs.&amp;nbsp; At (then) 29 to 22 years of age, we hunt eggs.&amp;nbsp; I honestly think mom has just as much fun hiding them every year.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4010/4655204182_faebb7e5da_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; gu=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4010/4655204182_faebb7e5da_b.jpg&quot; width=&quot;379&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Paige and her beau Coleman.&amp;nbsp; The Easter bush, as we call it because it always is in bloom during the week of Easter.&amp;nbsp; And my little doghter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4059/4655797182_e0c61ed191_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; gu=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4059/4655797182_e0c61ed191_b.jpg&quot; width=&quot;350&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mom and Dad playing handbells at church.&amp;nbsp; Dad also played the trombone, but people were blocking him and I couldn&#39;t get a good picture.&amp;nbsp; Back in high school, I played handbells at church too.&amp;nbsp; Good times!&amp;nbsp; Oh, and there&#39;s me, partaking in the egg salad goodness...&amp;nbsp; I only really have egg salad sandwiches once a year, so you better believe I take advantage.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4016/4655797568_d483ec0d4b_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; gu=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4016/4655797568_d483ec0d4b_b.jpg&quot; width=&quot;451&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;And that was Easter.&amp;nbsp; I didn&#39;t get all that many pictures, but what I did get will definitely keep the memories alive.&amp;nbsp; Egg dying - always&amp;nbsp;a hoot to see what mess my brother will make (like the above picture).&amp;nbsp; Church - always a good thing for obvious reasons.&amp;nbsp; Hunting eggs - who doesn&#39;t like a friendly game of who can find the most eggs?&amp;nbsp; And of course spending time with family and loved ones.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Hope you all had a great Easter too.&amp;nbsp; 2 months ago...&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;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;*I&#39;m going in order from my list of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/want-another-excuse.html&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;stuff I need to catch you up on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Please bear with me.&amp;nbsp; I spent a lot of time over the 3 day weekend getting pictures edited and ready to be blogged about.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m organized now.&amp;nbsp; I have a list to prove it.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I&#39;ll go in order according to my list...&amp;nbsp; Either way, watch out, here come the blogs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/06/easter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4010/4655204182_faebb7e5da_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-7290311166622795808</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 May 2010 23:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-31T16:32:00.543-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><title>Motivation Monday - Stupidity</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/stupidity.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 430px;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/stupidity.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/motivation-monday-stupidity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-3408846027483187243</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 May 2010 22:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-28T15:27:31.380-07:00</atom:updated><title>Stacked Thank Yous</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;Remeber when I said that I have a bunch of &lt;a href=&quot;http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/randoms.html&quot;&gt;thank you cards stock piled&lt;/a&gt;? Yea, well, I found a way to use them up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s called.&amp;nbsp; Thank-everyone-for-coming-to-your-birthday-party-with-or-without-a-present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4028/4646313795_26b6735a62_o.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; gu=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4028/4646313795_26b6735a62_o.jpg&quot; width=&quot;428&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/stacked-thank-yous.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-3218496721374669557</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 May 2010 03:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-27T20:31:53.371-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><title>Ten on Tuesday - Thursday Edition</title><description>I&#39;m late.&amp;nbsp; Again.&amp;nbsp; So sue me.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m busy.&amp;nbsp; And my internet sucks.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s not sucking right now.&amp;nbsp; Kinda.&amp;nbsp; Speaking of internet, who do y&#39;all use for service?&amp;nbsp; Do you bundle it with your TV and/or phone?&amp;nbsp; I need to change who I go through to someone that works.&amp;nbsp; Help!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your favorite piece of furniture in your house?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;Ummmmm...my bed... It&#39;s so comfy.&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;If it was raining so hard on a Saturday that you couldn’t leave your house, what would you spend the day doing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;Yep.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;d love it.&amp;nbsp; Sleep in for shizel.&amp;nbsp; Watch movies.&amp;nbsp; Putz on the &#39;net.&amp;nbsp; Read a book from my stack of books to read.&amp;nbsp; Bake/make something in the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; And if I got bored enough I&#39;d clean.&amp;nbsp; But only if I was super bored.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;What was your favorite candy as a child?&lt;/b&gt;For some reason I loved Abba Zabbas.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t know why.&amp;nbsp; They were always so heard to chew/gnaw on, but the peanut butter center was so worth it.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and big chew bubble gum.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t remember being a chocoholic when I was younger, but I sure am now! &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did you get an allowance? What was it based on? What did you do with it?&lt;/b&gt;Nope.&amp;nbsp; I did not get an allowance.&amp;nbsp; Chores were expected to be done and my parents didn&#39;t believe in rewarding for something that had to be done.&amp;nbsp; Plus, I&#39;ve been working since I was like, 7, so I&#39;ve been getting a paycheck since then.&amp;nbsp; Granted, it was only like $5 at the beginning, but still.&amp;nbsp; That&#39;s what happens when your family owns a business.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have a favorite Etsy store?&lt;/b&gt;I have a lot of favorite Etsy stores.&amp;nbsp; I &quot;favorite&quot; a lot of items and sellers.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I favorite to come back and order something later.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it looks like something I can totally make, so I favorite it to save the idea.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you prefer time with family or time with friends?&lt;/b&gt;Yes.&amp;nbsp; Haha.&amp;nbsp; I prefer time with both, separately or together.&amp;nbsp; Whatevs.&amp;nbsp; I like having people around.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Looney&amp;nbsp;Tunes, Tiny Toons, or Animaniacs?&lt;/b&gt;Tiny Toons!&amp;nbsp; I have something for things in miniture, and they were miniture Looney Tunes, just much &lt;i&gt;much &lt;/i&gt;cuter.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best daytime talk show: Oprah, Ellen, The Doctors, Tyra (ha!), Dr. Oz, or Dr. Phil?&lt;/b&gt;What&#39;s a daytime talk show?&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t get to watch any of them...darn work...&amp;nbsp; But &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; I could watch one of them it would either be Oprah (duh! she&#39;s gives out cool stuff!) or Dr. Phil (cause he&#39;s straight forward and real).&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you rather have the power of invisibility or the ability to fly?&lt;/b&gt;Fly.&amp;nbsp; I could get from here to there &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; much quicker.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name 1 thing you love about being an adult.&lt;/b&gt;Making my own decisions.&amp;nbsp; I guess.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;Your turn! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rootsandrings.com/&quot;&gt;www.rootsandrings.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten-on-tuesday-thursday-edition.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-20311584293080108</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 May 2010 23:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-24T16:31:00.495-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><title>Motivation Monday - Sanity</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/sanity.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 314px;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/sanity.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/motivation-monday-sanity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-8293372844415965812</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2010 07:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-20T00:52:48.139-07:00</atom:updated><title>Want another excuse?</title><description>Here I am.&amp;nbsp; Behind in blogging.&amp;nbsp; I blame my lack of consistent internet.&amp;nbsp; And how can one research internet providers when one is using &quot;borrowed&quot; internet?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So here&#39;s a run down of what I have to share:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easter - better late than never...?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Twins dedication&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My new blogsite that I&#39;ve been working on&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Jordyn&#39;s senior pictures&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My birthday&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Madera Wine Trail&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Bocce Ball court&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I need to update 101 in 1,001...&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;How to capitalize your birthday with retail store (darn right!)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;My running/roller blading/exercise schedule (so you can help hold me accountable)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;And after this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paige&#39;s graduation&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Tamara&#39;s wedding&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;visiting Mark and Melissa and kiddos&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;Ok.&amp;nbsp; I think that&#39;s it for now.&amp;nbsp; And I think that&#39;s plenty. But it will have to wait until later Friday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Because tomorrow straight from work I&#39;m driving to Fresno to stay the night with Mark and Melissa, then Friday Paige graduates, then Saturday is Tamara&#39;s wedding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m tired already.</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/want-another-excuse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-887702839891254519</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2010 22:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-18T15:16:34.769-07:00</atom:updated><title>Ten on Tuesday</title><description>Look at me!&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s Tuesday!&amp;nbsp; And I&#39;m doing Ten on Tuesday!&amp;nbsp; Wowee!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Join the fun!&amp;nbsp; Visit &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rootsandrings.com/&quot;&gt;Cheslea&lt;/a&gt; for the questions and more fun answers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If your name was a verb, what would “to Courtney” mean? (Insert your own name though…)&lt;/strong&gt;Now that&#39;s just a silly question!&amp;nbsp; And my brain is fried to the point that I can&#39;t think of anything creative.&amp;nbsp; :(&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What myth have you always wanted to prove or bust?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ummmm...&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you had the ability to get a message out to the entire world, what would you say?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
Jesus loves YOU!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know you’ve answered a similar question before, but it’s been awhile. Please name your current top 10 blogs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My google reader is FULL!&amp;nbsp; Like I follow WAY too many blogs.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&amp;nbsp; Pioneer Woman would be #1, there everything else is #2.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have a junk drawer?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
Do I have a junk drawer?&amp;nbsp; Of course I do.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I need to clean out the junk drawer, to allow room for more...junk...and stuff.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottled water or tap?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
Filtered tap.&amp;nbsp; If it&#39;s gonna be bottled water it has &lt;em&gt;got&lt;/em&gt; to be a mountain spring water kind.&amp;nbsp; None of that filtered in LA crap (like Dasani or Aquafina) blah!&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t drink that stuff!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a kid, did you have a favorite Biblical story?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I can&#39;t remember.&amp;nbsp; I know a lot of the fabric sticky board stories were all about Jesus&#39; life, I liked those.&amp;nbsp; Still do, just the big kid versions.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; wish Veggie Tales were around back then.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite black and white movie? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Miracle on 34th Street.&amp;nbsp; Wasn&#39;t that in black &amp;amp; white?&amp;nbsp; Pretty sure I remember seeing it in black and white...&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aside from your engagement/wedding rings, what is your favorite piece of jewelry that you own? Does it have a story behind it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t wear a lot of jewelry.&amp;nbsp; I wear a pair of diamond earrings (from an ex), because duh they&#39;re diamonds!&amp;nbsp; And I wear a white gold diamond ring on my right hand that I bought myself.&amp;nbsp; That&#39;s about it.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I&#39;ll put on a necklace, but not very often.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What sports/activities do you hope your kids will be involved in? (Answer for both a boy and a girl)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
Whatever they are interested in playing or have an ability in.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ll definitely encourage her/him to sign up for/try out for sports, but I&#39;m not going to be one of those &quot;sports are life!&quot; kind of parents.&amp;nbsp; School and homework will always take priority.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten-on-tuesday_18.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-5028202094812061261</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 23:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-17T16:29:00.355-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><title>Motivation Monday - Romance</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/romance.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 430px;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/romance.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/motivation-monday-romance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-4349487857389599768</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 May 2010 18:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-14T14:14:52.258-07:00</atom:updated><title>Randoms...</title><description>&lt;ul style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a thing with Thank You cards.&amp;nbsp; No, I don&#39;t buy every pretty pack I see, but every year around Christmas time I buy a new set of 20.&amp;nbsp; Then I only use about 10.&amp;nbsp; Then I have 10 left over.&amp;nbsp; Then at Christmas time I buy a new set of 20.&amp;nbsp; Only use about 8.&amp;nbsp; 12 left over.&amp;nbsp; 12+10=22.&amp;nbsp; Do that math over a couple years and I&#39;ve got a collection of Thank You cards.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I should just start randomly sending out Thank Yous.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Thanks for washing my car automatic Chevron car wash&quot;.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Thank you for comment on Facebook friend&quot;.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Thanks for watching my dog all day Mom&quot;.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I want a pair of boots.&amp;nbsp; Not like boots with the fur (or apple bottom jeans for that matter), or boots with a heel that zips up to thigh.&amp;nbsp; I want good, comfy cowboy boots.&amp;nbsp; Something that doesn&#39;t scream &quot;I belong on a farm&quot; though.&amp;nbsp; I haven&#39;t had a pair of boots since my 4-H days.&amp;nbsp; Red Justin lace ups...&amp;nbsp; Red because they stood out while showing, flashy to catch the judge&#39;s eye.&amp;nbsp; I tried to wear those things until the cut the circulation off my pinky toes.&amp;nbsp; RIP red boots...&amp;nbsp; Now to find a new pair...&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I need a new camera.&amp;nbsp; Ok, maybe my need is clouded and fogged up by my want.&amp;nbsp; But here&#39;s my logic (remember, I can talk myself into or out of anything based on logic, I&#39;m a pro-logicologist&amp;nbsp;- yes, I just made that word up):&amp;nbsp; My current little Nikon D60 is a good little camera, a prosumer camera is what they call it.&amp;nbsp; But I&#39;m not a prosumer anymore, I&#39;m moving into the pro category.&amp;nbsp; Plus, it has a few dead pixels which are &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; obvious in poor lighting conditions.&amp;nbsp; Plus, the few lenses I have to go with it, well, for some particular Nikon reason, they don&#39;t auto focus with my camera body.&amp;nbsp; Therefore, with my poor contacts needed vision, 7 times out of 10 they are out of focus...fuzzy, and not in the cool artsy way.&amp;nbsp; I have 2 reasons that are holding me back from upgrading to what I want...the D700...1) Price.&amp;nbsp; Remember the Riley fiasco in February?&amp;nbsp; Ya, there went my camera (and saving for a house) money.&amp;nbsp; 2) The days of automatic exposure will be over.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ll have to manually set ISO, aperature, and/or shutter speed.&amp;nbsp; Which I need to learn to do anyways, &#39;cause all the cool kids are doing it.&amp;nbsp; Ok, so we&#39;ll say it&#39;s really only 1 1/2 things holding me back.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I&#39;ll just order myself a birthday present sometime this week...&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Is it sad that I&#39;m more excited about Sex In The City 2 than I am my own birthday?&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s true.&amp;nbsp; My birthday just never seems to be a big deal.&amp;nbsp; I could tell you stories, but I won&#39;t, I&#39;m trying to move past them.&amp;nbsp; And I just don&#39;t want a birthday this year.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t want to turn a year older.&amp;nbsp; Kaitlin says I&#39;m going throug a midlife crisis.&amp;nbsp; I agree.&amp;nbsp; Turning 30 &lt;em&gt;is depressing &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&amp;nbsp; You have no &lt;em&gt;idea &lt;/em&gt;how bad it&#39;s depressing me.&amp;nbsp; But I love me some Carrie, Charlotte, Miranda, and Samantha!&amp;nbsp; And cosmopolitans!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;So far today I have:&amp;nbsp; Found the bottom of my work email (personal email is &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; story).&amp;nbsp; Found the bottom of my google reader.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Just in time for it to start filling up again...&amp;nbsp; But I&#39;m finally feeling a little less overwhelmed.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;And since every post is better with a picture...&amp;nbsp; Yes, I was bored one day.&amp;nbsp; I was playing with my camera.&amp;nbsp; And I had faux fruit loops.&amp;nbsp; If you count them, there are 30.&amp;nbsp; Because that&#39;s how old I am today.&amp;nbsp; Today I am 30 fruit loops old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3612/4554881500_bb29742721_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;427&quot; src=&quot;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3612/4554881500_bb29742721_b.jpg&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; wt=&quot;true&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/randoms.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3612/4554881500_bb29742721_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-4300197819371077270</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 May 2010 20:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-13T13:47:18.513-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pictures</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><title>Monterey Day</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Son of a gun.&amp;nbsp; This was supposed to post like&lt;/em&gt; two weeks &lt;em&gt;ago!&amp;nbsp; Here it is, much later than what it originally should have been.&amp;nbsp; Oops.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;If you maybe follow my &lt;a href=&quot;http://courtneyannphotography.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;photography blog&lt;/a&gt; (soon this one and that one will be combined), then you know that the weekend before Easter I went to Monterey and Carmel to take senior pictures for a friend of the family.&amp;nbsp; We had a fun time.&amp;nbsp; But while I was taking &lt;a href=&quot;http://courtneyannphotography.blogspot.com/2010/04/katys-senior-pictures.html&quot;&gt;Katy&#39;s pictures&lt;/a&gt;, I was also snapping some of what was going on around me.&amp;nbsp; Hope you enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2695/4532993465_52a1cd4835_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2695/4532993465_52a1cd4835_b.jpg&quot; tt=&quot;true&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2695/4532997777_e0a28ac4c6_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2695/4532997777_e0a28ac4c6_b.jpg&quot; tt=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;478&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2734/4533635752_eec9d31dea_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2734/4533635752_eec9d31dea_b.jpg&quot; tt=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;476&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4533030203_028e600147_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;283&quot; src=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4533030203_028e600147_b.jpg&quot; tt=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2714/4533667358_b9f27e5095_b.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;284&quot; src=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2714/4533667358_b9f27e5095_b.jpg&quot; tt=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;The end.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/04/monterey-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2695/4532993465_52a1cd4835_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-8809137863188322038</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 May 2010 20:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-13T13:14:28.314-07:00</atom:updated><title>Ten on Tuesday</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;&quot;&gt;Once again, I&#39;m &lt;strike&gt;a&lt;/strike&gt; two days late.&amp;nbsp; And yep, I&#39;m a dollar short too.&amp;nbsp; I almost decided to &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; do TonT this week, because I read one of the questions and it had to do with &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; wedding.&amp;nbsp; I haven&#39;t had a &lt;em&gt;your wedding&lt;/em&gt;, so I was just gonna skip the whole thing.&amp;nbsp; Then today I actually read the rest of the questions and they weren&#39;t all about &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; wedding like I thought they were.&amp;nbsp; So here I am.&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s &lt;strike&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strike&gt; Thursday.&amp;nbsp; (&lt;em&gt;This was Wednesday&#39;s note, but today is now Thursday:&lt;/em&gt; I&#39;m practically falling asleep at my desk, though not from boredom or nothing to do, I&#39;m just downright exhausted.&amp;nbsp; 1 cup of coffee and a mini bag of popped almost &lt;strike&gt;burnt&lt;/strike&gt; popcorn later I&#39;m good to go...kinda.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was your high school superlative (if you didn’t have one- what would it have been)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I didn&#39;t have one.&amp;nbsp; And I honestly have no idea what it would have been.&amp;nbsp; High school buddies, help me out, what would you have voted me as?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What sports did you play in high school?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Softball freshman year - horrible coach.&amp;nbsp; Cross Country sophmore year - realized I don&#39;t like running.&amp;nbsp; Track sophomore year - did it because of a boy, bad idea.&amp;nbsp; So concludes the end of my high school sporting.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the best part about your wedding (if you’re not married yet, what are you looking forward to)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
N/A - I look forward to the &lt;em&gt;opportunity&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; get married.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s your last meal– what Appetizer, Soup, Salad, Entree and Dessert would you choose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I love food.&amp;nbsp; It doesn&#39;t have to be fancy.&amp;nbsp; Nothing in particular is coming to mind.&amp;nbsp; Just feed me, or don&#39;t, it&#39;s my last meal so it&#39;s not like I&#39;m going to starve to death.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song is your guilty pleasure?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah.&amp;nbsp; I honestly change my favorite song as often as I change my underwear.&amp;nbsp; I like just about all music too.&amp;nbsp; So, pull a random song out of a hat.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite professional sports team, and why do you like them?&lt;/strong&gt;SF Niners and SF Giants.&amp;nbsp; Although, I&#39;m not a die-hard-gotta-go-to-as-many-games-as-you-can-in-a-season-wear-jerseys-and-paint-your-face kinda fan.&amp;nbsp; They&#39;re my teams, I root for them.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite reality show and why do you like it?&lt;/strong&gt;Amazing Race all the way!&amp;nbsp; The Cowboys &lt;em&gt;totally&lt;/em&gt; should have won!&amp;nbsp; I &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;want to be a contestant on that show.&amp;nbsp; I love it because of the traveling, and the experiences they get.&amp;nbsp; And it just looks down-right fun, and challenging.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That&#39;s really about the only reality show I watch.&amp;nbsp; Oh, besides The Hills, &#39;cause I gotta get my drama from someone else&#39;s lives.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How would you classify your home decorating style (modern, classic, french country)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Comfy, warm, welcoming.&amp;nbsp; Not modern, not classic, but also not traditional.&amp;nbsp; When I buy a house/move I want to go with more of a rustic chic look.&amp;nbsp; Dunno how I&#39;m gonna pull it off yet though.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pizza- deep dish or thin crust? White sauce or red sauce? What toppings?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
Chicago deep dish style.&amp;nbsp; Red sauce.&amp;nbsp; Sausage for sure, don&#39;t know what else, more meat maybe.&amp;nbsp; Or normal crust, red sauce, canadian bacon and pineapple.&amp;nbsp; Or normal crust, white sauce with chicken, garlic, bell pepper, artichoke hearts.&amp;nbsp; Want the recipe for the simplest (and healthy in my opinion) pizza to make and is so yummy?&amp;nbsp; Go here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://apinch-adash-andasplash.blogspot.com/2009/07/boboli-pizza.html&quot;&gt;Boboli Pizza&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite weekend getaway within a two hour driving radius?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Monterey/Carmel. &#39;Nuff said. 3 hour driving radius? The ranch near SLO.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Xc51kDQslrSDKYfcMk8FEJLcSW5U9rYuM2qQUrUZBNppkd8PIVTBj6MTwoPDVirG3mpFrEptnalYMVJekwcs7EHJM3QemAQ49AXp0_qmYIOPrRW24S3Azc3nitDffYU4YuLLrWePMvAC/s1600/rr_adgraphic1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Xc51kDQslrSDKYfcMk8FEJLcSW5U9rYuM2qQUrUZBNppkd8PIVTBj6MTwoPDVirG3mpFrEptnalYMVJekwcs7EHJM3QemAQ49AXp0_qmYIOPrRW24S3Azc3nitDffYU4YuLLrWePMvAC/s1600/rr_adgraphic1.jpg&quot; wt=&quot;true&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten-on-tuesday_13.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Xc51kDQslrSDKYfcMk8FEJLcSW5U9rYuM2qQUrUZBNppkd8PIVTBj6MTwoPDVirG3mpFrEptnalYMVJekwcs7EHJM3QemAQ49AXp0_qmYIOPrRW24S3Azc3nitDffYU4YuLLrWePMvAC/s72-c/rr_adgraphic1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-3396419810016991215</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2010 23:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-10T16:27:00.649-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><title>Motivation Monday - Propaganda</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/propaganda.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 319px;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/propaganda.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/motivation-monday-propaganda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-8864250545565525068</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 May 2010 04:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-06T21:12:53.658-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>Swamped</title><description>Have you ever had the feeling that you&#39;re sinking and sinking fast?&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m busy at work.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m busy, maybe even busier, at home.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;ve got big things to come in the near future, but first I have a couple deadlines to meet.&amp;nbsp; And it doesn&#39;t look like time will be freeing up for awhile...&amp;nbsp; *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I&#39;m here.&amp;nbsp; Just trying to keep my head above water.&amp;nbsp;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/swamped.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-6682560003653003661</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 May 2010 23:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-05T16:31:19.684-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ten on tuesday</category><title>Ten on Tuesday</title><description>Yep, it&#39;s another Wednesday edition.&amp;nbsp; Although, I keep thinking today is Thursday... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you prefer markers, crayons, or colored pencils?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For coloring, crayons.&amp;nbsp; For writing, markers - extra fine point sharpies - I just don&#39;t like how it bleeds through the paper.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a child, how did your parents celebrate your birthday? (Parties, cake, you pick the dinner, etc.)&lt;/strong&gt;Mom would make my favorite dinner.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;d eat off the &quot;you are special&quot; plate.&amp;nbsp; Parties happened up until I turned, like, 13 or so.&amp;nbsp; Cake &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;happens.&amp;nbsp; Mom still makes my favorite meal (our we go out).&amp;nbsp; And I&#39;m thinkin&#39; this year deserves a party.&amp;nbsp; Shoot!&amp;nbsp; I better get planning!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you feel about leggings?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I feel like I jiggle too much when I attempt to wear them.&amp;nbsp; And yes, when wearing leggings, your top &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; cover your dairyaire.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you prefer to follow directions? With a map? Words?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Maps, verbal, landmarks, based on address, handwritten, etc.&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m really good with directions.&amp;nbsp; Honest.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you eat for snack?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Apple, yogurt, granola bar, chocolate, water (ok, so you don&#39;t actually &lt;em&gt;eat&lt;/em&gt; that), candy, etc.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever ordered anything from an infomercial or bought any As Seen on TV products?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Remeber Nads?&amp;nbsp; The safe at home waxing stuff?&amp;nbsp; The creator/founder/advertiser was an Austrialian mom?&amp;nbsp; Ya, I ordered that.&amp;nbsp; Tried it.&amp;nbsp; Then returned it.&amp;nbsp; Now I&#39;m a bit leery about ordering stuff from infomercials.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What’s your favorite thing about summer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
My favorite thing used to be the break from school.&amp;nbsp; But that doesn&#39;t happen in the real world, unless you&#39;re a teacher.&amp;nbsp; Now...I love the fact that it stays light so late.&amp;nbsp; BBQing.&amp;nbsp; Cold, slushy gin &amp;amp; tonics.&amp;nbsp; All the fruit and veggies in season.&amp;nbsp; Who am I kidding, I just like the fruit!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have a tattoo? What and where is it?&lt;/strong&gt;Nope.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t like needles.&amp;nbsp; I almost gone one once.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I still will.&amp;nbsp; Maybe for my birthday.&amp;nbsp; Eek!&amp;nbsp; Better start mentally prepping!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you good at journaling?&lt;/strong&gt;Ha!&amp;nbsp; I like to think I am.&amp;nbsp; But then I start and about 2 1/2 days later I lose interest, or time, or words.&amp;nbsp; That&#39;s why I blog, right?&amp;nbsp; It&#39;s like journaling, but you can add pictures and the whole world can see/read it.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What’s your favorite way to eat a hamburger?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Well done.&amp;nbsp; NO mayo, or mustard, maybe ketchup, but BBQ sauce preferred.&amp;nbsp; Onion, maybe lettuce, NO tomato.&amp;nbsp; Cheese? Yes, please!&amp;nbsp; I like my bun toasted and my meat seasoned.&amp;nbsp; Bacon is a bonus, but pickles stay off.&amp;nbsp; Ultimate fatty favorite burger:&amp;nbsp; Bacon Western Cheeseburger from Carl&#39;s Jr.&amp;nbsp; Best burger joint I ever ate at:&amp;nbsp; Bobcat Bites in Santa Fe, NM.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;Now your turn.&amp;nbsp; Go visit Chelsea at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rootsandrings.com/&quot;&gt;http://www.rootsandrings.com/&lt;/a&gt; and answer the questions yourself!</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten-on-tuesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1801645088474237975.post-3148948900084329564</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 May 2010 23:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-03T16:25:00.252-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">motivation</category><title>Motivation Monday - Priorities</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/priorities.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 429px;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/priorities.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://practicingpatience.blogspot.com/2010/05/motivation-monday-priorities.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Courtney)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>