<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 25 Sep 2024 22:38:40 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>marriage</category><category>love</category><category>principle</category><category>relationships</category><category>travel</category><category>Airplane</category><category>bible</category><category>business</category><category>humbleness</category><category>vulnerablity</category><category>Amish</category><category>Continental Express</category><category>Georgia</category><category>God</category><category>N</category><category>NAACP</category><category>Sleep</category><category>TSA</category><category>advice</category><category>atlanta</category><category>benadryl</category><category>blog</category><category>book</category><category>buggies</category><category>burial</category><category>cars</category><category>case manager</category><category>concern</category><category>counselor</category><category>criticism</category><category>current news</category><category>debate</category><category>dennis</category><category>determination</category><category>displeasure</category><category>emotion</category><category>employ ability skills trainer</category><category>empowerment</category><category>energy</category><category>expectations</category><category>fairy tales</category><category>faith</category><category>family</category><category>flight attendant</category><category>forgiveness</category><category>friend</category><category>green</category><category>horses</category><category>insecurity</category><category>jealousy</category><category>jenna 6</category><category>job developer</category><category>life</category><category>meekness</category><category>monster</category><category>mother</category><category>opinion</category><category>perfection</category><category>perservance</category><category>pride</category><category>prince charming</category><category>prison</category><category>proverbs</category><category>republican</category><category>road</category><category>sacarifice</category><category>self-sufficiencey</category><category>seminars</category><category>sex sting</category><category>speaker</category><category>struggle</category><category>suicide</category><category>tantrum</category><category>trip</category><category>viatmins</category><category>wallace</category><category>welfare</category><category>wife</category><category>work</category><category>workshops</category><category>writing</category><title>True Freedom</title><description>True Freedom is about knowing who you are and where you are headed. It is about respecting others and respecting yourself. It is found in being who you are without any pretenses. True Freedom is in forgiving and loving unconditionally. It  takes work, it’s not something that is just handed over to you. True Freedom requires humility and ask you to sometimes step outside your comfort zone and living by principle not emotion. I could go on and I will as time passes by….. Welcome to True Freedom..</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-3458558195183207620</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Mar 2010 02:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-23T22:20:40.314-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">advice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">emotion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">insecurity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">principle</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vulnerablity</category><title>Insecure Way of Living</title><description>I was driving home after a long day of deep thinking and internal observation of my life, and the thought popped into my head.... Insecurity produces irrational thinking.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me say that again, insecurity produces irrational thinking. Now what do I mean by that statement. Okay, so you have been hurt before by the one you love and now carry around this feeling of insecurity. Feeling as if you don&#39;t measure up. So when you feel like this for more than 60% of the time, you can start to see things that are not really occurring. At least this has been my experience. I think it&#39;s because you don&#39;t want to be hurt again. You don&#39;t like feeling vulnerable so you use all you got to make sure that you are never in the same position twice. So much so that you see things not as they are but as they appear to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So how do you move past this? I think it&#39;s one of those things where you have to make a conscious decision to change your way of thinking. In other words, when the situation pops up where you start to think that you are seeing things that make you start to put your walls up. Take 60 seconds and look at the situation from all angles, then make a rational decision. Remember we are to live by principle not emotion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just some words of advice.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2010/03/insecure-way-of-living.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-4954027254044614617</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 17:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T13:57:34.130-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">case manager</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">counselor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dennis</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">employ ability skills trainer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">empowerment</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">job developer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">prison</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">self-sufficiencey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">seminars</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">speaker</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wallace</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">welfare</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">workshops</category><title>God&#39;s Blessing</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3c-4yofFW1zrEjdePRF1OB5vDHks40PwDwKg9qrXWW1BpOfIdFsbFmZ0ZhdnZ-84OtQfj5qvFUw2h_qRtUYKbAW9bBJ3liovVUGN0zPyLvOC9QTy1dfJR4vwJRN0wB4H0fqxFygxhSRw/s1600-h/dennis+bio.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 252px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3c-4yofFW1zrEjdePRF1OB5vDHks40PwDwKg9qrXWW1BpOfIdFsbFmZ0ZhdnZ-84OtQfj5qvFUw2h_qRtUYKbAW9bBJ3liovVUGN0zPyLvOC9QTy1dfJR4vwJRN0wB4H0fqxFygxhSRw/s400/dennis+bio.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397340039764864530&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce you to one of the most inspirational individuals you will ever come in contact with Dennis Wallace, Jr. Mr. Wallace is the second of four children born to Dennis &amp;amp; Darlene Wallace on March 25, 1968 in Detroit, Michigan. Dennis faced heartache at a very early age with the murder of his mother, Darlene, at age 5 and the murder of his father, Dennis Sr., at age 6. This is where Dennis first entered into the “system”, after spending several years at one the many state orphanages’ and foster homes, he went to relatives. Dennis was no longer a young impressionable child but had become harden and tough, the effects of growing up earlier than any child should have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis obtained his High School Diploma in 1986 from Mumford High School, even with being shuffled from one institution to the next, i.e. Don Bosco, Camp Highfields, Todd Phillips, Adrian Boys Training School, Boys and Girls Republic… After High School, Dennis enlisted in the US Army where he developed his leadership skills and discipline. Dennis is married to Sharone Wallace and the Father of Jessica, Dennis III, Stephen and Nadia. Dennis graduated with his Bachelors of Science degree in Theology from Oakwood University in Huntsville, Alabama. April 1999.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his tenure at Oakwood University, Dennis was very active in the community, even to the point of starting his own non-profit organization, entitled “Because He Lives Ministries, LLC” where he served as President. BLC provided after school tutoring, empowerment seminars and the 1st annual Family Fun Day in the low economic neighborhood of Meadow Hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March of 2002, Dennis was arrested for the distribution and manufacturing of a controlled substance which led to a sentence of 10-40 years. During his prison term, he choose to do everything he could to ensure that upon release he would not be the same person as when he came. He attended any class offered that he was eligible for, including but not limited to N.A. and Parenting Classes. His most difficult and most rewarding time came when he joined the R.S.A.T. program. This programmed challenged Dennis to discover the root of the choices in life he made that brought him to prison. He accepted the challenge and at the end of the six month program was asked to give the graduation speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis paroled 5 years into his sentence March 2007 and proved his determination to not return the same. Dennis has worked as a case manager, job employability skills liaison and triage coordinator. However, the titles do not do him justice for he has been more than that, just ask any of the clients that have crossed his path. Dennis goes above and beyond what is asked of him, making himself available to his clients 24/7. He is a, a counselor, an employability skills trainer, job developer and so much more. He is giving back not in just words but also in deeds. Dennis’ ideal of community activism begins with his dream of resuscitating the communities he poisoned with the death he has sold since his youth; Breathing back life into communities, one family at a time, on job at a time. This goal to return ex-offenders, displaced homemakers and welfare recipients to self-sufficiency is only a small part of his attempt to pay what he owes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis has conducted Seminars/Workshops for Pre-Release Programs. He is also traveled across the United States doing public speaking in various venues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on Dennis’ availability for workshops and public speaking engagements please email dennis_wallacejr@yahoo.com</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2009/10/gods-blessing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3c-4yofFW1zrEjdePRF1OB5vDHks40PwDwKg9qrXWW1BpOfIdFsbFmZ0ZhdnZ-84OtQfj5qvFUw2h_qRtUYKbAW9bBJ3liovVUGN0zPyLvOC9QTy1dfJR4vwJRN0wB4H0fqxFygxhSRw/s72-c/dennis+bio.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-5559766937417238668</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 12:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-23T09:40:34.029-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bible</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fairy tales</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">faith</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marriage</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">prince charming</category><title>Do You Have What it Takes??</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-8 (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;New International Version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;): 4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;ot boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.  8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-8 (New King James Version):4 Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; 5 does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; 6 does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; 7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.8 Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwzVGeWywBC01xw_ul6AEMj2iCcqFxe0YpYIcukvPHzL5JERir8aSBn7Hd5IcLJ2_ep_De6Qa949kHkiwWAxtKX8lsB3w_r5Y8erki-g2RZYL1R_74NXbM52w4zBvoLyedxEzvlvSdoh0/s1600-h/forphone.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwzVGeWywBC01xw_ul6AEMj2iCcqFxe0YpYIcukvPHzL5JERir8aSBn7Hd5IcLJ2_ep_De6Qa949kHkiwWAxtKX8lsB3w_r5Y8erki-g2RZYL1R_74NXbM52w4zBvoLyedxEzvlvSdoh0/s320/forphone.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395786534688756754&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;As a little girl, like most, I dreamed of my prince charming coming in to swoop me off to Happily Ever After. We read all the fairy tales and dream of being grown where we can find that Prince who will make it all better.  Imagine what a rude awakening it was that after I found my Prince Charming, after the Wedding, that the Happily Ever After doesn&#39;t just happen on it&#39;s own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little perturbed to say the least, more like distressed! Wondered what the hell I signed up for. I hate arguments, I hate disagreements.. I run from them. What do you mean we might not get along at times? I was like GOD what is going on?? I am praying, I am going to church, I am involved in Church and my community.. can&#39;t you just give this one thing.. Then I began to read 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 EVERY morning. This text perplexed me, and cut deep.. God&#39;s definition of Love is DEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Love suffers long -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;it suffers?? that means that it&#39;s not always going to be a bed of roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Love is kind -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;( &lt;span&gt;that means I have to watch my behavior.. How am I treating my Husband? Am I nice? even when I don&#39;t want to be?&lt;/span&gt;);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;love does not envy -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; &lt;span&gt;(This was hard for me because I found myself jealous of my husbands different talents things that I wish I possessed.. I had to let that go)&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;love does not parade itself, is not puffed up -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;To me it means that I don&#39;t need to profess my love  like I am trying to convince someone because my actions will show it&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span&gt;Also I need to realize one person is not better than the other but we all have something that we bring to the table that should be respected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; 5 does not behave rudely -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;(G&lt;span&gt;od was like Sharone quit the sarcasm.. I still struggle with this one.. but God is working with me on it)&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;does not seek its own -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; (&lt;span&gt;That means I am going to consider my beloved when making decisions.. because what I do does affect him&lt;/span&gt;),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;is not provoked -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;( &lt;span&gt;yeah okay this is still a hard struggle but I cant take offense to everything that comes out his mouth.. I can be overly sensitive.. when what he is saying is coming from unconditional love and it also says to me that I can&#39;t allow what the other person does or says to make me react in way that is unlike Christ&lt;/span&gt;)  ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;thinks no evil;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;( &lt;span&gt;simply put give your spouse the benefit of the doubt. The Devil is a trickster he would have us believe the worst before we even talk to our spouse.. God would have us see the best in our spouses..&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;6 does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; ( &lt;span&gt;Honesty is so important in a marriage.. transparency is a definite must.. the truth can be painful but it is a necessary pain to grow and become better in Christ)&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;( &lt;span&gt;This is where I have my beef with most people who give up on their marriages at the drop of hat.. You have to resist the sinful nature that causes us to just say forget it.. but God requires us to go beyond ourselves and have a faith that never waivers that what God has put together No man can put asunder and this applies to you and your spouse as well.. if God put this marriage together then it&#39;s not up to you to destroy it.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;8 Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;True Godly love is UNCONDITIONAL that even if you don&#39;t agree on something doesn&#39;t mean that you are not loved.. My husband always use to say.. Don&#39;t throw the baby out with the bath water.. it&#39;s so true don&#39;t throw away everything because you couldn&#39;t agree on a decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;God has taken us through some serious twist and turns and we are still together. We credit only God to that and having the type of love that is listed in Corinthians.. I have my happily ever after but I have it through blood sweat and tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God be the Glory Great Things He has done... So do you have what it takes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-you-have-what-it-takes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwzVGeWywBC01xw_ul6AEMj2iCcqFxe0YpYIcukvPHzL5JERir8aSBn7Hd5IcLJ2_ep_De6Qa949kHkiwWAxtKX8lsB3w_r5Y8erki-g2RZYL1R_74NXbM52w4zBvoLyedxEzvlvSdoh0/s72-c/forphone.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-8095937905530998015</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 21:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-30T17:05:53.926-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">energy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marriage</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">viatmins</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">work</category><title>Need Energy</title><description>A woman&#39;s work is never done. It is truly one that is a 24 hour, 7 day a week job, and if they could squeeze 30+ hours out of you a day, they would. I love being a wife and a mother but it is so tiring and my energy level is so low. Yes I am taking my vitamins and doing some sort of exercise a day. Of course I could take my exercise to a new level to help with the more energy. I could also go to sleep at a decent hour. I stay up till 11 to 1 am each night, doing my best to get as much done as I can. Funny thing is... It never seems complete. And then because I do run so much I get to a point where I can&#39;t function because I am so mentally and physically drained.  Then my poor hubby has to take the end result, no attention, and a wife that snores really loud. So I am up to suggestions. I have to get this down pat. I do not want my life to be all work and no fun. I also want to be of sound mind and body to enjoy my hubby and children.</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2009/03/need-energy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-5044830008910829604</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2009 01:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-20T20:37:02.146-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bible</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">displeasure</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marriage</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">perfection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">proverbs</category><title>Perfection</title><description>If anyone really knows me, they know that I struggle with a lot of issues.. Why?? Because I want everything to be perfect. I want everyone to be happy all the time, I want sorrow to vanish, and smiling faces where their are frowns. I want the best for everyone all the time and when it doesn&#39;t happen, I crash. I crash right to the floor. I am what they call &quot;over-emotional&quot; , but I like to say that I feel things deeper than other people. If you are hurting I can feel that and it bothers me because I don&#39;t want to feel it or it did bother me. I have come to a point and time in my life where I feel it is time to step into my divine appointing. But I digress.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my marriage, one of the things that I have struggle with is this need for everything to be &quot;perfect&quot;. When my husband is not to pleased with me, I take it as if it&#39;s death. I know that is a strong use of that word, but I don&#39;t know how else to describe it. I don&#39;t want my husband displeased at anything I do. I want him to look at me and see the woman of Proverbs. God gave a wonderful description of what a woman should be.. Here read below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10 [c] A wife of noble character who can find?&lt;br /&gt;       She is worth far more than rubies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 11 Her husband has full confidence in her&lt;br /&gt;       and lacks nothing of value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 12 She brings him good, not harm,&lt;br /&gt;       all the days of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 13 She selects wool and flax&lt;br /&gt;       and works with eager hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 14 She is like the merchant ships,&lt;br /&gt;       bringing her food from afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 15 She gets up while it is still dark;&lt;br /&gt;       she provides food for her family&lt;br /&gt;       and portions for her servant girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 16 She considers a field and buys it;&lt;br /&gt;       out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 17 She sets about her work vigorously;&lt;br /&gt;       her arms are strong for her tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 18 She sees that her trading is profitable,&lt;br /&gt;       and her lamp does not go out at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 19 In her hand she holds the distaff&lt;br /&gt;       and grasps the spindle with her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 20 She opens her arms to the poor&lt;br /&gt;       and extends her hands to the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 21 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;&lt;br /&gt;       for all of them are clothed in scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 22 She makes coverings for her bed;&lt;br /&gt;       she is clothed in fine linen and purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 23 Her husband is respected at the city gate,&lt;br /&gt;       where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 24 She makes linen garments and sells them,&lt;br /&gt;       and supplies the merchants with sashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 25 She is clothed with strength and dignity;&lt;br /&gt;       she can laugh at the days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 26 She speaks with wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;       and faithful instruction is on her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 27 She watches over the affairs of her household&lt;br /&gt;       and does not eat the bread of idleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 28 Her children arise and call her blessed;&lt;br /&gt;       her husband also, and he praises her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 29 &quot;Many women do noble things,&lt;br /&gt;       but you surpass them all.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;&lt;br /&gt;       but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 31 Give her the reward she has earned,&lt;br /&gt;       and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn&#39;t want to be this woman?? I mean she has got it going on.. Vs. 28 Her children get up and call her blessed; so her husband does too, and he praises her. WOW.. I want that I really do. My problem is .. I am HUMAN!! I am a sinner saved by grace. I am far from perfect! But my motives are pure and honest. So I struggle because I don&#39;t feel as if I ever measure up to the bar. But what I have discovered is that it&#39;s okay for me not to be &quot;perfect&quot;, my love for my husband is perfect and that is enough. Of course, I am not going to stop striving to better myself. I think that is a life long job and deserves my attention. My family deserves for me to be ever striving to become better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you may say.. that is all good but what do you do now when you husband is displeased. Well first, I don&#39;t beat myself up with my bad choices or mistakes. What I do is to ask myself why did I do what I did? Then I ask the question, How could I have done things differently? Then I pose the question, what will be your plan of action next time this situation comes up. I like to write it down to hold myself accountable and to put it all into perspective, it works for me.</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2009/02/perfection.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-3808938741477485143</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 02:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-16T21:36:22.291-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">criticism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humbleness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marriage</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pride</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sacarifice</category><title>Pride</title><description>Pride goes before a Fall! I struggle daily with my pride and with how to actually overcome it because a lot of times I don&#39;t think I have that much pride. I do know I am stubborn but I am also humble enough to take criticism from the one I love the most becuase I know He loves me back the most. Therefore, there is no ill will in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wonder how do I become less prideful and have a heart willing for change. Ready for instruction and growth? I feel like I am but do my actions show it? I want the best for my marriage and family. They mean so so very much to me. I would give my life for them! But when someone says... &quot;I would give my life for them&quot; what does that really mean?? Do you really understand what you are saying, that is saying you put them and their needs before your own. In marriage it is trusting God that He has you and giving your husband 1st priority, after God of course.</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2009/02/pride.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-8071838268946490776</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 14:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-12T09:14:55.899-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">concern</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">determination</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humbleness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marriage</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">meekness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">perservance</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">struggle</category><title>When It&#39;s Not Easy</title><description>Marriage is not always a cake walk. It requires so much work and denial of self. That is where I find myself struggling today. I see my love is hurting and needs me to be humble, even if I feel I have done nothing wrong. At this moment what I feel is not a concern, what is a concern is what my love is going through. I see the struggle and the effort to do things right. We both love so much, we hate to have the other person disappointed in anything we do. But what is nice about it, is knowing yeah we might go through a rough patch but that is all it is! It is just a rough patch and we will get through it like we have everything else for over 15 years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain&#39;t Love Amazing!</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-its-not-easy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-4804016278993538776</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 20:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-16T21:12:43.493-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">expectations</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friend</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vulnerablity</category><title>Love and Relationships</title><description>Lately, I have had a lot of conversations with different individuals regarding love and relationships. Mostly the underlying theme tends to be forgiveness,trust and vulnerability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the most important thing that individuals need to realize is that the person you are in a relationship with is HUMAN! They are not perfect and never will be. They will do things to piss you off and hurt you, but they can also bring you joy and laughter into your life. We must learn to be... Vulnerable.. Now say it with me... V-U-L-N-E-R-A-B-L-E. We stay so guarded and the first time someone does something to us that we feel is disrespectful or mean, we lash out to hurt them. Didn&#39;t your momma teach you 2 wrongs don&#39;t make a right? I know my momma did for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships are work if you want them to become something more, or to obtain greatness. Sometimes you have to be humble and swallow that pride. You have to be willing to give of yourself without any expectations of anything else in return. That is real love. Isn&#39;t that what Jesus did for us on the Cross, he loved us by dieing for us without the expectation of anything back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. I know.. you are going to tell me that is hard to do. Sure it is, but nothing worth having was easy to achieve. We as americans look for that instant gratification, especially the generation that was born in the technology error with with a push of a button you can summon your friend to talk to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. Okay.. one more thing and I will get off my soap box. Women, Young ladies.. Please Please stop having all these so called &quot;friends&quot;. They aren&#39;t really your friends like your girls, no you know who I am talking about. These guys you talk to all the time on the phone, who take you out to dinner, you may even venture to go to there house, who knows what you do when you get there, but he&#39;s not your man, he&#39;s just your &quot;friend&quot;. What is that? Give it a rest, stopping spreading yourself all over in these casual relationships that are not going anywhere.</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-and-relationships.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-1103079766695293339</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 23:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-07T19:50:07.912-04:00</atom:updated><title>Hillary is a Fighter</title><description>This is a homemade on the spot video that commemorates Hillary Clinton&#39;s 2008 Primary campaign.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-vg1SYm0UI&#39;&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href=&#39;http://digg.com/comedy/Hillary_is_a_Fighter&#39;&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2008/06/hillary-is-fighter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-3609155093892055582</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 19:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-07T15:24:57.479-04:00</atom:updated><title>Clinton Finally Quits.</title><description>After so many god damn nails in the coffin, she finally quits.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/06/07/clinton.unity/index.html&#39;&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href=&#39;http://digg.com/2008_us_elections/Clinton_Finally_Quits&#39;&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2008/06/clinton-finally-quits.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-3916694934048140858</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 04:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-07T00:51:36.429-04:00</atom:updated><title>Analysis: Why Clinton&amp;#39;s bid failed</title><description>In politics, as in life, there are no sure bets. But Sen. Hillary Clinton came close.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/06/06/clinton.race/index.html&#39;&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href=&#39;http://digg.com/politics/Analysis_Why_Clinton_s_bid_failed&#39;&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2008/06/analysis-why-clinton-bid-failed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-7752229618707423794</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Oct 2007 15:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-11T11:29:20.176-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Amish</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">buggies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cars</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">horses</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">road</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><title>Horse  &amp; Buggy!!</title><description>I saw it with my own two eyes. I wouldn&#39;t have believed it if I hadn&#39;t seen it with my own two eyes.  Horse &amp;amp; Buggy sharing the road with cars, trucks, semi&#39;s.  It&#39;s wild. Where am I? No I am did not travel back in time, I traveled down south to Lawrenceburg, TN. This is Amish country and they are visible. I think it is pretty neat that everyone seems to just go with the flow. No one honks their horn because the horses are going slower, they are respectful of each other. I love it! I took some pictures which I will add when I get back home to show people. Prince Stephen didn&#39;t believe me thought I was kidding so I promised him some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed!!</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2007/10/horse-buggy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-4755378706443153741</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 23:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-01T19:41:25.174-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">green</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jealousy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">monster</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tantrum</category><title>That Green Eye Monster</title><description>I hate it but I am a card carrying member. You wouldn&#39;t know it if you met me. And honestly I would never show it in public, but I am definetely a member. I get that burning sensation in my heart and I get an anger that rises up within me that waits to be released on the next person to cross my path. What causes this??? Well, it could be that my husband is talking to his best friend on the phone and not me. I am selfish too. I think it&#39;s healthy to admit all of this. He knows how I am, can he help it.. NO. It isn&#39;t his problem until I have a tantrum like a two year old because I feel that I am not getting enough attention. Mind you I do get a lot of attention but I tend to want all the attention on me all the time and I don&#39;t share well. I am trying to learn to overcome all of this. I should be able to by now, I am definetely old enough, but I must be on the sliding curve grading method. LMAO. So pray for me that I overcome this Monster. I know I should just let it go.</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2007/10/that-green-eye-monster.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-3734469777674911119</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 16:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-19T13:24:48.313-04:00</atom:updated><title>What&#39;s My Pirate Name??</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI4xf7uIedn9a4E1Oxqm9prny0NB8rN2QsKThs8KmktEsW18fdOdpruggxEfcTOEiDLjNHLMuN0e1ePyN1b_H4c5V3HxCyD-ckgQ9aIvn_RhsAIjke7ZPkse2N8vnD9UXFZ-fp-A8xDjE/s1600-h/flag.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111962043344387378&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI4xf7uIedn9a4E1Oxqm9prny0NB8rN2QsKThs8KmktEsW18fdOdpruggxEfcTOEiDLjNHLMuN0e1ePyN1b_H4c5V3HxCyD-ckgQ9aIvn_RhsAIjke7ZPkse2N8vnD9UXFZ-fp-A8xDjE/s320/flag.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your pirate name is:&lt;br /&gt;Captain Charity Cash&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even though there&#39;s no legal rank on a pirate ship, everyone recognizes you&#39;re the one in charge. You&#39;re musical, and you&#39;ve got a certain style if not flair. You&#39;ll do just fine. Arr! &lt;a id=&quot;piratelink&quot; href=&quot;http://www.piratequiz.com/&quot;&gt;(Seem wrong? Try it again.)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2007/09/whats-my-pirate-name.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI4xf7uIedn9a4E1Oxqm9prny0NB8rN2QsKThs8KmktEsW18fdOdpruggxEfcTOEiDLjNHLMuN0e1ePyN1b_H4c5V3HxCyD-ckgQ9aIvn_RhsAIjke7ZPkse2N8vnD9UXFZ-fp-A8xDjE/s72-c/flag.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-5113184125736084684</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2007 17:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-18T13:50:24.687-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">current news</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">debate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jenna 6</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">republican</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sex sting</category><title>Have We Totally Went Nuts</title><description>I don&#39;t think anyone reads my blogs.. except maybe my twin... but I think I am just writing to be writing, although I do think I make some valid points... Well anyway, this week in the news has been crazy don&#39;t you think? I feel like we as a people are going downhill and fast! Okay for real folks it&#39;s ONLY TUESDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a federal prosecutor arrested for flying to Detroit to allegedly have sex with a 5 YEAR OLD!! I mean as a mother, as a human being this brings tears to my eyes.. Not only that also int the news you have a man arraigned today in the Detroit area for charges he beated and rapid an infant. What is Going ON????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&#39;s move on to Jena 6 this is out and out racism at it&#39;s best and we as a nation are turning a blind eye to it. Yes there are alot of people head to Jena to protest, but there should be more. There should be a protest in the Capital the same time there is one in Jena. We as a people need to stand up and say&quot; Enough is Enough!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to top it off the top 4 Republicans running for President refuse to participate in our debate at our school.. Why is that??? Do they think that the blacks are not important enough, so they don&#39;t have to answer or campaign for our vote! We have to fight back, people!! We have to stand up for what is right!  And right now our country is in turmoil and wrong is happening all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared for my children, sometimes petrified to think of all they will have to deal with growing up. My boys, I stress to them all the time, that America is not pro-you, you are a black boy in the United States, you will have to fight harder to get everything that is owed to you. Life for you will not be easy and as a mother it breaks my heart to know that it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy on us!</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2007/09/have-we-totally-went-nuts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-5605864386928291943</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 03:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-14T23:38:22.607-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">business</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">trip</category><title>My First Business Trip, Part 2</title><description>So I trully feel like an idiot! How do you leave your power cord to your laptop???? I mean come on who does that??? Okay so I need one, do I dare ask someone for one and let them know that I haven&#39;t got a clue?? I mean really, if someone came from a corporate office and told you that they forgot their laptop power cord, what would you think? I would think woah.. they are not all together. So maybe God was humbling me, so I took a deep breath and I asked for a power cord.  Got that over with. Well since this is my first time at one of the plants, I am seriously a little lost at how I want to approach this inventory. I know how I would do it if I was working at the plant level and so I say a quick prayer, that I don&#39;t look stupider then I already do, and I begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I think it went all right, I  mean minus having a flight cancelled on my way home and not having a cell phone to call anyone with. I think it went alright. I even went into the storage place for the plant, where there cob webs and all. I didn&#39;t cry like I wanted to.. I just did my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am ready for my next trip..</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-first-business-trip-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-613462129606426038</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-30T09:24:42.602-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Airplane</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">business</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sleep</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">TSA</category><title>My First Business Trip, Part 1</title><description>I went on my very first business trip, that included getting on and off an airplane, last week.  I was really excited and nervous so I got a restless sleep the night before I was to leave. I wanted to make sure I didn&#39;t miss my flight. I kept having this awful feeling that I would miss it and then I would have to wait to catch a new flight that would be totally booked and the trip would never happened. (Yes I know I have a very active imagination).  I did run into a few snags, which I think I can avoid the next go around. My driver to the airport, couldn&#39;t find me and so I had to call to find out where they were because they were late picking me up and I don&#39;t like being late.  Finally they found there way to my place, Dennis loaded me in the car and we said our goodbye&#39;s and I headed to the airport. Got to the airport and checked in, being that I was half-sleep at 5:30 am  I was barely able to hold a decent conversation with the attended who check me in. I haven&#39;t flown anywhere in so long that I was like in a daze, half-sleep, at the airport. I finally managed to get everything done, and head to TSA (Airport Security) Checkpoint, which I have discovered should be named the &quot;Point of No Return&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I miss the days when you took someone to the airport you could actually walk with them to the Gate, stare out the window at the plane taking off once they had boarded. I got a kick out of it and there was some security in seeing this whole process, well not anymore.  If someone wants to take you to the airport, they might as well just drop you off at the door, what is the purpose of them coming in with you, they can&#39;t get pass TSA without a boarding pass.  So now you are on you own to pass the time until it is time to board the plane and take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally get on the plane, I can&#39;t tell you what happened after that except to say I fell straight asleep. It is worse then being in a car. I can&#39;t help it the minute that plane takes off, I fall straight asleep and not a light sleep, one of those deep sleeps where you are a possible slopberer (okay I know that is not a word, but you get the point). Next thing I know we landed in Chicago and I had to switch planes. Did that fell back asleep... by the time I got to my destination and picked up my rental car, I was in a complete daze. I had forgotten to bring my directions and I had no cell phone, it was crazy. I am blessed with a good sense of direction, which is one thing that I can be sure I got from my Father.  So I get my hotel, check in and then drive to the plant that I am suppose to be at, doing a Physical Inventory of all there assets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally arrive, feeling nervous, a little shaken from the traveling, and hungry.  I sit down to set up my laptop and realize that I have left my power cord back in Michigan....... &lt;strong&gt;To Be Continued..........&lt;/strong&gt;</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-first-business-trip-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-851878242766806425</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 14:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-13T10:46:38.789-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">forgiveness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mother</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">relationships</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">suicide</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wife</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writing</category><title>Me... Write a Book???</title><description>Okay so I keep hearing that I should attempt to write a book. And let me tell you it would be just that an attempt. Sure my life has been quite the ride for a 32 year old. And I have stories upon stories to tell. I am just not sure where to start off. What to say.. what not to say.. I mean it could get pretty nasty and I could make some people very very angry. Okay.. the question is do I really give a care. ( I am trying to work on my language- I can get really foul mouthed at times). I could talk about being a wife and mother at age 19, I could talk about my &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;tumultuous&lt;/span&gt; relationship with my mother, I could talk about being the wife of someone in prison, I could talk about my husband&#39;s crazy family and how I got all twisted up in the drama. I could talk about my spirituality or the lack thereof. I could talk about raising boys with a father in prison and all the emotions they go through. I could talk about suicide, I could talk about redemption, forgiveness, starting over, hope, faith! I could talk about it all. There is not too much I can&#39;t talk about that I haven&#39;t lived through. I guess that is why I am so grateful everyday because I have lived through and I will continue to do so because my faith still holds! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;WoW&lt;/span&gt;!!! Sometimes I even surprise myself with the things I say. Okay... so do I have what it takes to write a book, maybe not the grammar portion of it but I have a whole lot of life to put into it. Until next time!!</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2007/08/me-write-book.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-792083689468345474</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 12:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-13T09:03:18.506-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Airplane</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">atlanta</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">benadryl</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Continental Express</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">flight attendant</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Georgia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">principle</category><title>Baby Benadryl</title><description>Yesterday I read an article about the mom that was booted from the plane because her 19 month old son was babbling. I have read and re-read the article. I have tried my best to comprehend what and why this happened. I have no rationale &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;explanation&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe the flight attendant was having a bad day. Maybe her boyfriend of 5 years broke up with her just that morning and told her that he was getting married this Saturday. It doesn&#39;t really matter what her issue was, she was out of order. When you take a job that serves people, that is what you are to do and not become &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;manipulative&lt;/span&gt; to get your way. Okay so not only did she put the lady off the plane but she told the pilot the lady threatened her. I mean really is that what it has come down to? That if a flight attendant doesn&#39;t like a passenger then they can cry &quot; She threatened me&quot; and get them booted off? Where are the passengers rights? What ensures that we are going to get the service we payed for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I almost forgot... I know as a parent who had three small children there were times you wanted to give your child something to knock them out so you could get some sleep. But I be dog gone that flight attendant told that mother to give her child some baby Benadryl. I think that mother held it together better then me.</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2007/07/baby-benadryl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-46418171401293733</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 13:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-12T10:57:13.800-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blog</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">opinion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">principle</category><title>Who am I?</title><description>I think that I need to blog about who I am and what I am about.  First, let&#39;s clarify, I am not an English major so my grammar will be WRONG at times, but forgive me in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a wife, mother, accountant, and so many other titles.. but does that describe Shay? I don&#39;t think so. I am a strong resilient woman. That’s not to say I haven’t made my share of mistakes, I have made TONS! But I think what makes me stand out from everyone else is that I strive to learn from my mistakes.  I am not materialistic but I am appreciative of nice things. I am very opinionated but respect others opinions.  I am stubborn at times, when I have my mind made up I feel like it’s a matter of principle that I stick with what I decided. That can leave you in a world of trouble.  I also believe that if I ask for your advice does not mean I am obligated to follow it, it means that I ask for your advice but the final decision has and always been mine. People seem to have a real issue with that concept. Too BAD!!  I love to watch sports with my husband, and I really enjoy it and get into it!  I also love music.. all music except house &amp; head banging music, I just can’t get with it.  I love to knit, reading, exercise, playing with my children, snuggling up to my hubby, and too many more to add. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that gives you just a tidbit into who I am and I look forward to seeing you back here at True Freedom again.</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2007/07/who-am-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220143870871576984.post-6443150648371612925</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 20:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-12T09:11:46.653-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">burial</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">N</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NAACP</category><title>Burying the &quot;N&quot; Word..</title><description>I overheard a conversation yesterday that disturbed me to my soul. Two woman of the European persuasion, were discussing the NAACP’s symbolic burial of the “N” word. Basically they felt that there were other words that were considered derogatory to other races , but we were wasting time focusing on this one word. They compared it to the Howard Stern show, one said, “I don’t like Howard Stern but he is still on the air, I just don’t listen to him.” Well, if it was just that simple as turning a deaf ear when you hear a word that has caused deep wounds in our society. As a young black woman, I am very happy that the word was buried, it is something I hope is not resurrected. How hard will that be determines on how we as a people view ourselves… Have we developed the respect for one another that is required. Time will tell.</description><link>http://70timez7.blogspot.com/2007/07/burying-n-word.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shay)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>