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So, obviously, I've been on a break. A break from blogging, working, answering emails, and well pretty much everything. I think I just needed to take some time AWAY to start healing. And now, I feel like I need to slowly incorporate other things back into my life to see if that helps with the healing. I'm just trying to listen to my heart. While I'm sure there are books and experts out there who tell you the right way to heal...I don't think anything prepares you or can really make it easier. I have so much I want to write about &lt;a href="http://www.tricianaeblog.com/2013/03/heartbreak.html"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt;, but I'm just not ready.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thankfully, almost all the blogs I follow are participating in this blog everyday in May thing...and I figured this might be a nice way to ease back into blogging. I do not trust myself to do it everyday..but who knows? I may just shock us all!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://storyofmylifetheblog.blogspot.com/2013/05/250-words.html"&gt;Today's&lt;/a&gt; prompt is to tell your story in 250 words or less. I thought it sounded fun, but difficult. I incorporated my little about me smidge from my sidebar and added a few more things...and voila, exactly 250 words. Probably the easiest thing I've done all day. So, there's that.&lt;a href="http://storyofmylifetheblog.blogspot.com/2013/04/blog-every-day-in-may-challenge.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I’m Tricia. I was born in May of 1979 (don’t you dare do the math!) in Arlington, TX. I am blessed enough to have 3 parents, and I am so grateful for them. Terry, my amazing stepfather, passed away this March and I truly feel like part of me is gone. I miss him dearly and would give anything to spend another day with him. I was an only child for 7 years, but now have 3 adorable siblings (Megan, Kori, Kaleb). I’m married to my best friend who I have been with for 13 years. &amp;nbsp;I had a normal childhood, filled with school, soccer, amusement parks and family time. I loved books and learning and dreamt of becoming an author, interior designer or psychologist. All of which I’m still considering as careers…you know…for when I’m older. I graduated from Dallas Baptist University with a degree in Graphic Design and have spent the last several years doing freelance stuff. I hope to finish my Masters degree (at DBU) and one day be a college professor. In the mean time, I love chips and salsa, fast cars, rainy days, good books, chandeliers, live music, sleeping in, leopard print, cherry coke and dates with my husband. I make lists for everything and talk way too much. I dream of getting skinny and running marathons. Sometimes, I blog. I’m about as flawed as they come, and though I don’t know how or why, I know Jesus loves me anyway…and that’s enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I lost my sweet stepfather on March 15th.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have thought about posting this a hundred times....and couldn't bring myself to do it. I remember the day I read his obituary...it felt like a cruel joke and I just kept screaming that this couldn't be real. I guess writing this post feels sort of like that. It's so permanent. So, so permanent. I keep telling C..."this is forever" or "he's really not coming back". Silly things that I know are true...but my heart/mind can't accept.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've never known heartbreak or sadness like I am suffering right now. I know it's completely normal and healthy to go through. But, some days, I just don't think I will be able to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm grateful for the 32 years I had him as a father and those 7 months he fought his brave fight. Nobody should have to endure that, but he did it without complaint. I'm proud to be his daughter...and I miss him so very much.&lt;br /&gt;
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Most of what I need to do is cleaning related. I'm not dirty. I mean, you probably wouldn't be disgusted if you came to visit. But, little things (like dirty baseboards, and dusty ac vents and the worse of all? dusty windows) bug me. Of course, they don't bug me near enough to actually make me get up and clean them. Plus...I rather enjoy breathing and those tasks are the ones that get me all allergied up. Probably wouldn't be the case if I did them more often...but that is neither here or nor there.&lt;br /&gt;
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The other thing that tops my to do list? My emails. Oh my goodness y'all. I's out of control. Granted, most of the emails are from my friend who is super clingy (lots and lots of emails). But he's the prince of Nigeria or something like that...so I let it slide. I sat down the other day with a pen, notepad, highlighter and the determination to bust through all the design inquiries, design changes, friendly emails, blog comments, and all the other miscellaneous emails. I think I spent about 10 minutes on that before I started&amp;nbsp;perusing Pinterest for outfits I'd like to wear (soon as I lose 50lbs...which, incidentally, is also on my to do list).&lt;br /&gt;
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So, if you are waiting on an email from me. I apologize (and blame Pinterest, and fashion bloggers too). All joking aside, I do try and answer several a day. But, the last few weeks have been crazy ... and I will be the first to admit that I've been less that diligent.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway. I'm sure you've all read by now that google reader is breaking up with us. After failed contract negotiations with Tony Romo (do NOT get me started) and all the Nolan Ryan/John Daniels drama, this ridiculousness from blogger is barely a blip on my radar. Ha. (If you have no idea of the sports drama I'm referring to...it's okay. I mean, it's not, but it is).&lt;br /&gt;
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If you are a follower (bless you!) you can still do so on GFC or on &lt;a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/2648131/tricia-nae"&gt;bloglovin&lt;/a&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;
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Also...if y'all could spare a prayer or positive thought...our family would greatly appreciate them. As you know, Terry has been having a rough couple of months. We found out yesterday that the cancer has spread to the top of his head. And, later in the day, he was trying to get in the truck to go to radiation, and he broke his arm. The doctors warned us this may happen, because the bone is so brittle where the cancer is just sort of eating it's way through the bone. He met with the surgeon this morning and they will be doing surgery on the arm tomorrow morning (Friday around 9am). While at the hospital today, they went ahead and ran an xray on his left leg, which he complained had been hurting. The found a spot, and they believe the cancer is in the bone there as well. Ugh. So, if everything goes well in the morning, they will do a similar surgery on his leg at the same time. This will hopefully prevent any breaking of that bone in the future.&lt;br /&gt;
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I try really hard to stay positive and hope for the best. But, it seems like the bad news just keeps coming. I am just SICK with worry. I'm also just plain sad. I hate that he is in such pain. I hate that I keep fearing my (future) children might not get to spend time with Pop. I hate cancer. HATE it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went to Weight Watchers tonight. I thought, since I'd been paying my membership fee all these months...I should probably stop in and say hi. And weigh. Cause that is kind of what they do there and all.&lt;br /&gt;
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It wasn't pretty.&lt;br /&gt;
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Part of me is glad I can't read the mind of the sweet lady that weighs me. Part of me is kind of curious as to what she is thinking when she sees the number clearly going the wrong way on the scale.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went. Faced the music.&lt;br /&gt;
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I even stayed for the meeting. All of which is a big success for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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And, as if that wasn't enough....&lt;br /&gt;
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I tracked my points all day.&lt;br /&gt;
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And. Prepare yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;
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Did 50 minutes of cardio today.&lt;br /&gt;
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So there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sure, I'm frustrated that it feels like all that hard work from last year is (almost) for nothing. I have gained back a lot of the weight I had lost.&lt;br /&gt;
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But, not all. Whew...&lt;br /&gt;
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Last year's success (though short lived) did prove that I can work hard and eat right. I KNOW that I have it in me. I think that's easy to forget though. So...I am just trying to put one foot in front of the other. Make one decision after another. Baby steps, y'all. Teeny tiny baby steps. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tonight, we talked about eating out...which, is unfortunately a big problem for C and I. In my mind...I'm all kinds of Martha Stewart meets Pioneer Woman. In reality, I'm all "can we get 2 number 2's, one with a diet coke, and one with a sprite". Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;
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So anyway, we just discussed what some of the obstacles are and what some solutions for those might be. All very helpful. But...there are a few obstacles (temptation, for example) that the only solution is really just wanting to be healthy (lose weight) MORE than you want the chips and salsa and margarita (for example) (cause I might know a girl who has a problem).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;love it. love it. love it. lots of calories. lots of calories. lots of calories.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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But, in all honesty....I would MUCH MUCH MUCH rather lose this silly weight. It's just a matter of immediate gratification vs. delayed pleasure. The weapon? Strong will. I've got to find mine again.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've got to continually ask myself HOW BAD DO YOU WANT IT?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;People always tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; :: I'm adorable. Kidding...I tell myself that. People always tell me that I married an amazing man. I did. And,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 23.99305534362793px;"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;, he tells me I'm adorable...so it all works out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;In the movie based on my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; ::&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;I would want Rachel Bilson to play me (she would either need to gain a lot (a lot) of weight) or this would be a movie (based not so much on truth) where I was just skinny all the time. Speaking of dreams, I think C should be played by Tom Hardy (yes!) and there would be a lot of shirtless scenes (yes!) and wait, what was the question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Typically, I end up regretting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; :: not standing up for myself, eating the second (third and sometimes fourth) cookie, missing church, assuming the worst.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Kim and Kanye really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; :: don't bother me. If anything, I find them annoyingly amusing. Or amusingly annoying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;My parents always reminded me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; :: &amp;nbsp;to be the best me. Oops.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Every single day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; :: I think this will be the day I get my S together and grow up. I'm beginning to think it may not happen y'all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;This one time in college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; :: I fell down a flight of stairs (mortifying) pulled myself together only to drop my bag and have about 400 pages of handouts/notes go flying across campus. Not my best day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I will never, ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; :: forget how sweet and kind some of my friends have been during the last few months. This is the hardest thing I have ever gone through and I am SO SO SO grateful for the good people in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Okay...I'm just gonna start this post with the honest to goodness truth.&lt;br /&gt;
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The last few months have sucked. BAD.&lt;br /&gt;
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Watching the person who raised you battle for his life (a battle that is currently getting the best of him) is hard stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
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My emotions have been completely out of whack and my natural inclination is to bury them deep. And, I'm so so good at it.&lt;br /&gt;
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For about 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then, I'm not so good at it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Right after Christmas, I hit a wall. And all those emotions I didn't deal with + all the new emotions I have as the disease progresses (my stepfather is fighting stage 3 lung cancer that has spread to several new places, including the bone in his arm)... let's just say...I'm a mess.&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel myself pulling away from people, work, and fun things (blogging, obviously).&lt;br /&gt;
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Thankfully, I have such a great group of friends and family that are very supportive....including my sweet, sweet husband. He has had to deal with his own emotions through this ordeal (he is close to my stepfather), and he has still been so strong and patient with me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I fear that there are a lot of hard days ahead. But I'm praying with ALL OF MY MIGHT that things will get better, and that the worst days are behind us.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am SO SO thankful for those of you that email me your support. Y'all are so precious to me. And, we covet those continued prayers.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have struggled with whether or not to blog, because honestly, I don't have much to say. I don't want to turn my blog into a pity party, and I don't want to post only sad things or complain about how much I hurt (physically and emotionally) everyday. I don't want to post it, and I'm sure nobody wants to read it. I mean we all have our own "stuff" right?&lt;br /&gt;
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But, this is my blog, and this is my reality right now. And, even though I often feel like we are drowning in "bad stuff", there is also a lot of great stuff going on. Books are being read (me!), nail polishes are being bought (me!), sporting events and concerts are being attended (me!), people are getting pregnant (not me!) and babies are being born (not me!), houses are being built (not me!) and dreams are coming true (not me!). Ha. Anyway...life is happening. The good, the bad and the ugly. I just want to make sure that I don't look back one day and get angry with myself for laying in bed all day crying...when I could have been living. Or, at the very least...trying. Ya know?&lt;br /&gt;
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The fact is...no matter what happens...this is our one shot at&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;life. It's not always heartache free or easy. But...as far as&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;this&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;life, here on&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;this&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;earth, in&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;this&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;body...THIS IS IT. I want to do my best to enjoy it. To find the beauty in it. To break free from all the crap that holds me back. I mean, crying in bed all day isn't helping anyone. If anything, it's causing more pain.&lt;br /&gt;
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SO.....I'm really trying to be present each day. I'm trying to do the things that I used to think were fun (hanging out with friends and family, going to church, working out, pinterest, blogging). I'm trying to spend less time in bed and less time trying to eat away my feelings (cause y'all, this is a big problem!!!).&lt;br /&gt;
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This past week has been super hard. It seems like when you get your mind set to do good things, the devil takes that opportunity to mess with you the most. I would wake up each day and say "today is going to be good. nothing but happy thoughts and wonderful blessings." Then, it's like the flood of bad news and sadness would come raging through. I mean, what is that?&lt;br /&gt;
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But, I'm going to keep saying those things each morning. My one constant prayer has been that Terry doesn't give up hope. I think it's so so so important that he doesn't. And yet...I find myself living like I've lost all desire to thrive. So...in an effort to be what I believe...I'm going to keep on repeating it until it happens. &lt;br /&gt;
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If you are still reading this...thank you! Better days ahead!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TriciaNae/~4/AlL7rbPllwA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tricianaeblog.com/feeds/6393514024491012124/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5471076643749598570&amp;postID=6393514024491012124&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5471076643749598570/posts/default/6393514024491012124?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5471076643749598570/posts/default/6393514024491012124?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TriciaNae/~3/AlL7rbPllwA/honestly.html" title="honestly " /><author><name>Tricia Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350666302920388537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="28" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FybuiJhh9PE/S3B13_O5wiI/AAAAAAAAADU/Pyb7IKHdZvE/S220/meand200.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X84-KE7fVVw/UTFynmFQE0I/AAAAAAAAEKQ/2nbdEqR1GTU/s72-c/lost.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tricianaeblog.com/2013/03/honestly.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8CSH87eyp7ImA9WhBSEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471076643749598570.post-2874507883504453080</id><published>2013-02-17T22:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-17T22:47:49.103-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-17T22:47:49.103-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="52 books" /><title>52 books :: take two</title><content type="html">I am trying to read a book a week again this year...or...more likely...several books one week and none for several weeks.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway...seven weeks in...I have read SEVEN books.&lt;br /&gt;
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Miracles y'all. Miracles.&lt;br /&gt;
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About a week before Christmas, I jumped on the Pretty Little Liars television show bandwagon. I'm not sure why I never watched it before...I think because I never read the books? And, I'm not sure why I never read the books....as I generally prefer my literature less hi-brow, more young adult.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway...I lost my mind and watched all 2.5 seasons of the show in about 2 weeks (in time for the winter premiere). Then...I started reading the books. I've read the first four, and I NEVER EVER EVER say things like this...but I prefer the show over the books. They kind of drag. But...there are a lot of differences between the books and the show...so I'll keep reading on to see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have read several of Jennifer's books, and this is probably one of my favorites (My favorite? Certain Girls). I usually struggle getting into her books and then about halfway through, I can't put them down. &amp;nbsp;I was sick last week, and read this one pretty much nonstop. I definitely&amp;nbsp;recommend&amp;nbsp;it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Last December, I got hooked on a set of books (The Vampire Academy series) my Aunt had lent me. I read all 6 books in about 10 days. I hate that feeling when you finish a series and you don't really know what to think...do y'all know what I'm talking about? Like you miss the characters? Is that totally nerdy? &amp;nbsp;Anyway, I was so excited to see that Richelle Mead had started a spin-off series with some of the same characters. I read the first book and have the next two set aside to read soon. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;
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I have read all of the Plum series (including the in between the novels books). This is the latest installment. I can't find any news online, but I think maybe book 20 will be the last? I love the characters and they are always a light, fun read. But, I think it's time. It all feels a bit repetitive, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;
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I thought if I updated my blog it might get me out of the rut...and when I signed on, I noticed that I had lost several followers ... HAHAHA ... Can't say I blame them!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I don't want to throw an online pity party (not that I'm above pity parties...I just prefer doing those solo)...but the last few months have been really hard. I have definitely not felt like myself for a while...and blogging, designing, shopping, reading, and pretty much everything that used to bring me joy...has not. Except eating...unfortunately...that seems to be a constant in my life. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;
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So...I've been in a bad place...yes. BUT...I am trying to dig myself out of it. The last few days have been a lot better and I'm hoping that is something that continues.&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway...I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas (LOL) and a good January 2013.&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn't really make any resolutions for this year (shocking, I know) but I do have my &lt;a href="http://www.tricianaeblog.com/2012/11/3434.html"&gt;34 before 34&lt;/a&gt; list and a new reading goal....so there's that.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last year, I made a goal to read 52 books. I finished the year with 31. I was a little bummed to fall short of my goal...but I figure 2+ books a month is still a good thing. So...this year, I am shooting for 52 again. I'll do a post this week with an update on my progress and book reviews!&lt;br /&gt;
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As for the 34 list....I've made some progress. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;lose 80 lbs total (including what I've already lost)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;get braces&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;get family pics done&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;get pregnant&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;run 1 mile without stopping&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;complete a 5k&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;go to Texas Rangers game&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;go to Dallas Mavericks game&lt;/strike&gt; (completed 1/12/13)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;tour Cowboys stadium &amp;amp; make album with old stadium pictures&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;start scrapbooking again&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;cook through cookbook and document&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;start second/niche blog&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;get published (any format)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;record weight loss journey videos&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;go back to grad school&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;meet up with 5 new (or old/high school) friends&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;make Christmas wreath&lt;/strike&gt; (completed Dec 2012)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;send out Christmas 2012 cards&lt;/strike&gt; (completed Dec 2012)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;refinish dining room buffet&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;get new dining room chairs&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;get new cell phones&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;(completed 11/24/12)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;go to a concert&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;go to Vegas&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;take Dalton to stock show&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;dress up date with C&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;get new (or new to us) car/truck/suv&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;read 2 classic novels&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;go back to FBCM or find new church&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;buy a house&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;clean out garage/apartment/storage and SIMPLIFY (get rid of a lot of stuff!!!)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;pay off my credit card debt (just one card)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;weekend trip with C&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;write a novel (at least the rough draft)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"&gt;figure out career/next steps&lt;/li&gt;
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I finished my Christmas wreath the day before Christmas. But, hey...I got it done! I want to add some more to it before the holidays this year...but I think it turned out okay for my first attempt!&lt;br /&gt;
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I whipped up a pretty simple Christmas Card the week before Christmas. Wasn't in love with it...at all. And...I only mailed like 5 of them. Everyone else got theirs if/when I saw them during the holidays. (lazy girl!) &amp;nbsp;But...I did it...so I'm counting it!&lt;br /&gt;
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It was cold and rainy and C really didn't want to drive to Dallas....so we rode the train. I have done public transportation in other places (Vegas, NYC, etc)...but we don't really have it here...especially in the suburbs. So...it was my first time to try and figure all that out (easy) and we decided we would do that from now on if we are going to any event at the AAC.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can't quit looking at this picture. I'm the craziest Aunt around. And....she LOVES it. Ha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Speaking of being an Aunt...I'm also the GREATEST one around. :) My niece (on C's side) had a sweet baby girl last Thursday. . I'm a great-aunt....for the 2nd time!&lt;/div&gt;
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My baby fever is OUT.OF.CONTROL. Not that that is a new thing, but it seems especially bad during the holiday season. ugh...&lt;/div&gt;
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We finally decorated our tree this weekend. I mean, it's been up for almost 2 weeks, and as much as I love it decorated...the cat nearly drives me crazy.&lt;/div&gt;
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He is SO bad when the tree is out. And, when we put the ornaments on it...it's a non stop ornament retrieval process until the tree goes back into the box. I swear we have considered decorating only the top half of the tree (classy). Of course...several times during the season...he is literally perched up in the middle of the tree. And, he is not an itty bitty kitty. He's kind of a haas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have been reading the Vampire Academy books like crazy. &lt;a href="http://mrshetti.wordpress.com/"&gt;Kenda &lt;/a&gt;asked me if I was addicted. I think I may be. They are so good. I should be disappointed that most of my favorite books are young adult,&amp;nbsp;especially&amp;nbsp;considering I am not one. But, I can't quit. Ha.&lt;/div&gt;
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Speaking of addicted, I am...to slurpees. WHAT in the world? I got one on my birthday, sort of a whim and now, I crave them all the time.&amp;nbsp;I have been SOOO bad with the whole getting healthy thing. I just sort of lost my mind this summer (which I have thus tagged slurpee summer 2012) and I'm having a hard time getting back on track.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I tried to limit the slurpee obsession to one day a week. Slurpee Sunday, if you will. Yeah, that lasted about a minute. I mean, I had one tonight for crying out loud. It's freezing cold, and I'm the lame-o getting a big ole slurpee for dessert.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am hoping to just start making myself get up and work out. I have the best intentions...but then I just put it off until afternoon. Then, till C gets home. Then, after C goes to bed. Then, tomorrow. It's insane.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Not that I've ever done that before or anything...&lt;/div&gt;
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This is the 2nd in the Lizzy/Diesel stories. I think I liked the first one (Wicked Appetite) better, but these are cute, easy reads.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Last Christmas, my Aunt and I were talking about books and she mentioned a series she had just finished and thought I would enjoy. She bagged all 6 of the books up for me and sent me on my way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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As you know, Christmas is just a couple of weeks away and I still hadn't read the books. I had read the first chapter of the first book about 5 times. But, I don't think I could bare the&amp;nbsp;embarrassment&amp;nbsp;of not having them read when we go over there this Christmas, so I started the first book again, vowing to read 2 chapters. And...I finished it later that day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Yes, young adult vampire drama at it's best. And, I'm hooked. I'm almost done with the 2nd book and wish I would have read them earlier.&lt;/div&gt;
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So, I'm at 25 books read this year, and there just happens to be 6 books in the series (5 more) so I'm adjusting my goal to 30 books. I'm a little bummed that I am not going to complete my original goal, but I figure it's still about 2.5 books a month. Not bad, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;
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I already have rolls and rolls of it, so much so that I am actually running out of room to store it all. And yet, I still keep buying it. What can I say?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm Tricia, and I have a thing for wrapping paper.&lt;/div&gt;
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There are too many great options out there and sometimes I just can't decide what to do. Usually, I go back and forth between designing and buying until it's too late to buy anywhere and end up designing my own. Tell me this doesn't surprise y'all.&lt;br /&gt;
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One of my favorite places for pre-designed cards (for all occasions) is&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://tinyprints.com/"&gt;Tiny Prints&lt;/a&gt;. I'm just going to go ahead and admit I've already picked out several invitations I would like to use in the event someone wants to throw me a baby shower. You know, whenever I may need one.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, they really do have &lt;a href="http://www.tinyprints.com/shop/holiday-cards.htm" target="_blank"&gt;the cutest holiday cards and designs&lt;/a&gt;. They even have cards where you don't have to use a photo, so I think these would be great for those money/gift card presents I give to a few people.&lt;br /&gt;
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This one is adorable. I love the patterns and the simpleness of it all. I almost want to just do this one for our card this year. Hmmm, decisions decisions.&lt;br /&gt;
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And, I just realized they have holiday thank you cards!!!! Thank you cards may be the one area of my life where I am disciplined. A gift deserves a thank you. And you should definitely do it in style!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I am so excited about this new shopping development!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13.333333969116211px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tinyprints.com/product/42196/folded_holiday_thank_you_cards_sheer_confetti.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sheer Confetti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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If you are interested in a custom design by yours truly, feel free to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="mailto:tricianae@gmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;. I will be doing them for another week or so.&lt;br /&gt;
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AND, &lt;a href="http://tinyprints.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Tiny Prints&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is having a great sale this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;
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Save 25% off SITE WIDE (wow!!!) if you shop between 11/30/12 and 12/2/12. &amp;nbsp;Just use the code&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #1f497d; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;WKDSALE1112 &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;when you check out!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;WRAPPING PAPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Obviously, &lt;a href="http://www.hobbylobby.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Hobby Lobby&lt;/a&gt; is my go to place. I got black and white zebra print this year. With red and green tulle for the bows. I did have my eye on a roll of foiled red zebra as well. Of course, I just happened to be shopping with the hubs...so we know how that played out (see above, re: way too much paper).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.hobbylobby.com/products/gift-wrap-zebra-657189/" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Second on my list, &lt;a href="http://www.paper-source.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Paper Source&lt;/a&gt;. Y'all. I'm just thanking the heavens there isn't a store that is all that convenient to me. &lt;a href="http://www.fabulousk.com/blog/2012/11/28/fab-find-zebra-wrapping-paper" target="_blank"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt; posted her favorite PS paper this week, so I hopped on over and almost started drooling. TOO.MUCH.CUTENESS.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paper-source.com/cgi-bin/paper/item/Holiday-Owls-Wrapping-Paper/3650_042/464862.html" target="_blank"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://www.paper-source.com/cgi-bin/paper/item/Red-Dots-Wrapping-Paper/3650_042/46456505.html" target="_blank"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://www.paper-source.com/cgi-bin/paper/item/Gold-Glitter-Wrapping-Paper/3650_042/42055501.html" target="_blank"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Another of my favorites is &lt;a href="http://www.worldmarket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;World Market&lt;/a&gt;. They have gorgeous papers for all occasions. This is probably my favorite Christmas paper.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldmarket.com/product/hearts+alpine+gift+wrap+sheet.do?&amp;amp;from=fn" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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So do y'all have any favorites to find your cards or paper? Do you have an obsession like me? (tell me I'm not alone!).&lt;br /&gt;
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Be sure to come back on the 17th to see what card(s) I decided to go with when I participate in &lt;a href="http://walkwithmebyfaith.blogspot.com/2012/11/christmas-cards-christmas-card-carousel.html"&gt;Faith's Christmas Card Carousel&lt;/a&gt; (which you should do as well!!!).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TriciaNae/~4/7PFjzKhPIu8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tricianaeblog.com/feeds/7655664440605740521/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5471076643749598570&amp;postID=7655664440605740521&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5471076643749598570/posts/default/7655664440605740521?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5471076643749598570/posts/default/7655664440605740521?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TriciaNae/~3/7PFjzKhPIu8/favorites-christmas-cards-and-wrapping.html" title="Favorites :: Christmas Cards and Wrapping Paper" /><author><name>Tricia Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350666302920388537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="28" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FybuiJhh9PE/S3B13_O5wiI/AAAAAAAAADU/Pyb7IKHdZvE/S220/meand200.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4XBf5dO-Ehc/ULb7WEAMb0I/AAAAAAAAD7o/NkkH41bmqk4/s72-c/PAPRYUSCC.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tricianaeblog.com/2012/11/favorites-christmas-cards-and-wrapping.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMCSX07fSp7ImA9WhNXEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471076643749598570.post-4534435766022581319</id><published>2012-11-28T00:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-11-28T00:34:28.305-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-11-28T00:34:28.305-06:00</app:edited><title>Christmas Wish List</title><content type="html">When I was younger the requests for my Christmas List would start coming in around Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp;I used to get really creative with my lists...cutting out pictures from magazines and making collages, drawing diagrams. Yes, I'm a dork. I don't think I ever really put two and two together that my lists were a bit extravagant. I mean, ask a kid what they want...they will let you know.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that I have to buy for younger kids...I'm so thankful for Christmas Lists. I walk to the toy section at Target and suddenly feel really, really old. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I don't get so many requests for a list these days. And, that is totally fine....I think I'm pretty easy to buy for. Most of my family just goes the gift card route..and really, those are pretty sweet. But, I thought it would be fun to make up Tricia's current, some of these are reasonable, but most are overly extravagant, probably wont happen, but it's fun to dream a little dream Christmas 2012 Wish List.&lt;/div&gt;
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My dream home. Seriously. I'm a tiny bit worried that the neighborhood patrol is going to stop me one of these days...I drive by the house a couple of times a week. You know...just trying to spread my positive thoughts all over the street. The yard is a little sad...but it's just waiting on me and my sure to be green thumb. Convinced of this.&lt;/div&gt;
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So, really I'm just waiting on my book deal and modeling contract to go through and we should be good to go.&lt;/div&gt;
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Hahahahaha. Modeling contract. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I miss my &lt;a href="http://www.tricianaeblog.com/2011/01/living.html" target="_blank"&gt;mustang&lt;/a&gt;. So bad. I cry a little every time I see one. But...my husband says that they are not reasonable when getting ready to start a family, blah blah blah. What a nerd. He did say that if I do get a book deal or modeling contract, I can go get one.&lt;/div&gt;
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Fingers crossed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Okay...so slightly less expensive than the previous wants (and I do mean only slightly) is this beauty. I've wanted a Louis since high school. Several times in my life I've either had or saved up the money to go get one...and just couldn't. I mean that's a lot of books and magazines...which is where I generally spend my money. I see little teenage girls at the mall with them...and assuming they are real...I won't lie...larceny is on my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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I would love another band to match my wedding band. I think it would look good to&amp;nbsp;sandwich&amp;nbsp;(is there a better, more appropriate term for this?) my engagement ring. Every time we get my rings inspected and cleaned...I try on several bands. You know, &lt;strike&gt;not so&lt;/strike&gt; subtle hints for the hubs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I also love right hand rings. I have several James Avery rings that I wear on my right hand. And, I love them. But...this past summer I noticed some major bling happening on my Aunt's right hand (she lives in South Africa...so I only see her about once a year) and thus decided I needed some too. When we went in October for the inspection and cleaning... I had to try on a few of these too.&lt;/div&gt;
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Poor Charles.&lt;/div&gt;
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These Frye boots. Always. Of course they probably wouldn't go so well with my standard yoga pants and&amp;nbsp;t-shirt&amp;nbsp;routine. I need a style intervention. In the worst way.&lt;br /&gt;
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These adorable &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_ss_sc_0_6?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&amp;amp;field-keywords=penguin+classics&amp;amp;sprefix=pengin%2Cstripbooks%2C242" target="_blank"&gt;Penguin Classics&lt;/a&gt;. They would look precious on my bookshelf. And, I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; challenging myself to read more classics and less US Weekly.&lt;br /&gt;
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And, Texas Rangers season tickets. We had so much fun going to the games this year. And..thanks to a sweet family friend, we wound up with amazing company tickets for each game. And...well, we got spoiled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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*While any (and all) of these would be just &lt;i&gt;delightful&lt;/i&gt;, what I really, really, really want this Christmas is to enjoy the time with my family. We are praying for a major Christmas miracle this year...healing for my stepfather.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hey y'all!!! Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving. We had a such a fun long weekend! I was sad to see it end this morning when C left for work. SO...I took another day "off" and went out to lunch and did some shopping and reading and continuing of the holiday lazies. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;
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I did Christmas-ify my blog though. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't know about y'all, but I really like to get the most out of my birthdays. I mean, if you have to turn another year older (and all the fun that comes along with&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;), I think you should really just milk it for all it's worth. So...what once was my birthday soon became my birthdayWEEK and then birthdayMONTH. I'm not so bold as to declare each year my birthdayYEAR...but I do love to celebrate my half birthday (and half birthdayWEEK...but C is apparently drawing the line there).&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway...all this to say that my half birthday was November 10. Exciting! Ha. We actually didn't do anything too special..just dinner and a little date night. However, in true Tricia fashion...I did create a list of all the things I wanted to accomplish before I turned another year older.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am a list maker. Sometimes...I even mark things off.&lt;br /&gt;
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Actually...I make a list everyday of all the stuff I need to do that day. Convinced if I didn't, I would just walk circles around the apartment. But...I love to mark things off...and feel super proud when my list is all highlightered up at the end of the day. I feel soooo accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;
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This year has been a rough one...for lots of different reasons. And, I just feel like most of the year has passed me by. I'm ready for that nonsense to quit...so I'm hoping that this little list is the key to making some changes. And...I already completed one of them!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Also...34 things is a lot. I refuse to believe it is a lot of years though. RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;lose 80 lbs total (including what I've already lost)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;get braces&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;get family pics done&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;get pregnant&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;run 1 mile without stopping&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;complete a 5k&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;go to Texas Rangers game&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;go to Dallas Cowboys game&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;tour Cowboys stadium &amp;amp; make album with old stadium pictures&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;start scrapbooking again&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;cook through cookbook and document&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;start second/niche blog&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;get published (any format)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;record weight loss journey videos&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;go back to grad school&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;meet up with 5 new (or old/high school) friends&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;make Christmas wreath&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;send out Christmas 2012 cards&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;refinish dining room buffet&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;get new dining room chairs&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;get new cell phones&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;(completed 11/24/12)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;go to a concert&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;go to Vegas&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;take Dalton to stock show&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;dress up date with C&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;get new (or new to us) car/truck/suv&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;read 2 classic novels&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;go back to FBCM or find new church&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;buy a house&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;clean out garage/apartment/storage and SIMPLIFY (get rid of a lot of stuff!!!)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;pay off my credit card debt (just one card)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;weekend trip with C&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;write a novel (at least the rough draft)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;figure out career/next steps&lt;/li&gt;
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Moving on...y'all may remember that I set a goal to read 52 books this year. If you have been reading my blog for more than a minute, you will also know that I rarely achieve my goals. (ha...brutal honesty). I did an update at the beginning of September (which, incidentally feels like a week or two ago...what is that?)...and I was at 16. I was oh so confident that I could finish the year strong. Now, a mere 7 weeks out from 2013...I'm feeling less sure of that goal.&lt;br /&gt;
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However...I have managed to read another 6 books. I think. I love goodreads.com, really I do. But, I can't remember to use it. So...I'm really just working with my mind here...and we all know that is a dicey game.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've read 3 Sandra Brown books. I've read most of her books (except romance...I get all fidgety when I read romance books...I'm a total prude). Of course...there are a few scenes in all of her books that make me blush. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've said it before...and I'll say it again...I love Sandra Brown books. It's probably because she lives in the same town I grew up in...well that and her writing. All of these were good, none of them worthy of "favorite Sandra Brown book" status (those would be Chill Factor and Envy, if you care).&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I kept seeing this book and the cover is cute and that is generally the educated way I chose books. I'll just say that while the book way funny, it was also kind of raunchy...and I couldn't tell if I was amused or uncomfortable (see above, re: prude). I also knew nothing of the book (save for the cover) so I kept thinking "is this a real person?" and "who would admit this stuff?". Anyway...I gave it a 4 out of 5 stars..it wasn't awful.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, this was the first Emily Giffin book in a while that I really, really liked. Most of her books leave me just feeling sad. Do y'all feel that way? I mean, they are cute and well written (and the covers are just adorable, yes?). But...I don't know... they are all kind of depressing. Now, I will say that at one point in the story...I was BAWLING like a baby. My emotions are kind of wonky here lately...so that may have had a tiny bit to do with it. Either way...I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I saw this one kind of randomly and thought I might &lt;strike&gt;need&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;like to read it. Plus, Debra Jaliman is apparently Rachel Bilson's dermatologist...and you know I adore her. C is convinced I look just like Rachel &amp;nbsp;(bless him...I think I look like 2 of her) so it's only natural I read this. Logic = bulletproof. This was a super easy read. Like..read in one night kind of read. Nothing overwhelmingly new. I've read several things about skin care lately and this just seemed to reiterate a lot of what I already knew. But...if you are looking for a quick refresher...this would be good.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, there you have it. I'm at 22 for the year. Not bad...but still 30 away from goal. Not sure if I can pull off 4+ books a week...but you never know. &amp;nbsp;I may shock us all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Seriously, I have started this post like 5 times. I'm not talking a sentence or two...no...I've blabbered on for paragraphs and paragraphs...then deleted it all. FIVE times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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So much to say...but then, I'm all "they" (they being the 3 of you that read this) (that is, if anyone still reads this), anyway "they don't want to read that!".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Long story short :: I'm burnt out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Burnt out on blogging. Burnt out on being fat. Burnt out on friendships. Burnt out with my career stalling. Burnt out with apartment living. Burt out with fear. Burnt out with being burnt out!&lt;/div&gt;
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So, there you have it.&lt;/div&gt;
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I read &lt;a href="http://tobifairley.com/blog/2012/a-change-is-coming/" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post today and was like YES!!! YES!!! YES!!! Tobi gets it. I feel a change coming...one that&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;probably knocking at my door years ago and I just chose to ignore it.&lt;/div&gt;
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Funny how watching someone fight the battle of&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;life will really make you analyze yours. I've picked apart my past (and honestly...my present and future). Lord if I couldn't just throw some of those pieces away. Do you know what I'm talking about?! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway...the good thing about this sort of crazy self reflection...is that hopefully, you learn something from it. I'm still sorting it all out...but I've already made some decisions and changes that I'm excited about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I mean, I finally finished a blog post....things are definitely new around here!&lt;/div&gt;
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- working part time (clerical)&lt;/div&gt;
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- going to school at the community college&lt;/div&gt;
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- working full time as a creative coordinator&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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- driving a red mustang&lt;/div&gt;
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- worked on design orders&lt;/div&gt;
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- went out to eat (Mexican!) with C&lt;/div&gt;
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- caught up on some dvr'd shows&lt;/div&gt;
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- The Vampire Diaries&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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- Real Housewives (all of them!)&lt;/div&gt;
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- Revenge&lt;/div&gt;
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- hanging out with C and my family/friends&lt;/div&gt;
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- shopping...even if I don't buy anything&lt;/div&gt;
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I think one of the easiest ways to sort of reset and recharge...is to go beyond yourself...and to help someone else. Today, &lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/2012/10/show-us-your-life-favorite-charities.html" target="_blank"&gt;Kelly &lt;/a&gt;is hosting a link up for our favorite charities&lt;br /&gt;
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Source: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5471076643749598570" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Uploaded by user&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/daniellkoepke/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Daniell&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;There are so many wonderful organizations out there...and I am excited to go through and read more about everyone else's favorite places to volunteer or give to. But, I thought it would also be fun to share one of my favorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was first introduced to &lt;a href="http://www.samaritanspurse.org/index.php/OCC/" target="_blank"&gt;Operation Christmas Child&lt;/a&gt; during a Chapel service at DBU my first year. They showed a video and I just sat their and bawled. You can check out their&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLFB73FDC5656435B8&amp;amp;feature=plcp" target="_blank"&gt;YouTube&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;channel and watch all the videos...they are just so sweet...and really showcase the great work of the organization.&lt;/div&gt;
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I didn't grow up in a wealthy home by any means...but Lord knows we have far more than we will ever need. And, it just breaks my heart that there are kids everywhere that wake up to no toys or gifts on Christmas morning....or&amp;nbsp;any day&amp;nbsp;for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;
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Basically, you pack a shoe box (or similar size container) full of goodies for a child in the age bracket you select (and you can select girl or boy). We try to do several each year...and have always enjoyed picking out things that the children will need (socks, toothbrush, toothpaste, etc) as well as fun things to play with (coloring books, baby dolls, games,etc). &lt;br /&gt;
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I've always loved wrapping gifts and these are some of my favorites to package up every year!!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/OCCshoeboxes" target="_blank"&gt;via OCC facebook&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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National Collection Week is coming up, it is November 12-19. If you are interested in learning more about this wonderful organization and helping out (or finding a collection spot near you), check out their &lt;a href="http://www.samaritanspurse.org/index.php/OCC/" target="_blank"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, or&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/OCCshoeboxes" target="_blank"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/OCCshoeboxes" target="_blank"&gt;via OCC facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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I sort of dropped the ball on the 31 Days&amp;nbsp;Inspired&amp;nbsp;thing. &amp;nbsp;C was gone all last week (and oh the plans I had while he was gone...none of which were accomplished by the way) and we have had a hard week with my stepdad...and to be completely honest...I am not feeling very inspired or inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;
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But, I am going to try my best to work my way through it. I'm not sure how I even got on the computer, answered emails, and designed today...but I did. I can't help but wonder how people who are&amp;nbsp;permanently&amp;nbsp;conflicted by tragedy function. I suppose in much the same manner as I have today. One foot in front of the other. One day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;
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My stepfather's tumor has grown. It is now bigger than his heart, which it is attached to. The Dr. didn't have a positive report today...and my heart aches. I'm not sure I have ever dealt with the fear I am feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;
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I had a long talk with my mom earlier. We decided that the best course of action is to take what the Dr. said...and file it away. Then, turn our eyes upwards and believe for a miracle. That is basically what our family needs at this time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Truthfully, it's hard to let go of the fear. Even now...it's a constant battle in my mind...between worst case scenario and believing for healing. It's exhausting, and heartbreaking. BUT...I am not ready to lose my father...and I'm turning to the Father at this time. Miracles happen everyday.&lt;br /&gt;
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And nothing is more&amp;nbsp;inspiring&amp;nbsp;than a miracle.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TriciaNae/~4/oe7tfaidDuM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tricianaeblog.com/feeds/7403803500084835326/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5471076643749598570&amp;postID=7403803500084835326&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5471076643749598570/posts/default/7403803500084835326?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5471076643749598570/posts/default/7403803500084835326?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TriciaNae/~3/oe7tfaidDuM/31-days-inspired-seeking-inpsiration.html" title="31 Days Inspired :: Seeking Inpsiration" /><author><name>Tricia Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350666302920388537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="28" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FybuiJhh9PE/S3B13_O5wiI/AAAAAAAAADU/Pyb7IKHdZvE/S220/meand200.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wfC2-YDpVVE/UGsxlpiWshI/AAAAAAAADpo/T5-Oto0roMw/s72-c/TNB_31dayslogo+copy.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tricianaeblog.com/2012/10/31-days-inspired-seeking-inpsiration.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcCRHs5eCp7ImA9WhJaGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471076643749598570.post-6922460603213610603</id><published>2012-10-09T22:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-10-09T22:34:25.520-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-09T22:34:25.520-05:00</app:edited><title>Day of Silence</title><content type="html">I know I'm not a daily blogger, so taking a "day off" is not that big of a deal.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, I am purposely not blogging Wednesday October 10, 2012.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lifting up prayers for sweet &lt;a href="http://www.mattandjuleeturner.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Julee &lt;/a&gt;and her adorable daughter Preslee, and their family.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TriciaNae/~4/8-gOxDk8iCs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tricianaeblog.com/feeds/6922460603213610603/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5471076643749598570&amp;postID=6922460603213610603&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5471076643749598570/posts/default/6922460603213610603?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5471076643749598570/posts/default/6922460603213610603?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TriciaNae/~3/8-gOxDk8iCs/day-of-silence.html" title="Day of Silence" /><author><name>Tricia Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350666302920388537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="28" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FybuiJhh9PE/S3B13_O5wiI/AAAAAAAAADU/Pyb7IKHdZvE/S220/meand200.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dAGdZQapuzE/UHTsMblrcbI/AAAAAAAADtI/AKPfQ7t8vEs/s72-c/julee.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tricianaeblog.com/2012/10/day-of-silence.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08GSXw4eCp7ImA9WhJaEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471076643749598570.post-8095110817734156125</id><published>2012-10-03T02:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-10-03T02:37:08.230-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-03T02:37:08.230-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="31 Days Inspired" /><title>31 Days Inspired :: Day  2 :: How You Doin?</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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I'm a night owl. I rarely go to bed before 2 am...and if by chance I am in bed early...I promise you I wont be asleep before 2. I've ALWAYS just preferred being up late (and..naturally...waking up late).&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm also ... for lack of better words ... addicted to the show FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;
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I know every word of every episode and I have literally worn out several of my dvds. The show just never gets old to me. I have watched some of the episodes 100+ times...and I still laugh out loud. Just love it.&lt;br /&gt;
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The show came on when I was a sophomore...but I didn't start watching until that spring. My great-grandmother passed away that April...and I just remember not laughing for several days...until I watched an episode of Friends. I don't think I missed a Thursday night until the finale. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will&amp;nbsp;randomly&amp;nbsp;quote the show, and I joke that I can't help that the show is just so relate-able. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;
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So what do my late nights and Friends fascination have to do with 31 days Inspired? I actually watch the show to get inspired!&lt;br /&gt;
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It started out just being a dvd I would put in when I was doing homework, or scrapbooking and later..designing (for school, work, and now..blog&amp;nbsp;designing). After a few years of doing that...I guess my brain somehow&amp;nbsp;associated watching the show with being creative.&lt;br /&gt;
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The show is pretty light-hearted. It's funny. And, the colors and patterns (Phoebe's clothing...for example) are just fun. I can't help but be happy when it's on.&lt;br /&gt;
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I could probably share just about any FRIENDS image I found on the internet...or any clip from&amp;nbsp;YouTube&amp;nbsp;..but I thought I would just share some of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;
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Y'all know the PIVOT scene is my most favorite scene ever. I can't not say it when the situation arrives. It's even funnier when someone else "gets" it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Was it the sun? hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;
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And then Joey says: "You can't do anything right...."&lt;br /&gt;
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I've been known to scream this if I see something I shouldn't be seeing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Still funny.&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, enough of that. I will say that one episode is not watched around here...and has no source of inspiration tied to it...and that is the last one. I think I've seen that episode twice? I just can't watch it. It's better to live in denial!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TriciaNae/~4/So1fzDKf0FY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tricianaeblog.com/feeds/8095110817734156125/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5471076643749598570&amp;postID=8095110817734156125&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5471076643749598570/posts/default/8095110817734156125?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5471076643749598570/posts/default/8095110817734156125?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TriciaNae/~3/So1fzDKf0FY/31-days-inspired-day-2-how-you-doin.html" title="31 Days Inspired :: Day  2 :: How You Doin?" /><author><name>Tricia Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350666302920388537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="28" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FybuiJhh9PE/S3B13_O5wiI/AAAAAAAAADU/Pyb7IKHdZvE/S220/meand200.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wfC2-YDpVVE/UGsxlpiWshI/AAAAAAAADpo/T5-Oto0roMw/s72-c/TNB_31dayslogo+copy.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tricianaeblog.com/2012/10/31-days-inspired-day-2-how-you-doin.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcNSHczfSp7ImA9WhNTFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471076643749598570.post-8161914084344169964</id><published>2012-10-02T13:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-10-19T18:08:19.985-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-19T18:08:19.985-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="31 Days Inspired" /><title>31 Days Inspired :: Day 1 </title><content type="html">&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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Blogging has been a bit of a struggle for me here lately. As always...I have the best intentions...but then I just don't / can't follow through. Story. Of. My. Life. I'm so out of the loop on the blog world (save for designing blogs...that has kept me busy!) that I felt a little left behind yesterday when pretty much all of my twitter feed and google reader friends were posting "&lt;a href="http://www.thenester.com/2012/09/31-dayers-2012.html" target="_blank"&gt;31 days&lt;/a&gt;" type posts. I will admit that I didn't even know it was a "thing". &lt;br /&gt;
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I header over to &lt;a href="http://www.thenester.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Nesting Place&lt;/a&gt; and read more about it...and&amp;nbsp;I decided that this would be a fun thing to do..and maybe a great way to get back into blogging. I knew pretty quick that I wouldn't be doing anything deep or making too big of a commitment to myself....but just wanted to do 31 days of something fun...and see where it takes me!&lt;br /&gt;
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Obviously..I'm a day behind already. BUT...would it really be me if I wasn't? Ha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Basically..the plan is to post an inspiring image or two everyday...and maybe write something related. That is one of the great things about blogging/pinterest/tumblr/instagram...etc....there is SO much creativity and inspiration out there ready to be soaked up and shared.&lt;/div&gt;
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Recipes, fashion, quotes, scripture, pictures, fitness, health, friends, design...SO MUCH INSPIRATION.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I just love this. It's kind of like a recipe for a good day. I think it's a great image to kick of the 31 days Inspired. This is about 31 days of getting and being inspired...and I can't think of a better way to do that than to just HAVE A GOOD DAY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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If you are a reader of my blog...you know that every month, I have the best intentions and create a goal list for the month. Sometimes I cross several things off that list...and sometimes...I cross off only 1 or 2 things.&lt;/div&gt;
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Thankfully, I'm not the type of person that gets too discouraged when the majority of my list seems to make it to the next month's list, and on and on. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I just love lists, and love the idea of trying to be a better "me" this month than I was last month. I AM A DREAMER. Constantly. I think that is why I love blogs and pinterest and similar sites.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Life is really full of possibilities. I never want to stop dreaming about the future...about the things I want to do and see and cook and create. About the clothes I want to wear, the family I want to raise, the house I want to decorate, the me I want to be. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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None of this is to say that I'm not satisfied with my life. I am. I love everything about it...and am grateful for every piece of it (even the ugliest pieces). But, I also know that I don't ever want to just say "well this is as good as it's ever gonna be".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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There does have to be a balance between dreaming and living. I'll be the first to admit that I could be accused of being more a dreamer than a "doer". Sometimes my head is so far in the clouds that I miss what is going on right in front of me. That is something I hope to work on the next 31 days. I want to be inspired, sure...but I also want to LIVE INSPIRED.&lt;/div&gt;
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And maybe even inspire others along the way.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.tricianaeblog.com/2012/10/31-days-inspired-day-2-how-you-doin.html" target="_blank"&gt;Day 2 :: How You Doin?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We have been busy the last few weeks, which has been nice. I find if I sit still too long, overwhelming sadness takes over. And, that is clearly no fun. &amp;nbsp;My stepdad has had 2 rounds of chemo. The tumor has shrunk a tiny bit (PRAISE!), but he is just not feeling very well. The side effects of chemo are absolutely no fun...and it's just so hard to see the strong man that raised you lose his hair and get tired so easily. I try to be/think positive, prayPRAYpray and keep myself busy with just about anything.&lt;br /&gt;
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We went to the Ranger game Wednesday night (it was fun..but really...just an awful game). And, Thursday night.. my sweet friend &lt;a href="http://brantashleywilliams.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ashley&lt;/a&gt; hosted a &lt;a href="https://tricianae.scentsy.us/Scentsy/Home" target="_blank"&gt;Scentsy&lt;/a&gt; party. Lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;
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I know it seems like I blog a lot about Scentsy right now...but y'all...I just love it so much right now. And..it's a big part of my life! LOVE LOVE LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;
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I thought it would be fun to share some of my favorites with y'all right now. I mean, I could probably just share the whole catalog with you and it would be the same thing...(and your free to look at it on my &lt;a href="https://tricianae.scentsy.us/Scentsy/Home" target="_blank"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;)...but for now...just a lil bit of goodies!&lt;br /&gt;
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So, like most everyone else...Fall/Halloween/Christmas = my favorite time of the year. Add in all the adorable seasonal Scentsy warmers? I'm SOLD!! I am running out of rooms! Ha.&lt;br /&gt;
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I love the Frankenstein warmer. He's adorable!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Pumpkin is the September warmer of the month. If you LOVE him...make sure to get him at a discounted price before the month ends.&lt;br /&gt;
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And...come October 1st...you can get TOM, the turkey! He is October's warmer of the month!! Can you handle the cuteness?&lt;br /&gt;
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Speaking of cuteness...prepare yourself for these. See the little&amp;nbsp;chalkboard&amp;nbsp;below? You can can count down the days til Christmas...while your house is smelling fabulous. Genius!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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These are my favorite scents right now. I pretty much love anything food smelling (go figure). I also love any combination of cinnamon, vanilla and pumpkin!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Autumn Sunset, My Home, Cinnamon Vanilla, &lt;br /&gt;
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Here are a few my favorite warmers. Whoot (the owl) is sitting on the shelf next to me as I type.&lt;br /&gt;
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How fun is this promotion? These make great gifts for birthdays, baby showers and Christmas!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway...I could go on and on and on...and I so wish there was some way for y'all to smell all the great scents over the computer (wouldn't that be crazy?).&lt;br /&gt;
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If you are interested in learning more about the products, hosting a party or signing up to sell Scentsy ... I would just LOVE to talk with you about it!! Feel free to &lt;a href="mailto:tricianae@gmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;
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Have y'all used Scentsy? Do y'all have a favorite product/scent?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TriciaNae/~4/KKSWwRMj2Yo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tricianaeblog.com/feeds/502411170277913779/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5471076643749598570&amp;postID=502411170277913779&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5471076643749598570/posts/default/502411170277913779?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5471076643749598570/posts/default/502411170277913779?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TriciaNae/~3/KKSWwRMj2Yo/showing-off-some-scentsy.html" title="Showing Off Some Scentsy " /><author><name>Tricia Nae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350666302920388537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="28" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FybuiJhh9PE/S3B13_O5wiI/AAAAAAAAADU/Pyb7IKHdZvE/S220/meand200.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb8NBauKdf0/UGUzSJCXYMI/AAAAAAAADpA/3AB9CMsAkc8/s72-c/TriciaNaeScentsyHalloween.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tricianaeblog.com/2012/09/showing-off-some-scentsy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQFQ345fyp7ImA9WhJUFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471076643749598570.post-6401667145359785973</id><published>2012-09-11T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-09-11T23:15:12.027-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-09-11T23:15:12.027-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aunt Tricia" /><title>I'm an AUNT!!!! (again)</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Payton Grace&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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My younger sister (Dalton and Teagan's mom) had Payton at 1:04 this afternoon. She is ENTIRELY TOO PRECIOUS. I love her so much already!!&lt;/div&gt;
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Being an Aunt is SO much fun!! Payton is my 7th&amp;nbsp;niece!! I also have 6 nephews! (I inherited 5 of each when I married C). My oldest nephew is a few years younger than me...and has a 2year old with another on the way! CRAZY.&lt;/div&gt;
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Definitely feeling blessed on this September 11th. Hope y'all are too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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::::: Oh...it's about a billion degrees outside. I ran to Target earlier (well...I drove to there...but it &lt;i&gt;felt&lt;/i&gt; like I ran there). When I went back out to my car...my makeup was melting off of my face! EWWW. I mean...SERIOUSLY Texas...it's fall. Get.With.The.Program.&lt;/div&gt;
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::::: I am one piece of paper away from a Hoarders episode in my office. It's out of control. I feel like a broken record...and one of these days...I will finish it. Probably about a week before we move....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We have these bookshelves in our dining room...which I thought would be super cute...because we didn't have a buffet. Well...I have a problem "staging" shelves...and and even bigger problem dusting them with all the pretties on them. SO, we got a buffet and we are refinishing it (again...this would be easier if it would drop a few degrees outside). I'm moving two of the bookshelves into my office.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We may go to Billy Bobs tonight. Billy Bobs is a huge dancehall / bar in the Stockyards in Fort Worth. It feels a little weird to admit this..but I haven't been in over a year. This from the girl who used to go pretty much every weekend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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In June, my Aunt turned 50 (which she absolutely does not look 50!!! Am I right?!!!).&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway...her boyfriend travels for work. His daughter was on&amp;nbsp;bed rest (she had her baby the following week!), and my mom had just had knee&amp;nbsp;replacement. So...her party was sort of a last minute thing. We were just going to do a small&amp;nbsp;get-together...but decided about a week before to invite a bunch of other friends and family over.&lt;br /&gt;
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Most of the decor (besides the theme plates, napkins and tablecovers) were things I just had around the house. I think it still turned out super cute and we had a blast!!&lt;br /&gt;
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My hubs made the cupcake stand at work, the chalkboard is from my kitchen, the mirror is in my entryway and the chandelier print is from my office!&lt;br /&gt;
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Here are some more pictures of the cupcake stand. C machined it all at work. The middle is PVC pipe that we recover in wrapping paper for whatever theme the party is. It's a serious stand!! I love it though...and people always want to talk about it!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The zebra box on the top is something I had in my office as well. The "D" I just got at Hobby Lobby and glittered to death.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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You can't go wrong with poms. They are so inexpensive...and add such a fun flair to the decor. I know there are a ton of tutorials on how to make these....and I'm pretty crafty...so I bought the stuff to make them. UM? NO!! So much easier to wait til they are on sale at HL and buy them!!! AND...I stored them &lt;i&gt;very carefully&lt;/i&gt; and reused them at my sisters baby shower the other day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I got this idea from Pinterest (naturally)...and I love it!! It's so easy and again...people thought I was&amp;nbsp;GENIUS!!! I mean, I am...but this I will share with Pinterest.&lt;/div&gt;
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This too. Grapes on a skewer. I'm sure even if I thought long and hard...I probably wouldn't have thought of this on my own...but thankfully somebody else did and I just copied it!! NOTE: if you are doing these...just check the skewers that they aren't splintered before you go sliding the grapes on. Don't ask me how I know this.&lt;br /&gt;
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So decorations are cute and all...but I think the main star of any adult party (besides the honoree, of course) is food...and alcohol (if it's that kind of party).&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish I had got more pictures of the food...but sadly...I was too busy eating it. Ha. This is also about the time my diet got way derailed. Coincidence? I think not!!&lt;br /&gt;
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We did have grapes, and strawberries...&lt;br /&gt;
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But, I also made cookies. YES...I'm the bad girl who brought (and ate) the cookies!! The chocolate chip are supposed to be pink. The dough was pink...but something scientific happened when they were in the oven. I was never good in science. All I know is it didn't mess up the taste. Bless it!!&lt;br /&gt;
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And, cupcakes. My Aunt wanted my mom to bake them. It's like my mom has the magic touch with baking. Me? Not so much (see re: pink cookies...above). Anyway..she wanted yellow cake with chocolate icing. Wish granted. &amp;nbsp;I made the little cupcake toppers. Easy peasy (paper punches + glue dots).&lt;br /&gt;
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So, despite it being last minute...I think everything pulled together nicely...and we had fun. My Aunt said it was the best birthday ever...and that's what matters!!&lt;br /&gt;
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OH...we did have a photo shoot wall...with props. I just put wrapping paper over a door and put a basket of crazy props near it. Of course...my grandmother and I had to ham it up!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Haha. Love her!!&lt;br /&gt;
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