<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847</id><updated>2014-10-06T22:16:35.023-05:00</updated><category term="crazy things"/><category term="running"/><category term="Christmas"/><category term="reminiscing"/><category term="Auburn"/><category term="growing up"/><category term="Elizabeth"/><category term="Happy Birthday"/><category term="observations"/><category term="summer"/><category term="Wordless Wednesday"/><category term="recipes"/><category term="Being a Mom"/><category term="soccer"/><category term="30 Day Workout Challenge"/><category term="Fine by 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life</title><subtitle type='html'>memories, living, cooking, home, peace&#xa;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>733</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-8344084402441157769</id><published>2014-06-09T13:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2014-06-09T13:12:44.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom and Dad</title><content type='html'>I don&#39;t want to seem like I&#39;m always down on my parents. &amp;nbsp;They really are good people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just grew up under some pretty difficult circumstances and I don&#39;t think they knew how to be there emotionally for their kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I look at the areas of my growing up where I felt like they were lacking and I&#39;m trying to build on it. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m pretty sure E will have all kinds of baggage from her upbringing to deal with eventually, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom has done more than her share of babysitting for us. &amp;nbsp;She&#39;s shopped for just about everything under the sun with me. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ve had lunches and vacations together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad has found me football tickets when needed, planned trips with the grandkids to Disney World and helped us out with this and that over the years. &amp;nbsp;After I converted to Catholicism, he was looking around on ebay and bought me an old rosary. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s actually the one I use more than any of my others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when it seems like I&#39;m always complaining about my parents, please know they have done some good, too. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/8344084402441157769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=8344084402441157769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/8344084402441157769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/8344084402441157769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2014/06/mom-and-dad.html' title='Mom and Dad'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-8574344148470481241</id><published>2014-06-04T20:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2014-06-04T20:08:32.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ride Home</title><content type='html'>Life changes so quickly some times. &amp;nbsp;There&#39;s no way to stop it. &amp;nbsp;The only thing we can do is learn how to live with our new normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I&#39;ve noticed with E is that she will talk in the car. &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s where I get the majority of my information of what&#39;s going on in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when she was at the school where I work, the 10 minute ride home was a time when I would learn what was going on at school, the current middle school drama/gossip/truths. &amp;nbsp;When life changed a bit and she went to high school, I noticed that at first she didn&#39;t talk so much on that short 5 minute ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fall of her freshman year meant I would pick her up everyday at 3:15. &amp;nbsp;The first thing she would do was pull out her cell phone and go through whatever she felt like she needed to check up on and barely talk. &amp;nbsp;Occasionally, she would open up, but for the most part her mouth was shut. &amp;nbsp;I felt alone, lost not sure what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this to be my new normal? &amp;nbsp;Perhaps. &amp;nbsp;I know I never told my mom or dad anything going on in my high school life. &amp;nbsp;They barely knew the kids I hung out with, they didn&#39;t know the boys I had crushes on, they didn&#39;t know who the kids were that I knew they wouldn&#39;t want me lumped in with, they didn&#39;t know if I had a lot of homework, they didn&#39;t know when I had tests. &amp;nbsp;They really didn&#39;t ask questions or even seem interested. &amp;nbsp;I always felt alone and that I was navigating through high school with out the guidance of my parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the strongest memories I have about opening up to my parents was from &amp;nbsp;the summer right after my sophomore year. &amp;nbsp;I had been on a church choir trip and my group of &quot;friends&quot; were playing a card game on the bus and when I asked to join in, I was told &quot;no.&quot; &amp;nbsp;That was the first time I felt like I didn&#39;t have a friend in the world. &amp;nbsp;These people had been my friends for the past few years. &amp;nbsp;How could they do that to me? &amp;nbsp;Not include me? &amp;nbsp;It was the worst feeling in the world. &amp;nbsp;I sat there, by myself and listened carefully to what they were talking about. &amp;nbsp;At that moment, I realized that my social life was passing me by and the people I considered my friends, really weren&#39;t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I was in the worst mood. &amp;nbsp;I sat on the sofa, told my parents about what happened and cried my eyes out. &amp;nbsp;I was so hurt. &amp;nbsp;And it was like my parents didn&#39;t even care. &amp;nbsp;All my dad said was &quot;it&#39;s ridiculous to cry over not being asked to play a card game. &amp;nbsp;Stop being so emotional.&quot; &amp;nbsp;My mom didn&#39;t say anything. &amp;nbsp;Not even a hug or an encouraging word. &amp;nbsp;I went upstairs and cried myself to sleep that night. &amp;nbsp;I hadn&#39;t seen my parents in two weeks, the trip I had been on ended with me feeling all alone. &amp;nbsp;My arrival had me feeling even more alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that point on I told my mom and dad only enough to get by of what was going on in my social life. &amp;nbsp;If I was going out on the weekends, I would tell them who I was with and where we planned on going, but that was about it. &amp;nbsp;When I got home, I knew my dad would be waiting up and I knew I would have to talk to him.... just so he knew I wasn&#39;t out drinking or anything like that... and I only told him that I had fun and where we had been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I knew this wasn&#39;t the relationship I wanted with my children one day. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to know more. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to help them get through these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, once soccer started for E her freshman and she would stay at school for practice and have the time to catch up on social media and whatever else before she got in my car and I noticed she began to tell me more of what was going on in her life away from me at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned so much more during those last few months of her freshman year. &amp;nbsp;She opened up about the life she had without me at school. &amp;nbsp;And I figured out those precious minutes in the car were such a treasure. &amp;nbsp;Sure, many days it was just me asking a bunch of questions and getting one word answers and others it was her talking the whole time without me getting in a question or a comment, but I think she has learned that I listen, I give fair advice, I care. &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s what teens need to know. &amp;nbsp;We care. &amp;nbsp;Unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in September, E turned 16, got her driver&#39;s license and didn&#39;t get a car for her sweet 16. &amp;nbsp;She and I have shared a car for most of her sophomore year. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ve made it work and I&#39;ve let her have my car quite a bit. &amp;nbsp;But you know what? &amp;nbsp;Whether I&#39;ve picked her up and we are in the car together or she&#39;s had the car and I see her when she gets home, she still tells me about her day, what&#39;s going on in her life and the highs and lows of day. &amp;nbsp;And just like earlier, sometimes I have to ask questions and sometimes she gives me that information freely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents of teens need to figure out the best way to get kids to open up. &amp;nbsp;For me, it was in the car that helped her feel safe to talk. &amp;nbsp;Every kid is different. &amp;nbsp;Girls and boys prefer different ways. &amp;nbsp;I can&#39;t remember where I read the story, but one dad wrote that he and his son would go to a diner for breakfast every Saturday. &amp;nbsp;They would sit at the counter and not really face each other, very little eye contact and the son would open up as they ate their breakfast. &amp;nbsp;That dad figured it out. &amp;nbsp;And that&#39;s what we need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m gong to miss that ride home, but the dinner table or preparing dinner together works just fine, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/8574344148470481241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=8574344148470481241&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/8574344148470481241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/8574344148470481241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2014/06/the-ride-home.html' title='The Ride Home'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-8950553804428944146</id><published>2014-05-30T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2014-05-30T16:01:05.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>After a year and a half, I&#39;m pondering the thought of returning to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? &amp;nbsp;Well, I&#39;m not really sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, parenting a teenager is some of the hardest work I&#39;ve ever done and some of the most rewarding. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m finding that so few former mommy-bloggers talk about it. &amp;nbsp;Not that I ever lumped myself in as a mommy-blogger. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s so fun to blog about the cuddly baby years, the insanity of the toddler years, the school days, the fun parenting times when they are young. &amp;nbsp;But when it gets tough with the teen years, everyone seems to run. &amp;nbsp;No one wants to talk about teens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually love teens. &amp;nbsp;I prefer talking to most of them. &amp;nbsp;I wish more were around my house. &amp;nbsp;But those that I get to talk to, I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love watching E grow into the person God has made her to be. &amp;nbsp;I love seeing that she&#39;s a homebody, she&#39;s not interested in popularity in school and that she has so many little interests that are so different from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also, hate seeing her hurt and sad. &amp;nbsp;And mopey. &amp;nbsp;And lonely. &amp;nbsp;But aren&#39;t all teens like that at some point or another? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m afraid to tell too much of her life or friends..... if you know what I mean. &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t want to broadcast everything out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don&#39;t want to portray our lives as perfect. &amp;nbsp;Because no one&#39;s life is perfect despite how it seems on their blog, instagram or pinterest world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have so many fun things coming up in her last two years of high school..... remember those fun years? &amp;nbsp;I sure do. &amp;nbsp;There are so many big decisions to make. &amp;nbsp;And I feel the need to document that part of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I&#39;ve used this platform to actually remember things, I&#39;m considering giving it a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, I think as moms we want to remember it all in the chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can I keep my quest of a simple life during this part of my life?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/8950553804428944146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=8950553804428944146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/8950553804428944146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/8950553804428944146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2014/05/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-6063423387545824637</id><published>2012-10-29T15:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-10-29T15:43:57.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>Well, I thought about giving up blogging all together, but I guess I can&#39;t seem to do it as this blog has become a diary of my family life, my thoughts, my goals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a new let&#39;s-get-healthy blog and I really haven&#39;t been writing there either, but that is what I need to do. &amp;nbsp;I need to keep up with these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason I haven&#39;t blogged is because I felt weird about putting my high schooler&#39;s life out here for all to see. &amp;nbsp;I mean, that last thing I would have wanted was for my mom to be putting my life out on the internet. &amp;nbsp;So, I asked E about what she thought and she didn&#39;t mind. &amp;nbsp;So, while she still doesn&#39;t mind I will. &amp;nbsp;But the moment she asks me not to, I&#39;m done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let&#39;s see what&#39;s been going on here......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gd9gD9v0GVQ/UI7k9W5AmFI/AAAAAAAAEC0/Vy25onEW1R0/s1600/IMG_9027.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;438&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gd9gD9v0GVQ/UI7k9W5AmFI/AAAAAAAAEC0/Vy25onEW1R0/s640/IMG_9027.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... we celebrated my parents 50th wedding anniversary. &amp;nbsp;It was a lovely dinner and we were so happy to all be together since that doesn&#39;t happen too often. &amp;nbsp;My parents were so happy, too.... which made me happy. &amp;nbsp;Happy, happy, happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put together a slideshow for the night..... the pictures of all of us when we were younger are a riot. &amp;nbsp;I love them.... and may have to share them one day on here. &amp;nbsp;Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZS6E_88WjCs/UI7lmnPzK5I/AAAAAAAAEDA/KKSRlfYdnA0/s1600/IMG_9036.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZS6E_88WjCs/UI7lmnPzK5I/AAAAAAAAEDA/KKSRlfYdnA0/s640/IMG_9036.jpg&quot; width=&quot;426&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... E started high school. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ve already finished the first quarter and I&#39;m happy to report she&#39;s transitioned pretty well. &amp;nbsp;Her grades are good and she&#39;s made a lot of new friends. &amp;nbsp;But it all hasn&#39;t been great. &amp;nbsp;I had warned her this summer that friends would change..... and boy did some of them change. &amp;nbsp;For a solid week, she would get in the car after school and cry because some kids would act like they didn&#39;t even know her... you know the ones who think they are just too cool to hang out with you anymore. &amp;nbsp;Well, that&#39;s when she took the time to really try to make new friends. &amp;nbsp;And now, she&#39;s so happy, she doesn&#39;t give the other girls a second thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching your child so upset and&amp;nbsp;distraught is terrible. &amp;nbsp;It reminded me that high school doesn&#39;t change, those same kids are there and I wouldn&#39;t want to re-live high school. &amp;nbsp;It also, made me ponder the question.... which is harder? &amp;nbsp;Going through it yourself or watching your daughter go through it? &amp;nbsp;I think we all know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i73KGuk68fs/UI7nO_u0nzI/AAAAAAAAEDI/Yvl7HT5-FPM/s1600/IMG_9052.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i73KGuk68fs/UI7nO_u0nzI/AAAAAAAAEDI/Yvl7HT5-FPM/s640/IMG_9052.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... E turned 15. &amp;nbsp;She had a party and it rained....... a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she got her learner&#39;s permit. &amp;nbsp;Oh, boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ran for Student Council Representative. &amp;nbsp;She didn&#39;t make it, but she wants to run again for her Sophomore year. &amp;nbsp;It makes me proud that she doesn&#39;t just give up. &amp;nbsp;And I love that she likes to be involved at school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a juicer and all three of us enjoy juicing. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s slowly becoming a part of our lives. &amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t even look for recipes anymore. &amp;nbsp;I just use what we have on hand and for the most part, my concoctions have been yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E had soccer tryouts last week for the high school team and made it. &amp;nbsp;Conditioning starts next week..... right when club soccer is ending. &amp;nbsp;Oh, I wish we could have a short break....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve been going to yoga and trying to run and trying to lose weight. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s all going pretty well. &amp;nbsp;You can read all about that part of my life &lt;a href=&quot;http://thehealthylifefofsusan.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that&#39;s what&#39;s been up over here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I&#39;m back blogging....... for the time being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/6063423387545824637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=6063423387545824637&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/6063423387545824637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/6063423387545824637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/10/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gd9gD9v0GVQ/UI7k9W5AmFI/AAAAAAAAEC0/Vy25onEW1R0/s72-c/IMG_9027.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-8637134425696130712</id><published>2012-07-18T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-07-18T00:30:00.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eV1vvADKIMI/UAYd4CWH6oI/AAAAAAAAD-c/KG8swJiNXE8/s1600/firstdance.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eV1vvADKIMI/UAYd4CWH6oI/AAAAAAAAD-c/KG8swJiNXE8/s640/firstdance.jpg&quot; width=&quot;454&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Twenty years ago today, I got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Twenty years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;That&#39;s a long time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And feels just like yesterday at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I figured I&#39;d celebrate by listing the TWENTY things I&#39;ve learned about marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;Marriage is hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;You have to wake up every single day and decide to stay married.... obviously many people do not do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;As our Priest, Father Muller, says, &quot;Marriage isn&#39;t a 50/50 deal, you have to be willing to give 100% and expect nothing in return.&quot; &amp;nbsp;Ain&#39;t that the truth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;Marriage will humble you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;You should definitely marry someone you like to be with, someone who makes you laugh, someone you can talk to..... because passion isn&#39;t everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;It definitely takes more energy to be mad at your spouse than to love them.... and it will exhaust you. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sometimes it&#39;s just easier to say, &quot;I&#39;m sorry&quot; first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;Once you have kids, you should still put your spouse before your kids... not ALL the time, but MOST of the time. &amp;nbsp;God, Husband, Kids... in that order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;8. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ve all heard it, but it&#39;s worth repeating- A wedding lasts one day, a marriage lasts a lifetime. &amp;nbsp;Make sure you want the marriage and not just the wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;9. &amp;nbsp;Marriage isn&#39;t for selfish people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;10. &amp;nbsp;Outside hobbies are not a bad thing, you just need to balance it within your marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;11. &amp;nbsp;Not all marriages are the same. &amp;nbsp;Don&#39;t compare yours to another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;12. &amp;nbsp;You have to tell each other &quot;I love you&quot; every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;13. &amp;nbsp;The passion you have when you are first married will fade.... you don&#39;t think it will, but it will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;14. &amp;nbsp;Marriage is a fun ride most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;15. &amp;nbsp;Be the giver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;16. &amp;nbsp;Don&#39;t assume your spouse can read your mind..... they can&#39;t. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;17. &amp;nbsp;Marriage will change you.... for the better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;18. &amp;nbsp;Communication is key in a marriage. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;19. &amp;nbsp;Marriage is a puzzle and you have to keep figuring out a way to solve it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;20. &amp;nbsp;Having a long marriage is the most awesome thing you will ever do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll leave you with this last question.... which is bigger my sleeves or my mom&#39;s hair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qc4TM4z5Oo/UAYenQ6J9XI/AAAAAAAAD-k/wC8wugdj3Hs/s1600/meandmomwedding.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;636&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qc4TM4z5Oo/UAYenQ6J9XI/AAAAAAAAD-k/wC8wugdj3Hs/s640/meandmomwedding.jpg&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eV1vvADKIMI/UAYd4CWH6oI/AAAAAAAAD-c/KG8swJiNXE8/s72-c/firstdance.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-5219044174347399557</id><published>2012-06-26T13:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-26T13:44:22.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise at the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Last week, we were at the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The weather was beautiful.... even on the chilly side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I actually had to purchase a long sleeved t-shirt to wear in the mornings and evenings. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Steve and I set the alarm just about every morning to watch sunrise. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Yes, we were sitting on the beach by 6:30 to greet the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;With coffee in hand, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;One morning it was particularly gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5wsJLWNIJA/T-n5QW6rqlI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/QYXv6bOS-iM/s1600/IMG_8682.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r5wsJLWNIJA/T-n5QW6rqlI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/QYXv6bOS-iM/s640/IMG_8682.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;(not one bit of editing to these photos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Other than the guy walking the beach in the pictures, we were just about the only people experiencing the beginning of a new day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So many people miss the magnificent display that God creates for us each and every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sure, I love to watch sunset, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sunset is my favorite time of day to sit and sip on a beer.... ahhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But nothing compares to the sunrise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The start of a new day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A new day of opportunities to find all kinds of special treasures that God gives us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;It amazes me how quickly the sun rises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But once it&#39;s up, it seems like it stands still, just floating in the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Another one of God&#39;s miracles, I guess.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;And it could be that I have such a great spot to watch sunrise as compared to sunset on our island that I prefer sunrise at the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;But to be honest, I like every moment on the beach..... sitting, relaxing, pondering life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Which do you prefer, sunrise or sunset?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/5219044174347399557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=5219044174347399557&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/5219044174347399557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/5219044174347399557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/06/sunrise-at-beach.html' title='Sunrise at the Beach'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BMtVXqhvyd8/T-n4pwBIanI/AAAAAAAAD9A/FmmOBp0V1ss/s72-c/IMG_8644.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-2644438689301734384</id><published>2012-06-19T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-19T00:30:00.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Salad Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Forget Shark Week..... we had Salad Week at our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I tried to make a different salad every night... but a couple lasted 2 nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;What screams summer more than salad? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;OK, maybe ice cream..... or&amp;nbsp;popsicles..... or something with peaches or blueberries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But, I digress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;We liked all of these salads..... I&#39;ll be making them again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Definitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3vPed40FFg/T9vFOWfECdI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/fyvHbcx1UsI/s1600/IMG_1610.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3vPed40FFg/T9vFOWfECdI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/fyvHbcx1UsI/s320/IMG_1610.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mybakingaddiction.com/greek-pasta-salad-recipe/&quot;&gt;Greek Pasta Salad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8CZ0taD3q0/T9vFp52c2PI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/l4yxFSOFPfY/s1600/IMG_1644.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8CZ0taD3q0/T9vFp52c2PI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/l4yxFSOFPfY/s320/IMG_1644.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://iowagirleats.com/2012/06/04/panzanella-with-cucumbers-pickled-onions/&quot;&gt;Perfect Summer Panzanella&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0fgpShl-PPY/T9vGU239QVI/AAAAAAAAD8g/8FKfsEpwghA/s1600/IMG_1652.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0fgpShl-PPY/T9vGU239QVI/AAAAAAAAD8g/8FKfsEpwghA/s320/IMG_1652.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.howsweeteats.com/2012/06/thai-crunch-chicken-salad/&quot;&gt;Thai Crunch Chicken Salad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gRADOKQadnE/T9vEqvh-McI/AAAAAAAAD8I/7dQDKRnwUb8/s1600/IMG_1632.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gRADOKQadnE/T9vEqvh-McI/AAAAAAAAD8I/7dQDKRnwUb8/s320/IMG_1632.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And this last one is one of my favorites! &amp;nbsp;I stole the recipe from my friend, Leah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Chopped Romaine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sliced Green Onions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Strawberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Mandarin Oranges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sliced Almonds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Tarragon Vinegar Dressing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;1/4 cup canola oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;2 Tbsp. tarragon vinegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;2 Tbsp. sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;1/2 tsp hot sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;1/2 tsp salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s so delicious with grilled chicken in the summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/2644438689301734384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=2644438689301734384&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/2644438689301734384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/2644438689301734384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/06/salad-week.html' title='Salad Week'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3vPed40FFg/T9vFOWfECdI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/fyvHbcx1UsI/s72-c/IMG_1610.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-7070524768365251987</id><published>2012-06-17T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-17T00:30:01.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Years Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JbJralUcv9I/T9vDVxpZECI/AAAAAAAAD8A/41fKZSANQsE/s1600/29187_1478584162294_1164478400_1348226_1393821_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JbJralUcv9I/T9vDVxpZECI/AAAAAAAAD8A/41fKZSANQsE/s640/29187_1478584162294_1164478400_1348226_1393821_n.jpg&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;It was June 17, 1990.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Father&#39;s Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Just like today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;These two went out on their first date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And have lived pretty happily ever after since.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/7070524768365251987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=7070524768365251987&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/7070524768365251987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/7070524768365251987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/06/22-years-ago.html' title='22 Years Ago'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JbJralUcv9I/T9vDVxpZECI/AAAAAAAAD8A/41fKZSANQsE/s72-c/29187_1478584162294_1164478400_1348226_1393821_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-4201562412446469633</id><published>2012-06-12T20:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-12T20:40:56.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Few Things</title><content type='html'>*** I&#39;ve&amp;nbsp;consistently&amp;nbsp;been running or practicing yoga daily this summer. &amp;nbsp;I know that&#39;s not huge to you, but it is to me. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve always been one of those runners who quits when it gets too hot out. &amp;nbsp;Total slacker right her, for sure. &amp;nbsp;Every summer, I would take time off. &amp;nbsp;I would still set my alarm nice and early before it got too hot, but would still think it was too hot and I&#39;d always just quit and wait for it to get cooler in the fall. &amp;nbsp;Today, I laced up my shoes and went for a run.... I actually loved the heat. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m sorry, but I&#39;m finding that awesome. &amp;nbsp;And making it to a 90 minute yoga class 3/4/5 times a week isn&#39;t easy, either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNUUrUyiitw/T9frEgBkG_I/AAAAAAAAD7U/sIo_hV7ukm8/s1600/IMG_1692.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNUUrUyiitw/T9frEgBkG_I/AAAAAAAAD7U/sIo_hV7ukm8/s320/IMG_1692.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Because I tweeted about my sweaty, hot, humid run, my twitter/blogging friend, &lt;a href=&quot;http://runjenhrun.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt;, told me I was a b@d@ss. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve never been called b@d@ss before..... I kinda like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** This summer, I&#39;ve introduced Elizabeth to a few movies that she can&#39;t go through life without watching..... &lt;i&gt;Ferris Bueller&#39;s Day off &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;Sixteen Candles &lt;/i&gt;started it off. &amp;nbsp;At first, she was quite&amp;nbsp;apprehensive&amp;nbsp;about them.... she actually said that they didn&#39;t look interesting. &amp;nbsp;(I know, it was like she stabbed me in the heart with that one.) &amp;nbsp;I told her to watch 10 minutes, if she wasn&#39;t crazy about the movie, she could leave. &amp;nbsp;She stayed. &amp;nbsp;She laughed. &amp;nbsp;She fell in love with Jake Ryan, too. &amp;nbsp;*swoon* &amp;nbsp;We had some bonding time. &amp;nbsp;Sunday night, after a couple of years of me begging, she finally decided it was time to watch &lt;i&gt;Star Wars. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes, it made me happy. &amp;nbsp;I got to enjoy one of my first crushes......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eer8eYTSOFI/T9fqAX51hZI/AAAAAAAAD7M/SqfBglRc7oc/s1600/IMG_1680.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eer8eYTSOFI/T9fqAX51hZI/AAAAAAAAD7M/SqfBglRc7oc/s320/IMG_1680.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... yes, that would be Han Solo, not Chewbacca. &amp;nbsp;Since watching this movie in the theater back in 1978, I&#39;ve always loved Harrison Ford. &amp;nbsp;*sigh* &amp;nbsp;I still love him today. &amp;nbsp;Oh, and Elizabeth enjoyed the &lt;i&gt;Star Wars&lt;/i&gt; movies, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** I&#39;m working on eating my weight in cherries this summer.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOUUXYAfOUo/T9fsBW95wUI/AAAAAAAAD7c/JnTgySkc5SM/s1600/IMG_1686.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOUUXYAfOUo/T9fsBW95wUI/AAAAAAAAD7c/JnTgySkc5SM/s320/IMG_1686.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... as I try every summer. &amp;nbsp;I might achieve that goal this year. &amp;nbsp;They have been sooooo yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** In my &lt;a href=&quot;http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/06/milestones-never-get-easy.html&quot;&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt;, I mentioned a friend texted that she saw Elizabeth at the hospital. &amp;nbsp;She was excited to actually make the blog, but was a little disappointed that I didn&#39;t mention her name. &amp;nbsp;Well Andrea, how about I show a picture of your text, too......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VHc19gG_JbM/T9fsn2wyreI/AAAAAAAAD7s/lJrTgjVCshY/s1600/IMG_1685.PNG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VHc19gG_JbM/T9fsn2wyreI/AAAAAAAAD7s/lJrTgjVCshY/s320/IMG_1685.PNG&quot; width=&quot;213&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... anything to make one of Elizabeth&#39;s favorite teachers happy! &amp;nbsp;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Friday night, Steve and I were at the bookstore. &amp;nbsp;I picked up this book and started reading.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iHqP7WqgQHY/T9ftl7a_hYI/AAAAAAAAD70/flracJurDYU/s1600/IMG_1661.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iHqP7WqgQHY/T9ftl7a_hYI/AAAAAAAAD70/flracJurDYU/s320/IMG_1661.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... I debated whether to purchase it or not. &amp;nbsp;I figured I&#39;d think about it. &amp;nbsp;By the time I got home I was wishing I had taken the plunge. &amp;nbsp;So I logged on and it&#39;s now on my Nook. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m enjoying it. &amp;nbsp;A lot of it is common sense, but it&#39;s written in &quot;my&quot; language...... which means it makes sense and is an easy read. &amp;nbsp;For once, things are clicking in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What other movies do you think we should watch this summer?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever been called a b@d@ss before?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you read &lt;i&gt;The Skinny Rules&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/4201562412446469633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=4201562412446469633&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/4201562412446469633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/4201562412446469633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/06/just-few-things.html' title='Just A Few Things'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNUUrUyiitw/T9frEgBkG_I/AAAAAAAAD7U/sIo_hV7ukm8/s72-c/IMG_1692.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-6542126578174394643</id><published>2012-06-11T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-12T15:38:22.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones Never Get Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-xn3PlzB3Q/T9ZKhsMD8oI/AAAAAAAAD60/U1wY4KntZEc/s1600/IMG_8512.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-xn3PlzB3Q/T9ZKhsMD8oI/AAAAAAAAD60/U1wY4KntZEc/s640/IMG_8512.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Watching your children grow up never gets easy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;You get excited when they&#39;re babies and roll over, cut teeth, take first steps, sleep through the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Then, as they get a little older, you look back and become sad that those things are over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Even when they are teens you feel the same things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Last night, I set the alarm for 6:15am. &amp;nbsp;Yes, for a Monday morning during summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I dragged myself out of bed and climbed the stairs to wake Elizabeth up.... it was her first day to volunteer at Children&#39;s Hospital of Alabama. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s been a long process of applying for the position, getting&amp;nbsp;recommendations&amp;nbsp;from teachers, writing an essay, being interviewed and finally getting word that she made the cut. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;It was much like getting a job.... only she doesn&#39;t get paid in money, she&#39;s getting paid in experience. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And if she really wants to be a doctor, she&#39;s gong to find out what it&#39;s really like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;We left the house at 7:30am and I dropped her off at the front door at 7:45am. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I felt the same way I felt on her first day of kindergarten. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Was she going to be ok? &amp;nbsp;Will her supervisor like her? &amp;nbsp;Will she do a good job? &amp;nbsp;Will she like her lunch? &amp;nbsp;What if she needs me? &amp;nbsp;Will she get along with everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my yoga class, I had a text from a friend who just happened to be at the hospital and saw Elizabeth.... she said she seemed happy, smiling, official.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;It doesn&#39;t get any easier... this parenting thing. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;You still worry.... and they need you less. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s hard. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s trying. &amp;nbsp;It makes you cry all the time.... well, maybe that&#39;s just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But, boy, do they make you pound, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And excited for what&#39;s to come in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYhdU_ezPuM/T9ZKxoCaXfI/AAAAAAAAD7A/hpSp6WPXql8/s1600/IMG_8510.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYhdU_ezPuM/T9ZKxoCaXfI/AAAAAAAAD7A/hpSp6WPXql8/s640/IMG_8510.JPG&quot; width=&quot;426&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m not sure it&#39;s appropriate to tell her she looks adorable in scrubs or not. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/6542126578174394643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=6542126578174394643&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/6542126578174394643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/6542126578174394643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/06/milestones-never-get-easy.html' title='Milestones Never Get Easy'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-xn3PlzB3Q/T9ZKhsMD8oI/AAAAAAAAD60/U1wY4KntZEc/s72-c/IMG_8512.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-3227394013399093902</id><published>2012-06-07T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-07T08:22:28.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Takin&#39; It To The Streets</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.runningday.org/&quot;&gt;National Running Day&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that it&#39;s just a few days after &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/06/01/national-donut-day-2012-free-donut_n_1562711.html&quot;&gt;National Donut Day&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence? &amp;nbsp;Well, that&#39;s not for me to decide, now is it? &amp;nbsp;But, I&#39;m thinking there is a connection, for sure! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe next should be National Drink a Beer Day since it&#39;s so nice to have a beer after a run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, now I&#39;m just talking nonsense.... well, more than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to dust off these....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6iLIL5CEec/T9CgrTeNIDI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/9LmqvLoelMQ/s1600/IMG_1635.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6iLIL5CEec/T9CgrTeNIDI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/9LmqvLoelMQ/s640/IMG_1635.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... and boy were they dusty...... and go for a run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like how my socks match my shoes? &amp;nbsp;Totally didn&#39;t plan that. &amp;nbsp;At. All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it slow and concentrated on my form. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;i&gt;several&lt;/i&gt; weeks off, it felt so good to be back out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seriously, felt like I hadn&#39;t taken a running break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I&#39;m thinking there really is something to all this yoga I&#39;ve been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knee was pain-free and didn&#39;t get tight at all.....&lt;i&gt; yea!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it&#39;s so hard to decide which running hat to wear.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZkR7GedSaY/T9CjelJdMKI/AAAAAAAAD6o/si8K8ZDMWKU/s1600/IMG_1636.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZkR7GedSaY/T9CjelJdMKI/AAAAAAAAD6o/si8K8ZDMWKU/s640/IMG_1636.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;..... &lt;/i&gt;I&#39;m not a huge fan of running hats, but sometimes you just gotta block the sun from your eyes. &amp;nbsp;I opted to run sans running hat and ended up regretting it. &amp;nbsp;The sun was blinding at certain points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I love black running clothes......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_aiZ8i1LoiY/T9CivVlFVdI/AAAAAAAAD6g/qStoO6zb_w4/s1600/IMG_1637.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_aiZ8i1LoiY/T9CivVlFVdI/AAAAAAAAD6g/qStoO6zb_w4/s640/IMG_1637.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... especially when it&#39;s hot out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know black is slimming and all and I really need all the help I can get, but man alive, I need some lighter running clothes because I was hot when I returned back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran a nice 2.5 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so good to be back on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I&#39;m a runner..... again.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/3227394013399093902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=3227394013399093902&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/3227394013399093902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/3227394013399093902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/06/takin-it-to-streets.html' title='Takin&#39; It To The Streets'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6iLIL5CEec/T9CgrTeNIDI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/9LmqvLoelMQ/s72-c/IMG_1635.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-2591559348572322115</id><published>2012-06-05T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-05T20:45:10.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beach Read</title><content type='html'>I love Mary Kay Andrews. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when she stopped by our school and I met her.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-caEvNogP0Qk/T860fzopYfI/AAAAAAAAD6E/lt57f9tJVPE/s1600/IMG_8496.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-caEvNogP0Qk/T860fzopYfI/AAAAAAAAD6E/lt57f9tJVPE/s640/IMG_8496.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... you can read about that &lt;a href=&quot;http://slmward.blogspot.com/2010/04/full-stalker-mode_14.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last week she tweeted me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb5iNTjllH0/T861Y694uFI/AAAAAAAAD6M/qI3N1IhdzYA/s1600/IMG_1588.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb5iNTjllH0/T861Y694uFI/AAAAAAAAD6M/qI3N1IhdzYA/s640/IMG_1588.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... gosh, I love her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I won&#39;t be able to make any of her book tour stops.... darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, her new book came out today and I stopped by the bookstore to purchase my beach read.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAMO_xZoEKg/T86y61atRoI/AAAAAAAAD58/j042oRZzi4A/s1600/IMG_1631.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAMO_xZoEKg/T86y61atRoI/AAAAAAAAD58/j042oRZzi4A/s640/IMG_1631.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... now, I just have to wait for my beach trip to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&#39;m not good at waiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/2591559348572322115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=2591559348572322115&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/2591559348572322115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/2591559348572322115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/06/my-beach-read.html' title='My Beach Read'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-caEvNogP0Qk/T860fzopYfI/AAAAAAAAD6E/lt57f9tJVPE/s72-c/IMG_8496.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-8307690004659878546</id><published>2012-06-04T07:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-04T08:42:34.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8mJrRqW7GWE/T8yi2gA6fAI/AAAAAAAAD5w/qHmarNHLxho/s1600/oh-bikram.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8mJrRqW7GWE/T8yi2gA6fAI/AAAAAAAAD5w/qHmarNHLxho/s640/oh-bikram.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;212&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I about died when I saw this on Pintrest because it&#39;s so true. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;To be honest, I feel so great before I leave the house for class.... all cute and slim..... then I get to class and feel frumpy and gross compared to some of the &quot;seasoned&quot; veterans. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But then I remember why I&#39;m doing yoga. &amp;nbsp;I can already notice all kinds of changes in my body and I am loving it. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s not coming easy, but it&#39;s working. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I just need to be patient and remember you get out of it what you put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks Hubs for making it possible for me to practice yoga.... it&#39;s not cheap and a huge time commitment and I love it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/8307690004659878546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=8307690004659878546&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/8307690004659878546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/8307690004659878546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/06/yep.html' title='Yep!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8mJrRqW7GWE/T8yi2gA6fAI/AAAAAAAAD5w/qHmarNHLxho/s72-c/oh-bikram.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-8652070159089978506</id><published>2012-05-31T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-31T20:46:13.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to Summer</title><content type='html'>June 1st is tomorrow.... or today... depending on when you&#39;re reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that I flipped my calendar and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k0k7Ih-MK44/T8gMnRg-2fI/AAAAAAAAD4c/Ew0N1Q_FbDw/s1600/IMG_8498.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k0k7Ih-MK44/T8gMnRg-2fI/AAAAAAAAD4c/Ew0N1Q_FbDw/s640/IMG_8498.jpg&quot; width=&quot;426&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... it&#39;s so.... so empty. &amp;nbsp;That makes me giddy! &amp;nbsp;A month with very little to do. &amp;nbsp;Ahhhhhhh. &amp;nbsp;Are you the same way? &amp;nbsp;Does an empty calendar make you that happy? &amp;nbsp;I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else I love about all of this extra time is cooking. &amp;nbsp;Well, I cook very simple meals during the summer, but I love that I have the time to eat healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we had one of my favorites...... salad and homemade bread. &amp;nbsp;Oh yum! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I made one of my favorite salad dressings. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s from a&amp;nbsp;restaurant&amp;nbsp;in town and I love their Friday Special Salad, but I make the dressing and use it for just about any salad. &amp;nbsp;You&#39;re so lucky because I&#39;m going to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taziki&#39;s Balsamic&amp;nbsp;Vinaigrette&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons fresh thyme, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon shallot, minced&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup balsamic vinegar&lt;br /&gt;Juice from one lemon&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon Dijon mustard&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups blended olive oil&lt;br /&gt;Salt and pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix thyme, shallots, balsamic vinegar, lemon, sugar, Dijon mustard. Slowly whisk in oil. Add salt and pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5-X7rfpB6V4/T8gPxrrOTGI/AAAAAAAAD4s/CXkzBujLV_8/s1600/IMG_8502.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5-X7rfpB6V4/T8gPxrrOTGI/AAAAAAAAD4s/CXkzBujLV_8/s640/IMG_8502.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tossed the greens with some grape tomatoes and a sliced up cucumber from my garden, red onion and feta cheese. &amp;nbsp;Then drizzled a tiny bit more dressing and sprinkled some chopped basil from my garden, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paired the salad with&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ahintofhoney.com/2011/04/rosemary-olive-oil-bread.html&quot;&gt;this bread recipe&lt;/a&gt; and it was delicious. &amp;nbsp;I love drinking a little wine while baking bread......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2hUYZvNCqYU/T8gQ2MZWItI/AAAAAAAAD48/cKV1LtGt0Ag/s1600/IMG_8501.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2hUYZvNCqYU/T8gQ2MZWItI/AAAAAAAAD48/cKV1LtGt0Ag/s640/IMG_8501.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... well, the bread maker does most of the work, but I still love sipping on my wine with the aroma of fresh baked bread&amp;nbsp;wafting&amp;nbsp;in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what a lovely meal it was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gKctpaxB-g/T8gQeB7LAYI/AAAAAAAAD40/3rM9_5cvg24/s1600/IMG_8505.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gKctpaxB-g/T8gQeB7LAYI/AAAAAAAAD40/3rM9_5cvg24/s640/IMG_8505.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I love is clipping some fresh herbs and just having them in the kitchen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gODAnVpfshE/T8gTH92vnQI/AAAAAAAAD5I/tHhGBp93m-c/s1600/IMG_8499.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gODAnVpfshE/T8gTH92vnQI/AAAAAAAAD5I/tHhGBp93m-c/s640/IMG_8499.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... and using them in my recipes. &amp;nbsp;It smells so fresh and I love that...... just snip a few things I&#39;m going to need that night and keep them on hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh, I love summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/05/things-im-lovinghating-right-now.html&quot;&gt;Last post&lt;/a&gt;, I mentioned I had found a few healthy eating sites that I really like and a few commenters asked if I&#39;d share them, so here ya go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://iowagirleats.com/&quot;&gt;Iowa Girl Eats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ohsheglows.com/&quot;&gt;Oh She Glows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.eatingwell.com/recipes_menus&quot;&gt;Eating Well&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.skinnytaste.com/&quot;&gt;Skinny Taste&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.wholeliving.com/eat-well&quot;&gt;Whole Living&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.100daysofrealfood.com/&quot;&gt;100 Days of Real Food&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have some healthy eating sites I need to know about?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/8652070159089978506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=8652070159089978506&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/8652070159089978506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/8652070159089978506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/05/ode-to-summer.html' title='An Ode to Summer'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k0k7Ih-MK44/T8gMnRg-2fI/AAAAAAAAD4c/Ew0N1Q_FbDw/s72-c/IMG_8498.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-1755537489410347218</id><published>2012-05-30T18:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-31T20:58:40.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I&#39;m Loving/Hating Right Now</title><content type='html'>Loving that..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;it&#39;s summer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beer tastes better in the summer...... as does wine and several other drinks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to the pool today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when I put on last years bathing suit, it felt loose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I&#39;ve planned all these awesome summer meals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there&#39;s a new popsicle place in town.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don&#39;t feel the need to be at the pool with Elizabeth anymore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;soon, I&#39;ll be at the beach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;while at the beach, I may have the opportunity to meet a blog friend who will be on the same island the exact same week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have all the time in the world for yoga now..... I&#39;m loving morning classes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don&#39;t feel the need to flat iron my hair..... I&#39;m apologizing in advance if you see me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I&#39;ve found some awesome healthy eating blogs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my vegetable garden is flourishing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the farmer&#39;s market at the end of my street starts this Saturday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I found most of Elizabeth&#39;s school books online for cheap.... yep, we have to purchase our books like in college.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when Elizabeth&#39;s biology and world history books arrived, she sat and flipped through them and read them like she can&#39;t wait for school to start.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hating that.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hubs dislocated his shoulder last week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I may have to learn to mow the lawn thanks to the above injury.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my old skin doesn&#39;t tan very well anymore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there&#39;s a new popsicle place in town.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don&#39;t feel the need to be at the pool with Elizabeth anymore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;although my bathing suit seemed looser, my boobs seemed saggier.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven&#39;t snapped a single picture this week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven&#39;t had a decent yoga class in a couple weeks... I keep getting really dizzy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elizabeth moaned when she found out her summer reading is &quot;To Kill A Mockingbird&quot; by Harper Lee AND &quot;Gift and Mystery&quot; by Pope John Paul II.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it&#39;s already so hot.... what in the world will August be like?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven&#39;t been running in a while.... I may remedy that tomorrow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/1755537489410347218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=1755537489410347218&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/1755537489410347218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/1755537489410347218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/05/things-im-lovinghating-right-now.html' title='Things I&#39;m Loving/Hating Right Now'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-1013591888046288912</id><published>2012-05-28T13:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-28T13:07:58.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Front Door Decor</title><content type='html'>Earlier this holiday weekend, I made my way up to the attic and pulled out my front door decor for summer.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7s9MUFQll8/T8O99vl09OI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/K9Sq8JiAdhA/s1600/IMG_9029.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7s9MUFQll8/T8O99vl09OI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/K9Sq8JiAdhA/s640/IMG_9029.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... and I thought I&#39;d tell you how I made it. &amp;nbsp;You can go &lt;a href=&quot;http://slmward.blogspot.com/2010/06/sprucing-up-front-door-for-summer.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to find out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Memorial Day...... or Happy Unofficial Beginning of Summer.... or as we like to call it here in Alabama, Happy First Weekend of Summer Break! &amp;nbsp;Yep, schools out for summer!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/1013591888046288912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=1013591888046288912&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/1013591888046288912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/1013591888046288912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/05/summer-front-door-decor.html' title='Summer Front Door Decor'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L7s9MUFQll8/T8O99vl09OI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/K9Sq8JiAdhA/s72-c/IMG_9029.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-650559041333418293</id><published>2012-05-26T11:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-26T11:24:14.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I&#39;ve Been Up To.... Or Why The Blogging Break</title><content type='html'>After my last post, I decided to take a little blogging break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only meant to take a couple of weeks..... which turned into six weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I&#39;d like to thank everyone who emailed and facebooked me wondering if I&#39;ve given up blogging all together and didn&#39;t say anything. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s very nice to be missed and that people actually read this little blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, what I&#39;ve been up to........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I started the break as a way to try to manage my time a little better. &amp;nbsp;Sure, blogging really doesn&#39;t take up that much of my time, but reading blogs.... well, that sure does. &amp;nbsp;I knew I had a lot of big things coming up and I knew I needed to take care of me a little better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve and I figured out a way for me to keep doing Bikram yoga and keep the house going. &amp;nbsp;Once soccer and track were over, it was easier for me to make the 4:30 class and come home and make dinner. &amp;nbsp;Now, that summer is here, I have so much more&amp;nbsp;flexibility for class times. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m excited about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the beginning of May, Elizabeth got confirmed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6SM-mol7lMM/T8D5pPFJAvI/AAAAAAAAD3E/bg3xBYaTo6s/s1600/IMG_8070.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6SM-mol7lMM/T8D5pPFJAvI/AAAAAAAAD3E/bg3xBYaTo6s/s640/IMG_8070.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Elizabeth with her confirmation sponsor and Bishop Baker.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It was such a special night spent with classmates, friends and family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that week, Elizabeth and her classmates had their last field day at school. &amp;nbsp;It was bittersweet for sure. &amp;nbsp;The weather was wonderful (usually it&#39;s soooo hot) and the kids wanted lots and lots of photos taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMcEZSnd-5s/T8DwUHasNcI/AAAAAAAAD1w/1bUyju21e5k/s1600/IMG_8137.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMcEZSnd-5s/T8DwUHasNcI/AAAAAAAAD1w/1bUyju21e5k/s640/IMG_8137.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s funny how girls never tire of taking pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth spent this year on the Yearbook Staff. &amp;nbsp;When the books were delivered, the kids were so happy with their work. &amp;nbsp;As an 8th grade parent, Steve and I purchased an ad and I came up with this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-di5FzjgsNiE/T8EBlSvGfUI/AAAAAAAAD3s/qjC1vLTVlKM/s1600/Yearbook+Ad.tiff&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-di5FzjgsNiE/T8EBlSvGfUI/AAAAAAAAD3s/qjC1vLTVlKM/s640/Yearbook+Ad.tiff&quot; width=&quot;494&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dr. Seuss has the best quotes, don&#39;t you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had exams to get through and other end of the year things like the Farewell Mass for the 8th graders which I usually cry like a baby during and only shed a few tears during this year. &amp;nbsp;Yeah, Elizabeth wasn&#39;t happy that I didn&#39;t boo-hoo during hers. &amp;nbsp;I know, it was really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came the last day for her to wear her uniform to school. &amp;nbsp;For some reason, that day was a little more difficult for me. &amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;just wanted to remember her like this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HV6YlTGEmJI/T8DyWyN2KRI/AAAAAAAAD14/YRVW2OsgRso/s1600/IMG_3546.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;480&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HV6YlTGEmJI/T8DyWyN2KRI/AAAAAAAAD14/YRVW2OsgRso/s640/IMG_3546.jpg&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;First day of Kindergarten&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;... not this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xn33SytQr7Y/T8DzEE6g_cI/AAAAAAAAD2A/2-Y8qKtmZes/s1600/IMG_8452.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xn33SytQr7Y/T8DzEE6g_cI/AAAAAAAAD2A/2-Y8qKtmZes/s640/IMG_8452.jpg&quot; width=&quot;426&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Last day of 8th grade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I&#39;ve been&amp;nbsp;melancholy&amp;nbsp;over her leaving me and moving on to high school. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m so excited for what is to come for Elizabeth, but it&#39;s going to be so weird not having her right at school with me each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the day finally came last Wednesday..... Graduation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5wy5edibkg/T8D1J4gBFKI/AAAAAAAAD2I/ZEu5xHjTG_A/s1600/IMG_8456.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i5wy5edibkg/T8D1J4gBFKI/AAAAAAAAD2I/ZEu5xHjTG_A/s640/IMG_8456.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVVH5QFL4_Q/T8D1UG4SqUI/AAAAAAAAD2U/G4gJRQYX8LU/s1600/IMG_8457.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVVH5QFL4_Q/T8D1UG4SqUI/AAAAAAAAD2U/G4gJRQYX8LU/s640/IMG_8457.jpg&quot; width=&quot;426&quot; 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width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dPYQ4Se96V4/T8D31h0NHtI/AAAAAAAAD24/byNNcfbdt5k/s1600/IMG_8490.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dPYQ4Se96V4/T8D31h0NHtI/AAAAAAAAD24/byNNcfbdt5k/s640/IMG_8490.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Yearbook Staff&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fxx8hIRDpfQ/T8D1vgO0VHI/AAAAAAAAD2w/Rtl6SrWH8Qk/s1600/IMG_8493.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fxx8hIRDpfQ/T8D1vgO0VHI/AAAAAAAAD2w/Rtl6SrWH8Qk/s640/IMG_8493.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the school year, I volunteered to be in charge of putting the slideshow together for the graduation reception. &amp;nbsp;That one little project took up a lot of the month of May for me. &amp;nbsp;I was getting photos from parents and putting them in order and put the whole thing to music. &amp;nbsp;Almost 600 photos and one short video clip over 9 years put to 6 songs = 16 minutes of movie magic thanks to iPhoto and iMovie. &amp;nbsp;The kids and parents ended up loving it and all of my hard work was worth it. &amp;nbsp;I even burned a copy for each kid to take home from the graduation party the next night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that her years at OLS are over...... and summer break has begun.... and the next chapter begins!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/650559041333418293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=650559041333418293&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/650559041333418293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/650559041333418293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/05/what-ive-been-up-to-or-why-blogging.html' title='What I&#39;ve Been Up To.... Or Why The Blogging Break'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6SM-mol7lMM/T8D5pPFJAvI/AAAAAAAAD3E/bg3xBYaTo6s/s72-c/IMG_8070.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-1593709399910935069</id><published>2012-04-09T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-04-09T21:46:26.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Give me a minute..... let me have my little pity party in this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;If you click to the next blog, I won&#39;t blame you.... I probably would, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;For the past 3+ months I&#39;ve been working so hard on being healthier. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve cut out a ton of sugar (gave it up for lent AND have been doing my friend&#39;s 10 day challenge each month where we eliminate all sugar for 10 days a month).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve been exercising.... running and training for a half marathon at the beginning of the year, been going to Bikram Yoga a lot for the past 3 weeks and sweating my rear end off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I thought I was doing well...... all of my pants have been loose especially in my rear end.... including my jeans that have been too tight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve been feeling really good... I have so much energy, I&#39;ve been sleeping great lately and I just feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The past week at yoga, where I look at myself in the mirror a lot, I&#39;ve been noticing that I look better, firmer, smaller maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I got the tape measure out a few days ago and slipped it around my waist. &amp;nbsp;It was an inch and a half smaller than when I started yoga. &amp;nbsp;I was so excited. &amp;nbsp;I know that is a huge accomplishment. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Now, I haven&#39;t been on a scale since summer.... if I have a number to focus on it drives me crazy, I become obsessed with the number. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Well, today I went to the doctor for my yearly check up. &amp;nbsp;I stepped on the scale and saw the number. &amp;nbsp;It was a number I didn&#39;t like. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s the same number I saw the last time I stepped on a scale. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Now I feel like I&#39;m focused on the number. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And I hate it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I hate that a stupid number has become an obsession for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So, tomorrow I start my friend&#39;s April 10 Day Challenge..... I log my food, eat a green veggie each day, eliminate sugar and exercise for 30 minutes each day. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m going to change my attitude in these 10 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And hopefully I&#39;ll be over the stupid number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;If you&#39;re still here, thanks for listening.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/1593709399910935069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=1593709399910935069&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/1593709399910935069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/1593709399910935069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/04/numbers.html' title='Numbers'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-1756942520369806985</id><published>2012-04-06T13:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-04-06T13:01:26.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>I loved watching this video this morning...... to help me remember.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;object height=&quot;360&quot; width=&quot;640&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/oWCaXXKcHWE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&quot;&gt;    &lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;    &lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;    &lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/oWCaXXKcHWE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; height=&quot;360&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, Steve, Elizabeth and I will gather around the television to watch &quot;The Passion of the Christ.&quot;  My prayer is that we never, ever become immuned to the images we watch during this movie. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s powerful, meaningful and hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you all have a blessed Easter!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/1756942520369806985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=1756942520369806985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/1756942520369806985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/1756942520369806985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-3086953552931726381</id><published>2012-03-28T16:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-28T16:53:24.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;In my &lt;a href=&quot;http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/03/spring-break-2012.html&quot;&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt; I accidentally lied. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I forgot I knocked a couple of other things off my &quot;to do&quot; list for Spring Break. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-967klWsIf6c/T3OEE4dW9mI/AAAAAAAADwQ/JIA4wg2BIF4/s1600/IMG_1340.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-967klWsIf6c/T3OEE4dW9mI/AAAAAAAADwQ/JIA4wg2BIF4/s640/IMG_1340.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I got my garden planted and my herbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yhYkSg1kG7Y/T3OEQRaOKnI/AAAAAAAADwY/Erc7tlTalHU/s1600/IMG_1339.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yhYkSg1kG7Y/T3OEQRaOKnI/AAAAAAAADwY/Erc7tlTalHU/s640/IMG_1339.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Getting the garden ready for the plants is back breaking work, I tell ya. &amp;nbsp;Steve and I dug up the dirt and mixed it with all kinds of good things. &amp;nbsp;I can&#39;t wait for little veggies to start growing. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Can summer hurry up and get here already? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Also, I wanted to become friends with my yoga mat again. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve kinda neglected it lately..... along with my running shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So, I let my friend, &lt;a href=&quot;http://call-me-nif.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Nif&lt;/a&gt;, talk me into joining her for Bikram Yoga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-11M7J9Bk7_c/T3OExjIvAtI/AAAAAAAADwg/UHNfbwQNrSY/s1600/IMG_1354.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-11M7J9Bk7_c/T3OExjIvAtI/AAAAAAAADwg/UHNfbwQNrSY/s640/IMG_1354.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m trying to pretend this picture is cool...... I know, it&#39;s really not. &amp;nbsp;I just thought to grab the shot as I was leaving last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Anyhoo, I gave it a try. &amp;nbsp;Ninety minutes of specific yoga poses in a 105 degree room..... sounds miserable, but it&#39;s really not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I currently daydream of spending time on my mat sweating my rear end right off. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And it feels soooo good when you&#39;re done. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sure, I can&#39;t do half the poses, but who cares? &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m trying and I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Today is my most favorite day..... I started with 7:30am mass, then work, I&#39;ll go to the 6:30pm yoga class and end the day with my holy hour at church at 10pm. &amp;nbsp;I wish every day could be like that.... ahhhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Oh, and today was a teachers jeans day at school.... I slipped my jeans on and I could tell there was a difference in them..... from one week, 5 classes. &amp;nbsp;And two people said I was looking good. &amp;nbsp;Totally made my day. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So, now that I&#39;ve confessed, do you forgive me? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/3086953552931726381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=3086953552931726381&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/3086953552931726381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/3086953552931726381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/03/confession.html' title='A Confession'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-967klWsIf6c/T3OEE4dW9mI/AAAAAAAADwQ/JIA4wg2BIF4/s72-c/IMG_1340.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-2882750579002399562</id><published>2012-03-25T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-25T15:15:04.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Last week was Spring Break around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I had lots of plans..... lots of them..... and only did one thing on my list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;This......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DKLNqerYBVE/T29rgeVllBI/AAAAAAAADvo/ZcXji2zNqLE/s1600/IMG_1336.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DKLNqerYBVE/T29rgeVllBI/AAAAAAAADvo/ZcXji2zNqLE/s640/IMG_1336.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I like how they turned out, don&#39;t you? &amp;nbsp;After two years of deciding what to do as far as paint or stain, I took the plunge. &amp;nbsp;I have to say I love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But, the reason I didn&#39;t get anything else done was because I got side tracked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;By this......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CQiSmuojino/T29r69U2c9I/AAAAAAAADvw/-XbHYGEQjY4/s1600/IMG_1326.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CQiSmuojino/T29r69U2c9I/AAAAAAAADvw/-XbHYGEQjY4/s640/IMG_1326.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Yep, I jumped on the bandwagon and will never get off.... and yes, I know I&#39;m a little late in the game. &amp;nbsp;Elizabeth gave me 2 days to read the book on her Nook. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Of course, not even an hour into the book.... when I&#39;m hooked.... this happens.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSlDApV-Vfc/T29sqnYzQiI/AAAAAAAADwA/oudkshby7as/s1600/IMG_1327.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSlDApV-Vfc/T29sqnYzQiI/AAAAAAAADwA/oudkshby7as/s640/IMG_1327.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;..... of course! &amp;nbsp;But no worries..... I finished the book in time to make E happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;When I finished the first, I knew I needed to finish reading the story..... I had to find out how it ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I love the heroine, Katniss..... she&#39;s strong, just does what needs to be done to protect the ones she loves, she&#39;s forward thinking without being toooooo forward, and a good love triangle always helps when I&#39;m reading..... yep, I&#39;m a sucker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I love all the characters really........ yep, even the evil President Snow..... he was spot on. &amp;nbsp;And Peeta? &amp;nbsp;Sigh..... unconditional love, I tell ya..... it&#39;s what we all want, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;For those wondering, Steve has never sent me white roses..... just thought you should know that little tidbit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I cried a few times while reading the trilogy..... which always makes for a good story.... to emotionally attach yourself to the story...... those are the best books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Since it was Spring Break, I even got talked into taking some teens to the midnight premiere....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--NSFS3MJ1LU/T29sXP_e27I/AAAAAAAADv4/90H8yyqj11U/s1600/IMG_1328.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--NSFS3MJ1LU/T29sXP_e27I/AAAAAAAADv4/90H8yyqj11U/s640/IMG_1328.JPG&quot; width=&quot;478&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;What a great adaptation from the book! &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m always so picky when it comes to movies from books I love. &amp;nbsp;Most of the time I hate the movie..... but not this one. &amp;nbsp;The director got it so right, I tell ya. &amp;nbsp;Only left out what needed to be for time constraints and stuck to the story.... and kept us wanting more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sadly, we have to wait until November 2013 for that. &amp;nbsp;Elizabeth will be a sophomore in high school.... that seems like the longest time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I learned I&#39;m too old for things like going to midnight movies. &amp;nbsp;I was so tired all day on Friday and all I did was lay around the house and read..... &quot;Catching Fire&quot;........ and then &quot;Mockingjay.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And now that I&#39;ve gotten to this point.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R6V-lhLT9Ag/T29tg_kM5nI/AAAAAAAADwI/aGUL2mJGVIU/s1600/IMG_1349.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R6V-lhLT9Ag/T29tg_kM5nI/AAAAAAAADwI/aGUL2mJGVIU/s640/IMG_1349.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;..... what do I do now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/2882750579002399562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=2882750579002399562&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/2882750579002399562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/2882750579002399562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/03/spring-break-2012.html' title='Spring Break 2012'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DKLNqerYBVE/T29rgeVllBI/AAAAAAAADvo/ZcXji2zNqLE/s72-c/IMG_1336.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-4134931407640850972</id><published>2012-03-14T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-14T10:46:31.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-45JSP_GErKs/T2C73_ijBSI/AAAAAAAADvQ/q_f6kzNvOdw/s1600/IMG_1312.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-45JSP_GErKs/T2C73_ijBSI/AAAAAAAADvQ/q_f6kzNvOdw/s320/IMG_1312.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Yesterday was my 44th birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t mind telling the world how old I am....... my age has never bothered me unlike some..... or maybe that&#39;s the world telling us we shouldn&#39;t get older. &amp;nbsp;What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Yesterday I was told &quot;Happy 29th Birthday&quot; several times. &amp;nbsp;Why do we do that? &amp;nbsp;I think back to how young and stupid I still was at that &quot;perfect&quot; age. &amp;nbsp;I actually liked 39 better..... and even 40. &amp;nbsp;It never bothered me turning 40. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I think you are as young as you feel and I feel pretty darn young. &amp;nbsp;I can still run long distances, my joints don&#39;t creak or hurt, it&#39;s not difficult getting out of bed in the mornings and I&#39;ve lived another year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I have a few lines on my face, but mainly they are from smiling..... which means I&#39;ve lived a happy life. &amp;nbsp;Nothing on my face is sagging... yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I like that I get wiser each year. &amp;nbsp;Sure, I make tons of mistakes on a daily basis, but I feel like I&#39;m figuring out life a little more each day. &amp;nbsp;And it feels good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m more confident as a wife, mom, friend. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t sweat the small stuff anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lately, I&#39;ve been so busy with working, driving Elizabeth here and there and my house is a mess but, I&#39;m not worrying about that anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I haven&#39;t cooked dinner in the longest, but my family is fed each night. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;We&#39;re together. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;re happy. &amp;nbsp;There will be time to get myself and the house back in order next week when it&#39;s spring break. &amp;nbsp;There&#39;s a time for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t worry about what others think. &amp;nbsp;If you don&#39;t like me, move on...... the ones that matter love me despite my failings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I hope Elizabeth sees this new wiser, confident mom...... and I pray she&#39;s the same way, just earlier in her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I have the best friends.... I had so many calls, texts and facebook/twitter messages... they truly made me feel special on a day where I had to work, vote, pick up 8th graders from a confirmation retreat early to get them to a track meet.... and then sit at the track meet until 7:30 at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Aren&#39;t birthdays the best?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/4134931407640850972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=4134931407640850972&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/4134931407640850972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/4134931407640850972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/03/birthday-thoughts.html' title='Birthday Thoughts'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-45JSP_GErKs/T2C73_ijBSI/AAAAAAAADvQ/q_f6kzNvOdw/s72-c/IMG_1312.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-3715383833842197123</id><published>2012-03-11T10:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-11T10:38:21.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 on 10 :: March 2012 :: Instagram Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnp3_Cl_iJE/T1zCJnmXvHI/AAAAAAAADuI/RBFFAcCjkps/s1600/IMG_1308.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnp3_Cl_iJE/T1zCJnmXvHI/AAAAAAAADuI/RBFFAcCjkps/s640/IMG_1308.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;8am.... one of my favorite coffee mugs&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--isP_-7aONk/T1zCLQviSFI/AAAAAAAADuQ/cO2YkTrSEoU/s1600/IMG_1309.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--isP_-7aONk/T1zCLQviSFI/AAAAAAAADuQ/cO2YkTrSEoU/s640/IMG_1309.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;9am.... reading during soccer warm ups.... anyone else like young adult/teen fiction?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_dT3XFiMc5s/T1zCNmf6n3I/AAAAAAAADuY/tBnU2BMUwJU/s1600/IMG_1310.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_dT3XFiMc5s/T1zCNmf6n3I/AAAAAAAADuY/tBnU2BMUwJU/s640/IMG_1310.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;10am.... taking soccer game pics with the big boy/girl camera.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3LWK_DxT4pI/T1zCPhSi-MI/AAAAAAAADug/2h7M2K36gks/s1600/IMG_1311.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3LWK_DxT4pI/T1zCPhSi-MI/AAAAAAAADug/2h7M2K36gks/s640/IMG_1311.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;2pm.... first of many birthday celebrations..... this one a few days early with my in-laws. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lq_URVdm-k/T1zCRweJxQI/AAAAAAAADuo/-_EnDh-uPJI/s1600/IMG_1312.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lq_URVdm-k/T1zCRweJxQI/AAAAAAAADuo/-_EnDh-uPJI/s640/IMG_1312.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;3pm..... lemon cake for my birthday lunch.... yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_CMk3fOpyo8/T1zEXGff0sI/AAAAAAAADvI/4B5pXz1Cla4/s1600/IMG_1316.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_CMk3fOpyo8/T1zEXGff0sI/AAAAAAAADvI/4B5pXz1Cla4/s640/IMG_1316.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;5pm.... Mass..... we always go Saturday night and this week it was more crowded. &amp;nbsp;I guess to gear up for the time change? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LGS3mH7SxmM/T1zCUPJxQHI/AAAAAAAADu4/kEFFfjFQJEw/s1600/IMG_1314.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LGS3mH7SxmM/T1zCUPJxQHI/AAAAAAAADu4/kEFFfjFQJEw/s640/IMG_1314.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;6pm...... I love this store.... but why can&#39;t I get out under $100? &amp;nbsp;And I only went for razor blades, sport bras and a gift for E.... odd.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4JhaojIzbc/T1zCSSsG4UI/AAAAAAAADuw/_kNfxxwBRQA/s1600/IMG_1313.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4JhaojIzbc/T1zCSSsG4UI/AAAAAAAADuw/_kNfxxwBRQA/s640/IMG_1313.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;7pm.... I lost my sunglasses a couple of weeks ago..... I broke down and bought a new pair..... in brown... in case I find the black ones.......&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Tony, Tony, come on down, somethings lost and can&#39;t be found.&quot;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9A-wP_EBO_g/T1zCWQawiqI/AAAAAAAADvA/xWfKXgx84gc/s1600/IMG_1315.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9A-wP_EBO_g/T1zCWQawiqI/AAAAAAAADvA/xWfKXgx84gc/s640/IMG_1315.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;9pm..... Family movie night..... have you watched this? &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s so darn funny..... and the soundtrack is covers of 80&#39;s music.... yeah, it&#39;a awesome.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Did you notice? &amp;nbsp;I only got 9 photos...... total slacker here.... must be a slight case of Spring Fever. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/3715383833842197123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=3715383833842197123&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/3715383833842197123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/3715383833842197123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/03/10-on-10-march-2012-instagram-style.html' title='10 on 10 :: March 2012 :: Instagram Style'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cnp3_Cl_iJE/T1zCJnmXvHI/AAAAAAAADuI/RBFFAcCjkps/s72-c/IMG_1308.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-5810300386760290118</id><published>2012-03-06T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-03-06T10:26:11.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYD_Xb4LNwA/T1Y4K3xYNII/AAAAAAAADt4/T4BNCzXirso/s1600/thing.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYD_Xb4LNwA/T1Y4K3xYNII/AAAAAAAADt4/T4BNCzXirso/s320/thing.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I found this on Pinterest. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So, what makes me happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Right now it&#39;s.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;My family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Yoga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Spring break nearing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;My birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sunshine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Flip flops and shorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;What makes you happy right now?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/5810300386760290118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=5810300386760290118&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/5810300386760290118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/5810300386760290118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/03/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYD_Xb4LNwA/T1Y4K3xYNII/AAAAAAAADt4/T4BNCzXirso/s72-c/thing.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857968723109272847.post-5586119753147128328</id><published>2012-02-29T21:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-29T21:15:23.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>February in Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Here&#39;s my February Photo A Day courtesy of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fatmumslim.com.au/&quot;&gt;Fat Mum Slim&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rxhCSGIQfm8/T07lsAx7ddI/AAAAAAAADtk/K8ot4oZzOWM/s1600/slide.001.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;538&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rxhCSGIQfm8/T07lsAx7ddI/AAAAAAAADtk/K8ot4oZzOWM/s640/slide.001.png&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;1. Outside my front door.&amp;nbsp; 2. My fave, live it every day.&amp;nbsp; 3. Checking the 10 day forecast.&amp;nbsp; 4. Stranger things have happened that leaving a school fundraiser with 4 bottles of wine.&amp;nbsp; 5. Waiting on my running partners.&amp;nbsp; 6. Leftover dinner for lunch tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; 7. The buttons I press every day.&amp;nbsp; 8. Few things are better than a sun drawn by a kindergartener.&amp;nbsp; 9. With my rosebud wreath made from Pinterest. 10. After a long day at work.&amp;nbsp; 11. Books.&amp;nbsp; 12.My exercise “closet”&amp;nbsp; 13. Just painted it blue.&amp;nbsp; 14. From school.&amp;nbsp; 15. Phone.&amp;nbsp; 16. New bling. 17. Time my alarm was set for the morning to get E to the airport.&amp;nbsp; 18. Drinks with dinner.&amp;nbsp; 19. I hate it when the teen needs to approve my wallpaper.&amp;nbsp; 20. Handwritten note from E.&amp;nbsp; 21. At Toomer’s Corner in Auburn, AL.&amp;nbsp; 22. Pass by her so many times a day where I work.&amp;nbsp; 23. It was in the 70&#39;s on February 23rd.... sandals are the shoes of choice. &amp;nbsp;24. Inside my bathroom cabinet. &amp;nbsp;25. My favorite green bowl. &amp;nbsp;26. I burn this every single night. &amp;nbsp;27. Since I gave up sugar for Lent, this is what I ate in my dreams. &amp;nbsp;28. Time to empty the money bowl. &amp;nbsp;29. What I&#39;m listening to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;s1&quot;&gt;I really liked doing this challenge. &amp;nbsp;There were few days I missed and had to make up the next day.... or few days. &amp;nbsp;But, I&#39;m done and I&#39;ll be participating in March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/feeds/5586119753147128328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6857968723109272847&amp;postID=5586119753147128328&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/5586119753147128328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6857968723109272847/posts/default/5586119753147128328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slmward.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-in-pictures.html' title='February in Pictures'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928003400276630525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNqNdN1ob-Q/TuYUdl8ejnI/AAAAAAAADfE/eEhI4pkhvlM/s220/IMG_7197.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rxhCSGIQfm8/T07lsAx7ddI/AAAAAAAADtk/K8ot4oZzOWM/s72-c/slide.001.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>