<?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:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975</id><updated>2009-11-01T13:31:27.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Down On The Farm</title><subtitle type='html'>Our daily life raising cows, chickens, and babies!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>387</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-3481559921445498453</id><published>2009-10-27T17:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:41:12.423-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>My doctors appointment yesterday was a sobering thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BP was higher than it was on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was almost as surprised as Dr H. was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has doubled the medicine that he put me on last week, and given me strict instructions to REST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr H has 5 children of his own so he knows that there isn't a lot of rest to be had with a 3 yr old and an 18 month old in the house. However, his intructions were quite clear. Rest. Come back Thursday. If BP still high, he will admit me to the hospital to try to manage it in order to give this baby every opportunity to develop as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be staying there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you wondering why my connections, (ie: email, blog, facebook) are so quiet...that's why.  I promise to be back up and running as soon as it's safe for me to be. Until then, I know you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, our church family, our families, and friends are loving on us in such a huge way! I can't tell you all how much you mean to us, and how much we appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;We honestly could not have made it through this last week without you!! Our children don't know exactly what is going on, but they know there has been much wonderful food, super fun playdates, and an AWESOME aunt who swooped in and cleaned house. They feel like they have won the lottery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who has (or has tried) to check on us! We turned the phone ringer down so I could rest as much as possible, and promise to return any calls or emails asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you most of all for your prayers. As someone who waited for so long to have babies in our home, we know just what a miraculous blessing we have been given and have no intentions of taking that for granted. We love our children so very much and look so very forward to meeting our new little addition.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......but not before it's ready!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-3481559921445498453?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3481559921445498453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=3481559921445498453&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/3481559921445498453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/3481559921445498453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-55723439086342032</id><published>2009-10-24T11:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:22:57.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc Ramblings...'/><title type='text'>No Whining Allowed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SuMuXZcn5JI/AAAAAAAABd8/0wk011ltRR4/s1600-h/4d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SuMuXZcn5JI/AAAAAAAABd8/0wk011ltRR4/s400/4d1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396207758022796434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fast becoming a slow blogger. I'm enjoying the quick status updates available on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; and neglecting my blogger buddies. I like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;. It's quick, I can check on friends and family quickly and then get on with my day and off my computer. It's working for me right now. But! I read over my last couple of status updates and cringed a little. They sounded.......&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whiny&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like whiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially have a low tolerance for it when it's me who's sounding whiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! I thought I'd give a super wordy detailed update while trying to be as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-whiny as possible. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't sleep much at all while I'm pregnant. The whole time. I don't know why, I just keep telling myself it's getting my body prepared for the sleepless nights of round the clock nursing that are just around the corner. I think that mentality keeps me from stabbing my husband as he snores through every single night of the postpardum party. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(is it just me or did that sound hormonal?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also experiencing some of the same "issues" with this pregnancy as I did with my other two.  Lots of swelling and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bp&lt;/span&gt; is rising. Which with the other 2 pregnancies wasn't a huge deal since it basically didn't get too bad until 38 weeks so Dr H just delivered the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it's happening earlier. I'm between 34 &amp;amp; 35 weeks now and yesterday when I went for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BP&lt;/span&gt; was 150/100. (which I'm pretty sure is a record for me...at least the bottom number) anyway, we spent last Monday night on the Labor &amp;amp; Delivery floor because I had another symptom that I've had before...but never as bad as that night. I was seeing lots of spots and had zero peripheral vision. That was scary. Thank goodness I don't have full blown &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;eclampsia&lt;/span&gt; yet, but it's looking like things are headed that way. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fyi&lt;/span&gt;... full blown  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;preeclampsia&lt;/span&gt; requires immediate delivery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Dr H reviewed my test results from Monday night, and from yesterday and decided to try putting me on medication for my blood pressure and putting me on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bedrest&lt;/span&gt;. He doesn't want to mess around with my health but also doesn't want to deliver the baby this early until he's tried his best not to. I don't want that either. I just keep thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;...ugh! I don't want that! (even though I know that realistically baby may not have to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;icu&lt;/span&gt; at this point) I'm already a little freaked about having a baby right smack in the middle of flu season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants me back on Monday morning and if my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;BP&lt;/span&gt; isn't better, he said we may talk  delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gulp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;BP&lt;/span&gt; is better today. I haven't checked it yet, but I know for sure it wasn't better after my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. I'm also pretty sure I was not my usual sunny self, and may have been a tad over the edge and possibly even grumpy.  Possibly.  I may have even gotten a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;smidge&lt;/span&gt; upset with my husband a time or twenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I didn't whine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm laying low for the weekend. I had a full day of fall portraits lined up for today, and had to cancel them when the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;bedrest&lt;/span&gt;" word came up. It's raining though, so I don't feel too horrible about that anymore. I kept my babysitting arrangements so I could rest and Kyle has mysteriously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;disappeared&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I can't imagine why after the hormonal explosions of yesterday:)&lt;/span&gt; so it's just me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;HGTV&lt;/span&gt;, my laptop, &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt;. At least when my puffy little fingers will cooperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's that for non whiny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s...the 4d ultrasound at the top is a picture of our little bundle of joy! Wanna place a guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harper or Walker?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-55723439086342032?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/55723439086342032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=55723439086342032&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/55723439086342032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/55723439086342032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-updateno-whining-allowed.html' title='No Whining Allowed.'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SuMuXZcn5JI/AAAAAAAABd8/0wk011ltRR4/s72-c/4d1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-7907782361472462177</id><published>2009-10-16T11:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:52:05.583-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc Ramblings...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Because I'm generous like that.....</title><content type='html'>In honor of the fact that it is cooohold (and windy and wet) here today....and the fact that I am very close to coveting a large steaming mug (or 5) of this myself today. I thought I'd share my fabulous recipe for Better Than Starbucks Caramel Apple Cider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here ya go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caramel Apple Cider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¼ c heavy cream&lt;br /&gt;¼ c brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;3c apple cider (get the good fresh kind if you can…it makes a difference!)&lt;br /&gt;½ c water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine cream &amp;amp; sugar in saucepan and bring to a boil over medium heat. Add cider and water and raise&lt;br /&gt;Heat to medium high. Heat only until cider starts to steam. Stir almost continually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whipped Topping:&lt;br /&gt;½ c heavy cream&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill bowl &amp;amp; beaters. Whip cream &amp;amp; brown sugar until soft peaks form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drizzle with caramel syrup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Quadruple this recipe for a large crock pot full**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send your outpouring of thanks and undying appreciation to:&lt;br /&gt;Deedra Pike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OH YES!! It’s THAT GOOD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s....if anyone local is going to Crow Mtn...(or sees it at a roadside stand) please bring me some cider! (seriously!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-7907782361472462177?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7907782361472462177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=7907782361472462177&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/7907782361472462177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/7907782361472462177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/because-im-generous-like-that.html' title='Because I&apos;m generous like that.....'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-6229205555938131403</id><published>2009-10-06T23:05:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:00:13.558-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc Ramblings...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><title type='text'>Fabulous Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love fall, don't you? I love it when the leaves start changing. I love it when the corn gets picked, and the pumpkins are ready to be harvested. LOVE it! It probably helps that I love all things "comfort food". The first day it was remotely cool &amp;amp; rainy I jumped at the opportunity to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make Lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aded&lt;/span&gt; Potato Soup. Yum! I've also made Taco soup, and rest assured as soon as I make it to the grocery store again, there will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homemade&lt;/span&gt; chili in my crock pot!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fall in particular I'm loving the cooler temperatures. I have never been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pregnant during the heat of late summer before and I must admit I herded my little ones outside many mornings super early so we could get in our outside time before it got too hot for mom. We are all loving the weather so much we can rarely be found indoors during the daytime now.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I was even inspired enough to attempt flying a kite with them on a particularly windy day. If this baby decides to hang out in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;utero&lt;/span&gt; longer than I like, I might try that one again. I seriously thought I would give birth right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in the front yard after that little bit of fun.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ahem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; running was involved in flying a kite.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pause now while you experience the full visual of that m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;oment&lt;/span&gt;..................&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what's going on around here, I'm staying pretty busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; with my photography. The first round of Fall Portraits is this Saturday.....and I'm SUPER excited about that!  Then I have a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;appts&lt;/span&gt; scattered through next week and another round next Saturday, then a f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ew&lt;/span&gt; here and there up until delivery.  I have lots of ideas that I can't wait to use over the next few weeks. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is really blessing us with this new venture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is doing great, rolling and moving. I'm going to the Dr every 2 weeks now and probably after this Friday's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; every week. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s Friday I have a 4D ultrasound scheduled so I'm hoping he/she will cooperate  and we can get a good face shot! I have good ones of both Carter &amp;amp; Lilah and will treasure them always!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, since Kyle was laid off in May I have dealt more with insurance than I care to and learned something that didn't shock me, but did further convince me of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;aweso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;meness&lt;/span&gt; of my OB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. I hear a lot of people say their insurance doesn't pay for ultrasounds, or only pays for 2, or won't pay for 4D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ultrasounds. Get this. My Dr does an US at every single visit throughout the entire pregnancy, but they only bill for 2.....and! if your insurance doesn't cover those, they don't bill for any of them!! How is that for fabulous care??!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in honor of the rain I can hear hitting the windows now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(which has been hanging around here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; lately, but who can let a little rain keep them indoors?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, I'll leave you with some of my latest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; pics of my little ones. I so love them and have them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ordered to hang in the playroom which is super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;colo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;rful&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sswdz6l8McI/AAAAAAAABdk/ZpI7YCWmNPk/s1600-h/_MG_0386A4wb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sswdz6l8McI/AAAAAAAABdk/ZpI7YCWmNPk/s400/_MG_0386A4wb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389715631794565570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sswd0Ya7aUI/AAAAAAAABds/LHcQzDLXFWs/s1600-h/_MG_0395a4wb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sswd0Ya7aUI/AAAAAAAABds/LHcQzDLXFWs/s400/_MG_0395a4wb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389715639801440578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sswd0-5rpLI/AAAAAAAABd0/6saAeHFkC9w/s1600-h/_MG_0399a4wb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sswd0-5rpLI/AAAAAAAABd0/6saAeHFkC9w/s400/_MG_0399a4wb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389715650130977970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-6229205555938131403?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6229205555938131403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=6229205555938131403&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/6229205555938131403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/6229205555938131403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-fall-dont-you-i-love-it-when.html' title='Fabulous Fall'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sswdz6l8McI/AAAAAAAABdk/ZpI7YCWmNPk/s72-c/_MG_0386A4wb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-6960692959949650897</id><published>2009-09-28T15:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:40:07.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><title type='text'>50 Days.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you noticed the little baby ticker on the sidebar?  Have you noticed that it now ticks right at 50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have to admit, that makes me a little nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay, a LOT nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm super excited to meet this new little baby, I'm excited to see Carter &amp;amp; Lilah's reaction to it. I can't wait to see which name we will get to use &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(yes, brace yourself, we have them picked out!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm just a little more nervous this time about the c section. I don't even know whether or not I blogged about the last one, but it didn't go exactly perfect. We thought it did...until a nurse became alarmed by some problems that I was having shortly after being brought to recovery. I don't even remember all the details other than there was much puking, and a blood clot, and I was pretty much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unconscious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; for the majority of the day and night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My awesome Dr assures me that it was a freak thing and I have no reason to be concerned, so I'm not too concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I am nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, if you think of it, would you please send up a prayer on my behalf regarding this nervousness? ...and maybe one for my husband and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; who have to deal with me and this "nervousness"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, on to the good stuff!  We are going to meet this baby in 50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; days!! Did I mention we have names picked out? Wanna hear them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the event we have a girl: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harper Sydney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the event we have a boy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walker James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Either way, the middle name will be after my husband's father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, I really have to get my rear in gear and get some "nesting" done before baby's arrival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm going to start on that right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Really, I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-6960692959949650897?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6960692959949650897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=6960692959949650897&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/6960692959949650897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/6960692959949650897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/50-days.html' title='50 Days.....'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-6679623860512293495</id><published>2009-09-14T19:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:59:11.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc Ramblings...'/><title type='text'>Follow The Leader....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I saw this church sign today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.....and it was possibly the most powerful one I've ever saw. Definitely worth an entire post all by itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You're leading someone. You're either leading them to Heaven or to Hell."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-6679623860512293495?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6679623860512293495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=6679623860512293495&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/6679623860512293495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/6679623860512293495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/follow-leader.html' title='Follow The Leader....'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-3549858060516836624</id><published>2009-09-11T04:50:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T07:45:18.405-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc Ramblings...'/><title type='text'>She Blogs!</title><content type='html'>Where to begin? I haven't really intended to neglect my blog (or yours), but it seems as of late that we are busier than ever and every spare minute has been spent lounging in the hot  tub &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yes..hot tub, set at 104 degrees....safe for a pregnant woman for 15 mins or so)&lt;/span&gt; nursing my back, legs, and ever present sciatic nerve. Ahhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in our teeny little town, football season has begun. Now, I'll be the very first to admit that neither my husband or myself are huge football fans when it comes to the college level or above. During the weekly Alabama/Auburn games we are  likely to be found sound asleep on the couch, playing outside with the kids, or completely oblivious to what time the game actually begins or what channel it comes on, or like this last weekend, at the Bull Bash (bull riding rodeo type event) just down the road. Which by the way, was SUCH fun!! Anyway, we're just not that into football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless, it's high school. These kids work so hard and pour their hearts into the game....every week, with little to no recognition. In our almost 13 years of marriage (and before) we haven't missed many games. In the beginning we went to watch his younger friends who still played, then to watch the kids from church play. I fell in love with these kids all over again when they'd exit the field house just after the game to see who'd come to watch them play. Kyle &amp;amp; I worked with the youth during this time and I always left sticky after sweaty football player hugs from our boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT is love people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't work as closely with the youth these days, you know, since we are birthing our own personal youth group and all, but we do still love on them every chance we get.....and in this town, football is the language of love. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which is fine by me...too much gushy mushy love mess, and I get all kinds of uncomfortable.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our boys have started this season off with a bang! After so many heartbreaking seasons they are 2 &amp;amp; 0. The first time since 2001 this has happened, I asked the coach. Also after the first week's game, our team won Team of the Week from THE radio station of high school football (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first time since '96..I looked on the station's website&lt;/span&gt;), and one of the players won Player of the Week from the same station. All of this excitement was celebrated with a massive pep rally last week  on the football field with at LEAST half the town in attendance. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yes, I went...ahem..my kids were dying to go:) &lt;/span&gt;  While all this in itself is a huge deal around here, as I was gushing and mushing Saturday about how great they were doing and how proud I was of them, the coach's reply to me was humbly simple, "I just want to give everyone something to be proud of."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the kind of coach you want to have influencing your kids? Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! Tonight is a whole new ballgame. We play THE most dominant team in our area. They have dominated for as long as I can remember. Win or loose, our town is alive with hope and determination and our football teams are too, all of them! From the pee wee, to JV, to the varsity.....anyone have a movie camera? I feel a blockbuster coming on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm off to charge my camera batteries and find Carter's official "game day jersey" (A big thank you to his big cousin Matthew for that!), but first I'll be starting my day off in the hot tub....I know I'll need  it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with some pics from the past couple of weeks events.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Charging onto the field for the first game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo_SE2dkkI/AAAAAAAABdE/tdri93rkuEM/s1600-h/_MG_6819a4web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo_SE2dkkI/AAAAAAAABdE/tdri93rkuEM/s400/_MG_6819a4web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380182284619846210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo_mq7NpnI/AAAAAAAABdM/eOk59Ri7jII/s1600-h/_MG_6833a4web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo_mq7NpnI/AAAAAAAABdM/eOk59Ri7jII/s400/_MG_6833a4web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380182638437705330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Team of the week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo8LRLzcII/AAAAAAAABc0/GVTiE5yx7HQ/s1600-h/_MG_7839a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo8LRLzcII/AAAAAAAABc0/GVTiE5yx7HQ/s400/_MG_7839a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380178869136617602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo8K4p5dbI/AAAAAAAABcs/K4njhCYvohI/s1600-h/_MG_7686a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo8K4p5dbI/AAAAAAAABcs/K4njhCYvohI/s400/_MG_7686a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380178862551954866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo8KY7jDyI/AAAAAAAABck/WUFQMkbOoUE/s1600-h/_MG_7579a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo8KY7jDyI/AAAAAAAABck/WUFQMkbOoUE/s400/_MG_7579a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380178854036049698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hayden T with an awesome interception during the JV game!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo-7Nye5sI/AAAAAAAABc8/SKhOIUUr-ww/s1600-h/_MG_9060b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo-7Nye5sI/AAAAAAAABc8/SKhOIUUr-ww/s400/_MG_9060b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380181891882084034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My nephew Matthew charging the opponent in the 11-12 game!! (#98)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SqpBJLxFQ4I/AAAAAAAABdU/-PgSOFx8pWI/s1600-h/_MG_8390a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SqpBJLxFQ4I/AAAAAAAABdU/-PgSOFx8pWI/s400/_MG_8390a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380184330880762754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't wait until tonight!! Go Team!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-3549858060516836624?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3549858060516836624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=3549858060516836624&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/3549858060516836624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/3549858060516836624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-o-where.html' title='She Blogs!'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sqo_SE2dkkI/AAAAAAAABdE/tdri93rkuEM/s72-c/_MG_6819a4web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-866744024209464191</id><published>2009-08-26T08:22:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:42:57.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc Ramblings...'/><title type='text'>Morning Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Almost daily we have spotted this pair in the hay field beside our house, but I've never managed to get a picture of the baby until today, at least not one where you can actually tell what it is....spots and all! These are through a dirty upstairs window&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ( I was afraid to open it on the chance they might hear me and run away)&lt;/span&gt; Carter squeals with delight every time he sees them! The first place he goes when he wakes up is to the window to see if our morning visitors are making an appearance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpU6Z3aaikI/AAAAAAAABcU/racIqjmKsfE/s1600-h/_MG_6671aweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpU6Z3aaikI/AAAAAAAABcU/racIqjmKsfE/s400/_MG_6671aweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374265946382436930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpU7bws_peI/AAAAAAAABcc/5oFMPsvOHsQ/s1600-h/_MG_6644aweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpU7bws_peI/AAAAAAAABcc/5oFMPsvOHsQ/s400/_MG_6644aweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374267078452684258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpU6ZK60-nI/AAAAAAAABcE/gzhzD0nJ9zM/s1600-h/_MG_6652aweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpU6ZK60-nI/AAAAAAAABcE/gzhzD0nJ9zM/s400/_MG_6652aweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374265934438791794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpU6Y8tfswI/AAAAAAAABb8/d1U1kTaP4dY/s1600-h/_MG_6649aweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpU6Y8tfswI/AAAAAAAABb8/d1U1kTaP4dY/s400/_MG_6649aweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374265930624774914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-866744024209464191?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/866744024209464191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=866744024209464191&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/866744024209464191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/866744024209464191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/morning-visitors.html' title='Morning Visitors'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpU6Z3aaikI/AAAAAAAABcU/racIqjmKsfE/s72-c/_MG_6671aweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-24111069685733726</id><published>2009-08-24T11:49:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:40:47.388-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc Ramblings...'/><title type='text'>Public Service Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is your house always in need of a good cleaning? Do you have one or more children/husband/friend/pet/etc making a mess in your home? Do you mop every single day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(me either, but I totally could and still have a barely clean house)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Well, if you answered yes, no, or maybe to any of these questions then have I got a deal for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm starting my very own cleaning service!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;! Yeah right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No really, I found this SUPER DUPER relatively inexpensive cleaning machine! Let me start by saying I am a total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Oreck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fan. Let me also say that this love affair with all things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Oreck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; started back when I had a real live job that deposited real live money into my bank account on a bi-weekly basis. Oh, and my husband had one too...(job, that is) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,  all that to say that our budget no longer allows for trips to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Oreck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; store. I don't even buy their cleaner for my floor machine...I use a lovely mixture of vinegar &amp;amp; water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;which by the way works perfectly and is SO cheap!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;However, during the last 3+ years in which I have been mostly pregnant, recovering from a C section, &amp;amp;/or toting a newborn, I have desired a more lightweight alternative to cleaning my floors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(at least on a daily basis...the floor machine still comes out every other week or so, and the vaccum is still pretty much a daily thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Swiffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mop... blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried the plain old mop with the soapy wood cleaner. ..blah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(and kinda stinky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried the Shark Steam mop.  Closer to what I wanted, but not my dream machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;......and then, then the mail lady delivered the answer to my cleaning prayers. An &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Oreck&lt;/span&gt; mailer complete with a sale and a promise of a free product. I half &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;heartedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; flipped through the pages until I laid my tired eyes on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.oreck.com/floor-cleaners/oreck-steam-it.cfm"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; little tidbit of cleaning heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpLXvz5FF4I/AAAAAAAABbs/BxZD6MgZAbc/s1600-h/oreck_steam_it_2009_06_02.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpLXvz5FF4I/AAAAAAAABbs/BxZD6MgZAbc/s400/oreck_steam_it_2009_06_02.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373594521789863810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpLcFBqrQnI/AAAAAAAABb0/d8nYyIstLJs/s1600-h/steamit_including-attachments.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpLcFBqrQnI/AAAAAAAABb0/d8nYyIstLJs/s400/steamit_including-attachments.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373599284311310962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND it was on SALE for $149.99...AND I had a coupon for $20 off THAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me introduce you to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.oreck.com/floor-cleaners/oreck-steam-it.cfm"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Oreck&lt;/span&gt; Steam-It&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. It's a steam mop and oh so much more!! I believe they call it the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;all purpose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;steamwand&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; It not only steams your hardwood, tile, vinyl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; floors. It also steam cleans your rugs, carpets, upholstery, drapes, mattresses, pillows, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;countertops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, sinks, toilets, stove,crown moldings, ceiling fans, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;WINDOWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ......with water!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I figured that by the time I did all that during my (hopefully) upcoming nesting phase, this little dream machine would pay for itself  in cleaning supplies alone in no time flat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I kid you not the first time I used it, I cleaned while wearing a very large, possibly even beaming, smile on my face.... I know, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Run, don't walk to your nearest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Oreck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; store...don't order it online, you don't get the salesperson who will actually demo it and answer any questions you might have should you do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(This from the queen of online shopping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, I really must go. I must get my proposal sent in for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Oreck's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; newest ad campaign. I have a couple of ideas for them, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One:  Fab pregnant lady wearing her Sunday best and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;stilettos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; with a 16 month old on her hip and a 3 yr old on her heels smiling while cleaning her already spotless house with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Oreck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; dream machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two: Haggard pregnant lady sitting on the couch with her feet propped up while 3 yr old uses the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Oreck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; dream machine and 16 month old totes the cord and refills the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Either way, I'm a shoo in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-24111069685733726?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/24111069685733726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=24111069685733726&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/24111069685733726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/24111069685733726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/public-service-announcement.html' title='Public Service Announcement'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SpLXvz5FF4I/AAAAAAAABbs/BxZD6MgZAbc/s72-c/oreck_steam_it_2009_06_02.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-1768177501294120168</id><published>2009-08-20T01:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:57:25.595-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer Requests'/><title type='text'>Pray.(Updated!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Update)&lt;/span&gt; I received these emails from Nick's Aunt earlier today, and I couldn't possibly begin to say it better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"It's not MS! How do I type a miracle in an email.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PRAISE TO OUR SAVIOR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I am busting in song and praise for a  miracle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Thanks to all you for fasting and  praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Judith"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a thank you from Melissa's mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I want to add my thanks to all of you for your prayers and fasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;for our  children today. There is nothing comparable to the power of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I  grabbed Andrew up and walked back and forth through the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;crying,  thanking God and telling him daddy's wonderful news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TO GOD BE THE  GLORY!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Marcella"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and a thank you from Nick's mom. I have to tell you, I said many many special prayers for Nick's mom as well as for Melissa's. While I don't know Nick's mom, I do know that no matter how old my babies get, they will always be my babies, and to see them hurting and scared will always tear my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Baskerville Old Face;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"I still can't get  over the awesome power of God.  Some of my co-workers&lt;br /&gt;have never experienced  seeing God work in such a powerful way.  God has&lt;br /&gt;given them something that  they should never forget.  But I know that we&lt;br /&gt;are just like the children of  Israel who saw many miraculous things yet&lt;br /&gt;seem to forget.  Thank your Esther  women for being courageous.  May they&lt;br /&gt;always know God's power.  I'm not  worth a flip at work this afternoon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Baskerville Old Face;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praise the Lord!! PRAYER CHANGES THINGS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Original Post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask that you please pray for a sweet family in our church. Nick is in his late 20's and is facing a diagnosis of MS. They have an appointment at 11:00AM today (Thursday) for a full report and to discuss possible treatment options. Nick and his wife, &lt;a href="http://melissaglea.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melissa,&lt;/a&gt; and their son Andrew are precious and they serve a big God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please spend time on your knees for this family today. I know my God works miracles and I pray that he touches Nick's body with His healing power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-1768177501294120168?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1768177501294120168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=1768177501294120168&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/1768177501294120168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/1768177501294120168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/pray.html' title='Pray.(Updated!)'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-4998959376981019871</id><published>2009-08-16T01:04:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T16:10:55.650-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Welcome, Precious Baby....</title><content type='html'>I had the sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; this week to share in the birth of a new baby girl. You may remember seeing her mom's maternity shots a few weeks ago. This baby girl is just absolutely breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first picture stopped me in my tracks when I started editing. You can't see much of mom's face, can't see much of baby's face, neither were looking at me, no perfect background,  just stark white sheets and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pjs&lt;/span&gt;...but you can't miss the pure joy and happiness of this first time mom holding her baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very last picture is of a letter that was given to baby's mom, Holly, and dad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt;. The letter is from Holly's sister, Jill. Jill lost her 5 year battle with breast cancer almost 2 years ago at age 30,  and a friend of the family wrote this beautiful letter to baby Jillian from her guardian angel, Aunt Jill. So beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f253/deedrapike/Jillian%20Birth/_MG_6402b1.jpg" width="350" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f253/deedrapike/Jillian%20Birth/_MG_6424a1.jpg" width="350" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f253/deedrapike/Jillian%20Birth/_MG_6431a1.jpg" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f253/deedrapike/Jillian%20Birth/_MG_6380a1.jpg" width="350" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f253/deedrapike/Jillian%20Birth/_MG_6383a1.jpg" width="350" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f253/deedrapike/Jillian%20Birth/_MG_6419a1.jpg" width="350" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f253/deedrapike/Jillian%20Birth/_MG_6414a1.jpg" width="300" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f253/deedrapike/Jillian%20Birth/_MG_6433a1.jpg" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f253/deedrapike/Jillian%20Birth/_MG_6371bw1.jpg" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f253/deedrapike/Jillian%20Birth/_MG_6449a1.jpg" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-4998959376981019871?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4998959376981019871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=4998959376981019871&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/4998959376981019871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/4998959376981019871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-precious-baby.html' title='Welcome, Precious Baby....'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-3417835529744418875</id><published>2009-08-11T07:40:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T10:01:31.584-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lilah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters'/><title type='text'>Sixteen Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SoF9Rwe14gI/AAAAAAAABbI/FGfSEBH4aTo/s1600-h/_MG_4266b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SoF9Rwe14gI/AAAAAAAABbI/FGfSEBH4aTo/s400/_MG_4266b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368709974827852290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear Lilah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A few days ago you turned 16 months old. You are such a good baby. Yes, you are still a baby to me. You love to laugh and smile, and you have most certainly perfected your "little girl squeal" and love to use it at every opportunity. You are working really hard on your vocabulary and it seems like you add a new word every few days. You have mastered Mom, Dad, Carter, Papa, Paw Paw, &amp;amp; Maw Maw, just to name a few. You can ask for a "drink" or your "cup", and of course "bite" was one of the first ones you said perfectly. You crack me up when you want attention and get right up in my face and say "heeeey" and flash your biggest smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought you might never learn to walk. You still do it sparingly since you can crawl at the speed of light. Your big brother wants to hold your hand while you walk so bad...but your not having any of that. He slows you down. Your favorite mode of transportation is your ride on princess car that Papa &amp;amp; Gran got you for Christmas. You wheel yourself around on that car like nobody's business.....and you love it so much that no matter how much the Disney Princess music that constantly streams from it gets on my nerves (and Dad's &amp;amp; Carters) , we have  resisted the urge to take out the batteries.....so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are so sweet, but you do have a serious mischevious side.  You never miss an opportunity to pull your big brother's hair, and if he ever does anything to make you mad you don't cry....you just smack him and go about your business. I have a feeling that he won't always think it's as funny as he does now, so we need to get a handle on that pretty quick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You love to dance and sing. Any time music comes on you dance and sing along. You and your big brother never miss a chance to turn on the country station set on daddy's clock radio and have a dance off on our bed. It's so funny to watch you two dance and giggle at each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You love to be outside and rarely have time for a quiet moment, but when you do, you love to look at books. Whether I'm reading them to you, or you "read" them yourself, you love it and chatter your way through each book. You don't care much for TV, but you do have a deep love for Blues' Clues. The Intro song can flat stop you in your tracks. Anytime you get fussy in the car your big brother can calm you down, get you to sleep even. He just starts singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star to you and you listen intently for as long as he'll sing...or until you fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You bring such a sweet joy to our lives, Lilah. I can't wait to watch you become a big sister in a few short months. I can only hope that you will love your new baby brother or sister as much as your big brother loves and adores you. I am so very blessed to be your mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SoGEA165GPI/AAAAAAAABbQ/HhN7cl_qdLs/s1600-h/_MG_4270a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SoGEA165GPI/AAAAAAAABbQ/HhN7cl_qdLs/s400/_MG_4270a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368717380811299058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SoF6-sYGS5I/AAAAAAAABbA/hVtHNkZ1ZJg/s1600-h/_MG_6147a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SoF6-sYGS5I/AAAAAAAABbA/hVtHNkZ1ZJg/s400/_MG_6147a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368707448285055890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SoGFTeRoDiI/AAAAAAAABbY/5uyjn7Ihzgg/s1600-h/_MG_5105a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SoGFTeRoDiI/AAAAAAAABbY/5uyjn7Ihzgg/s400/_MG_5105a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368718800393342498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did I mention you currently enjoy eating dirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-3417835529744418875?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3417835529744418875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=3417835529744418875&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/3417835529744418875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/3417835529744418875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixteen-months.html' title='Sixteen Months'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SoF9Rwe14gI/AAAAAAAABbI/FGfSEBH4aTo/s72-c/_MG_4266b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-3835280988852896408</id><published>2009-08-10T00:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:40:37.138-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Photo Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have some new pics up on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://deedrapike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Photogblog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know, right? I can barely maintain this blog, how can I possibly keep up with two? lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...anyway, thought you might like to see what's been keeping me so busy lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me know what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-3835280988852896408?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3835280988852896408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=3835280988852896408&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/3835280988852896408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/3835280988852896408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/photo-blog.html' title='Photo Blog'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-5149906427146744896</id><published>2009-08-04T04:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T05:54:18.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc Ramblings...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carter'/><title type='text'>Carter says......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SngTRmEUV6I/AAAAAAAABYA/JUzb6aCtIjk/s1600-h/_MG_5022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SngTRmEUV6I/AAAAAAAABYA/JUzb6aCtIjk/s400/_MG_5022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366060149009307554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mom, give me a lot of chicken, I need to grow so I can drive the combine."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"When I get big, I'm gonna drive that rocket.......and Daddy's gonna go with me" &lt;em&gt;(while driving past the Space and Rocket Center Saturday)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lilah,  I'm your big brother and that means I'm the boss...and I'm gonna keep you safe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While his dad was lying exhausted on the couch, Carter stood on top of his knees and said, " I'M THE KING OF THE MOUNTAIN!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, I am not going to sit in Santa's lap this year.....I might kick him and tell him I don't want his stupin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(stupid)&lt;/span&gt; presents."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter to my baby bump, "Hi baby! It's your brother, Carter! I've&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/CROSSC%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt; got a question for you! Would you shut up?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter put his straw to his belly button and informed me he was  giving the baby in his belly a drink. Then he proceeded to tell me that growing  a baby "sure is hard work".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you God for sending the rain to water the cows, the corn and to wash Mom's car"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While laying on the couch watching TV with his dad, a &lt;a href="http://www.zquiet.com/"&gt;ZQuiet &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(anti snore device) &lt;/span&gt;commercial came on, Carter says, "Dad, you should get one of those. Then you wouldn't wake us up with your real loud snoring."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again to the baby bump, It's your brother, Carter,  your name is going to be Roadgrader and when you come out I am going to spit on you!" Nice, Carter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time his dad is leaving the house, Carter runs to the door and kisses him bye. Then he says (everytime) ....."Bye Daddy! I love you! Don't run over any trees, or old coyotes....and don't back into the pond."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, I don't want you to go to the hospital to let the Dr cut the baby out. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(He vividly remembers being away from me for the majority of 2 days when I had Lilah)&lt;/span&gt; I'll just cut it out for you with Papa's knife."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On a side note, we no longer watch the Discovery Health Channel, and mom sleeps with one eye open. :)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Carter is currently 3 years and 2 months old**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-5149906427146744896?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5149906427146744896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=5149906427146744896&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/5149906427146744896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/5149906427146744896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/carter-says.html' title='Carter says......'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SngTRmEUV6I/AAAAAAAABYA/JUzb6aCtIjk/s72-c/_MG_5022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-1921963935529548915</id><published>2009-08-01T04:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T07:29:06.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc Ramblings...'/><title type='text'>Got Plans?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, what are you doing today? The C Fire Department is hosting a Carnival at East Brow Baptist Church on HWY 75 from 12-5 CST today! Please come out and support them!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be firetrucks.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SnNnby6-vPI/AAAAAAAABXw/opCr2BMJboI/s1600-h/_MG_3409a4web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364745308351675634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SnNnby6-vPI/AAAAAAAABXw/opCr2BMJboI/s400/_MG_3409a4web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; There will be food &amp;amp; drinks......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SnNjuypZ_FI/AAAAAAAABXo/kkjcAelbC_Y/s1600-h/_MG_4307b4web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364741236648967250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SnNjuypZ_FI/AAAAAAAABXo/kkjcAelbC_Y/s400/_MG_4307b4web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;There will be pony rides.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SnNjuh-R76I/AAAAAAAABXg/hgEXDgQ8Nsw/s1600-h/_MG_3443a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364741232173117346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SnNjuh-R76I/AAAAAAAABXg/hgEXDgQ8Nsw/s400/_MG_3443a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There will also be auctions where lots of great things will be auctioned off. Carnival-style games including but not limited to a Dunking Booth.......and much much more!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This little fireman will most certainly be making an appearance......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364889276300941106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SnPqX1U4VzI/AAAAAAAABX4/_2bFu73dxoU/s400/_MG_0387b4web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.....and so will his dad. Please come out and support the Fire Department today. They work so very hard for our community. Some of them have worked very hard to get this carnival together and I am praying for a huge turnout!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope to see you there!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-1921963935529548915?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1921963935529548915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=1921963935529548915&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/1921963935529548915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/1921963935529548915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/got-plans.html' title='Got Plans?'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SnNnby6-vPI/AAAAAAAABXw/opCr2BMJboI/s72-c/_MG_3409a4web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-7780214642345336539</id><published>2009-07-27T08:42:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:44:25.637-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc Ramblings...'/><title type='text'>A Fun Saturday.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and some fun new toys! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister, Crystal, and brother in law, Chris, who live an hour and a half away, invited their nieces and nephews and their parents to spend Saturday with them. Their place is the perfect place to meet up since my brother, Heath, and sister in law, Aimee, live 2.5 hours from here but only 1 hour from my sister. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only things hampering the fun was sister Dana and her family couldn't come, and Heath had to work. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had a blast! Maggie &amp;amp; Lilah cracked me up all day long. They are the only girls in the bunch and I just know they are going to be bff's! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Crystal sent me home with some new photography toys which I can not wait to play with! One of which requires a baby, and I just &lt;em&gt;happen&lt;/em&gt; to know some one who will be producing one of those in a month or three....:) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...AND! I just got these new toys for the blog pics and am still tinkering with them but I am in love already! &lt;em&gt;(Note: I am still tinkering, so some of the pics look a little wonky) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a great weekend....but now it's Monday, and well, my house is to the point of getting on my nerves, so I. MUST. CLEAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to pray for &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;Stellan&lt;/a&gt;, I have been getting twitter updates from Mckmama through the night and he isn't doing well. I feel like I know them personally. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have followed this family since MckMama was 23 weeks pregnant, which is exactly what I am right now. I held my breath at my appointment last Wednesday when Dr. H was doing the ultrasound exam of the heart and organs, and couldn't help but think about this family and this miracle baby as I lay there watching the screen. All was well and I am so thankful, but I also know the heartbreak that ultrasound machine can bring and have a serious love/hate relationship with it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have ya'll ever noticed I ramble? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might start thinking EVERY post is a rambling dream post.......maybe you already did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sm2u6LFDrNI/AAAAAAAABTA/eUFwZ_hdABQ/s1600-h/blogpics1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363135045697776850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sm2u6LFDrNI/AAAAAAAABTA/eUFwZ_hdABQ/s400/blogpics1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363136108097838130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sm2v4A0-HDI/AAAAAAAABTI/yjekWaEgLSs/s400/blogpics2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363137452669492674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sm2xGRv1XcI/AAAAAAAABTQ/NnG_k6rvhnM/s400/blogpics3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363138437528034354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sm2x_moaHDI/AAAAAAAABTY/J06zROMRN0g/s400/blogpics4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363140541644413138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sm2z6FE2GNI/AAAAAAAABTg/JVIuzLsk1QQ/s400/blogpics5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, if you haven't yet OD'd on pictures of cute kids, check out my first ever photo blog post &lt;a href="http://deedrapike.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt; I maxed out my flickr account in about a week so I decided to start showing pic previews &lt;a href="http://http//deedrapike.blogspot.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;instead!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-7780214642345336539?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7780214642345336539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=7780214642345336539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/7780214642345336539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/7780214642345336539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/fun-saturday.html' title='A Fun Saturday.....'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sm2u6LFDrNI/AAAAAAAABTA/eUFwZ_hdABQ/s72-c/blogpics1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-9029147477132666672</id><published>2009-07-26T18:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T18:57:44.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer Requests'/><title type='text'>Pray.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SmztD7ra6MI/AAAAAAAABS4/gPgY-_eGSfw/s1600-h/stellan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362921908106619074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SmztD7ra6MI/AAAAAAAABS4/gPgY-_eGSfw/s400/stellan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mckmama posted twittered this pic of Stellan's heart monitor. Look at the heartrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for this baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......and his family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-9029147477132666672?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/9029147477132666672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=9029147477132666672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/9029147477132666672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/9029147477132666672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/pray.html' title='Pray.....'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SmztD7ra6MI/AAAAAAAABS4/gPgY-_eGSfw/s72-c/stellan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-6957093864575228996</id><published>2009-07-18T08:44:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:55:38.988-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misc Ramblings...'/><title type='text'>Friday Night Adventure.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So we were on the boat. Matthew (11) was driving (it's okay though 'cause Aaron J was instructing him), and Rachel (9) kept singing "Row Row Row your Boat"....except the words were all wrong. It was a delightful mixture of Row your Boat &amp;amp; Johnny Be Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, Carter was loving his first kneeboarding experience and Lilah couldn't get enough of the tube. There must have been 15 or so people on the boat. Whose boat was it anyway? Glenn's maybe? Oh well, as long as there's gas, who cares, right? Kenny L was working the ski's.....which is incredible since he just had surgery on his foot. Maury just totally showed up the young guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the way home we stopped at the BBQ place to eat. Carter pee'd in the floor many times.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kyle kept getting on to him. I just kept laughing and laughing. Lilah thought it was a hoot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How did we get the  boat to the BBQ place? Does anybody have a mop?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where's that Mtn Dew bottle? Lisa said that works well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh look the rodeo is across the road this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carter rode Lilah on the ponies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How are we going to get the boat up the mountain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When we got home, the snake was out. Good thing we drained it's poison, cause he's rubbing up against Carter's legs, kitten style. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stupid snake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why does yahoo always make you sign in with your name + @yahoo.com. Don't they know you're @yahoo.com if you're signing in to @yahoo.com?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stupid yahoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey look, there's the Imagination Movers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Jump up! Stand down! Turn around turn around turn around turn around! We're something something and we're having fun!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where is my camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter wants a trumbone. Did somebody tell Santa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who's knee is in my back? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is this for real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who's snoring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pregnancy dreams + Benadryl= one wild night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-6957093864575228996?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6957093864575228996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=6957093864575228996&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/6957093864575228996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/6957093864575228996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-night-adventure.html' title='Friday Night Adventure.....'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-2750574047005531911</id><published>2009-07-12T14:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:19:46.470-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Photo Phun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have had such a fun week, I just had to share some of it with you. We had a great holiday weekend spent with family &amp;amp; friends and I took &lt;em&gt;tons&lt;/em&gt; of pictures. I hope to eventually play with some of the fireworks pics I took and see what I can come up with, but for now I'm having way more fun working on photos of actual people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are a few pics from a couple of sessions I did last week. I still have 2 more sessions to edit so if you don't see yours on here, that's why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first is a maternity session I did with Holly &amp;amp; Cody. They are the cutest couple and their baby girl is due in just a few weeks! Holly is naming her precious baby after her sweet sister who died a year and a half ago......which made this session all the more special to us all! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo8vb59dFI/AAAAAAAABSM/PT11_Pglaok/s1600-h/_MG_3922a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357661492353004626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo8vb59dFI/AAAAAAAABSM/PT11_Pglaok/s400/_MG_3922a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo8vDJ0o5I/AAAAAAAABSE/g3-eopIoB9U/s1600-h/_MG_3892MBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357661485708649362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo8vDJ0o5I/AAAAAAAABSE/g3-eopIoB9U/s400/_MG_3892MBW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo8uvhN7MI/AAAAAAAABR8/DzjTWQ6owS0/s1600-h/_MG_3884a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357661480438066370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo8uvhN7MI/AAAAAAAABR8/DzjTWQ6owS0/s400/_MG_3884a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo8uZcu8EI/AAAAAAAABR0/QmDc7HhS8Nc/s1600-h/_MG_3949a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357661474513678402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo8uZcu8EI/AAAAAAAABR0/QmDc7HhS8Nc/s400/_MG_3949a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo8txPV6hI/AAAAAAAABRs/szaW9ejURU4/s1600-h/_MG_3836ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357661463720094226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo8txPV6hI/AAAAAAAABRs/szaW9ejURU4/s400/_MG_3836ab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next is my neice and nephew, Maggie &amp;amp; Max, we had such a good time shooting these! They were both so good! I was a little nervous since my kids would also be there and would be dying to play with their cousins, but everyone did great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo6OJk5FKI/AAAAAAAABRg/Er5449qSUoQ/s1600-h/_MG_3292bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357658721473860770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo6OJk5FKI/AAAAAAAABRg/Er5449qSUoQ/s400/_MG_3292bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo6NlbZ1fI/AAAAAAAABRU/NKyxCKPIKxQ/s1600-h/3188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357658711770387954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo6NlbZ1fI/AAAAAAAABRU/NKyxCKPIKxQ/s400/3188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo6NOeXi6I/AAAAAAAABRI/DhII04wfsZs/s1600-h/together2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357658705608805282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo6NOeXi6I/AAAAAAAABRI/DhII04wfsZs/s400/together2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo6Ml8q1TI/AAAAAAAABRA/b1s8Xr9Fb4k/s1600-h/_MG_2930bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357658694730044722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo6Ml8q1TI/AAAAAAAABRA/b1s8Xr9Fb4k/s400/_MG_2930bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To check out more from these sessions click &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/33494680@N03/page1/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two more sessions this week! I'm so excited! I can't tell you how much I am loving all this photography stuff! Even the techy learning stuff......(which usually makes my head hurt)....is fun! I got lights this week and I'm looking forward to doing some indoor stuff as well as outdoor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need pics??  Give me a call or shoot me an email and we'll go from there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-2750574047005531911?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2750574047005531911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=2750574047005531911&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/2750574047005531911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/2750574047005531911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/photo-phun.html' title='Photo Phun!'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Slo8vb59dFI/AAAAAAAABSM/PT11_Pglaok/s72-c/_MG_3922a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-900434962900049320</id><published>2009-07-10T07:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T07:40:06.823-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests'/><title type='text'>PHOTOSHOP CS4 GIVEAWAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/photography/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Pioneer Woman,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;one of my favorite photographer/bloggers is giving away THREE copies of Photoshop CS4....and a camera, but she lost me at CS4, because as she says it is THE macdaddy of all the photoshops. I actually won a copy in a photo contest a few months back and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...AM....IN....LOOOOOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/photography/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, go register.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell her I sent you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm sure she knows I exsist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-900434962900049320?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/900434962900049320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=900434962900049320&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/900434962900049320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/900434962900049320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/photoshop-cs4-giveaway.html' title='PHOTOSHOP CS4 GIVEAWAY!!'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-5420641310249446063</id><published>2009-07-09T23:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:19:55.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><title type='text'>Sk8tr Babies....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lilah's the one on the right. &lt;em&gt;(not really, but I can totally see her rockin' some of these moves!..ha!)......&lt;/em&gt;and Carter &lt;em&gt;HAS&lt;/em&gt; been asking for skates. hmmmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_PHnRIn74Ag&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_PHnRIn74Ag&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-5420641310249446063?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5420641310249446063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=5420641310249446063&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/5420641310249446063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/5420641310249446063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/sk8tr-babies.html' title='Sk8tr Babies....'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-7945977892208312916</id><published>2009-07-02T14:05:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:54:06.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Potty Training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carter'/><title type='text'>Potty Training..Victory?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, Carter decided one day a month or so ago that he was going to poop in the potty. He's been peeing in the potty for months now, but he'd have a meltdown when I merely suggested he try furthering his potty skills to include number 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In case you didn't know it, we live on a farm. From our house you can hear the neighbors &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt;, but you can't see them. They can't see us either, unless of course someone is hiding in the woods in which case that person would deserve whatever abnormal happenings they happened to observe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not a big deal if Carter pees in the yard....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...or off the front porch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...or the back porch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not really even a huge deal when he pulls his pants down to relieve himself in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Frankies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; parking lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(he was with his dad....his dad was mortified..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; If you aren't local, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Frankies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is THE one and only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;convienence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; store in our town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today WAS a bit of a big deal though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We took a little road trip to the poultry supply place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Albertville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this morning. Kyle &amp;amp; Carter went in and Lilah and myself sat in the car. After 10 minutes or so the passenger door opened and Carter was standing beside the car. Pants down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mom, I need you to wipe my bottom."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gulp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I pooped."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GULP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sure enough I got out and went around to the side of the car where he was and there it was. All nine inches of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I'm estimating here....I didn't actually measure it)&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but it was big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank goodness the parking lot was gravel. Thank goodness my etiquette classes paid off and I had the forethought to cover it with gravel....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(very discretely, I didn't want to call attention to us or anything)&lt;/span&gt;...then proceeded to wipe my child's rear, pull up his nice clean big boy undies, and strap him in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;carseat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kyle came out of the store just in time for the rear wiping part. He said, "What are you doing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I pointed to the little mound of gravels and said, "Don't step right there....Hurry up and get in."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I could tell you how many shades of red his face turned. Can you say "mortified"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me? I was just glad he didn't poop in his big boy undies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(or the car, or my house!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd say it was a victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;....also Dad, for future reference, this is what happens when a 3 yr old tells you he needs to potty, there isn't a public restroom in the place, AND dad sends said 3 yr old into the parking lot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALONE&lt;/span&gt; to find his mom and let her deal with the problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just so you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-7945977892208312916?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7945977892208312916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=7945977892208312916&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/7945977892208312916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/7945977892208312916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/potty-trainingvictory.html' title='Potty Training..Victory?'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-583172266030237323</id><published>2009-06-25T18:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T18:43:23.344-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Talk'/><title type='text'>Ultrasound=UltraCool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Check these out! Isn't it AMAZING how fast a baby forms and grows in the womb? Actually I should say, isn't it MIRACULOUS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Ultrasound 4/15/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SkK67K7BB_I/AAAAAAAABQo/9w-Bs_iCbIA/s1600-h/041509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351044832976504818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SkK67K7BB_I/AAAAAAAABQo/9w-Bs_iCbIA/s400/041509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Ultrasound 5/27/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SkK67bE-TGI/AAAAAAAABQw/l-X62oao0NU/s1600-h/052709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351044837313236066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SkK67bE-TGI/AAAAAAAABQw/l-X62oao0NU/s400/052709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Ultrasound 6/24/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SkK67oTpduI/AAAAAAAABQ4/DKY3mlKLLqo/s1600-h/062409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351044840864446178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SkK67oTpduI/AAAAAAAABQ4/DKY3mlKLLqo/s400/062409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;My doctor visit yesterday went great! He told me I was carrying high this time, which is good, because I thought I was either having serious upper gastric issues or this baby was in an odd place for this point in my pregnancy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(half way there considering I'll probably deliver at 38 weeks as usual)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I'm really happy to know it's baby moving and not my intestines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I'm sure you are too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The baby must have really enjoyed his/her time with the ultrasound machine yesterday as well, because he/she put on a show during the ultrasound and has been moving like crazy ever since!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-583172266030237323?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/583172266030237323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=583172266030237323&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/583172266030237323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/583172266030237323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/ultrasoundultracool.html' title='Ultrasound=UltraCool!'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SkK67K7BB_I/AAAAAAAABQo/9w-Bs_iCbIA/s72-c/041509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-3047976408116766938</id><published>2009-06-24T16:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:04:51.562-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Fly By Fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This past weekend was crazy busy! Full of food, fun, fphotos, and of course, Fathers! We had cookouts on Friday and Saturday nights and on Saturday I did pictures for an adorable family and then senior portraits for a sweetheart of a kid who I can't even believe is about to be a senior! I'm also trying to finish a photography course I'm taking and some Photoshop classes before the baby is born and what little sense I have left goes out the window for a while.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Busy...but sooooo fun!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I am so humbled as I watch God work in our family. A year ago if anyone had asked me to take so much as a snapshot of them I would have laughed really loudly then would have promptly reminded them that my sister is the photographer in our family....not me! But God is providing. The camera, the photoshop &lt;em&gt;(CS4!!! SQUEALLLLLLLLL!)...&lt;/em&gt;even the training. Like I said, I am so humbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All that said, by far the highlight of my son's weekend was when a longtime friend of the family provided us with a fabulous airshow at Dad's house. I have great memories flying with this man when I was a kid. We always had such fun, and I have to give props to my dad who held on tight to his puke bag for every flight, but still tagged along for the sake of me and my sister!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have to admit though, when he made his dive then headed straight for the tractor which held my dad, my nephew, and my son....well, I nearly fainted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sj7hdoIbw5I/AAAAAAAABPQ/TFQV7h5HDaw/s1600-h/_MG_2116_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349961306467976082" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 392px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sj7hdoIbw5I/AAAAAAAABPQ/TFQV7h5HDaw/s400/_MG_2116_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Dad &amp;amp; the kids are standing in front of the tractor. You can barely see them! (I wasn't expecting the show so all I had was my 50mm lens (a prime, no zoom!) and no time to grab anything different!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then he circled around for a second go at the kids and came directly over the house. I took this shot as he was right over my head. (I was standing on the porch!) Remember NO ZOOM!! This was such a cool picture I thought it was screaming for a bit of texture, so I added some. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sj7g-XUPuEI/AAAAAAAABPI/knJfC-ibAVQ/s1600-h/_MG_2095_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349960769378170946" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sj7g-XUPuEI/AAAAAAAABPI/knJfC-ibAVQ/s400/_MG_2095_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a great time with family, lots of laughing, lots of eating, lots of loving on my dad......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our heavenly Father showed off with a beautiful sunset.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sj7g-CZ_GUI/AAAAAAAABPA/-73psiNj1pA/s1600-h/_MG_2063_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349960763765102914" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 348px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sj7g-CZ_GUI/AAAAAAAABPA/-73psiNj1pA/s400/_MG_2063_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....a sunset that was even beautiful AFTER the sun set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351003467394552402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 277px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/SkKVTYHvklI/AAAAAAAABQg/IoPSvsJhPrg/s400/_MG_2124_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-3047976408116766938?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3047976408116766938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=3047976408116766938&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/3047976408116766938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/3047976408116766938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/fly-by-fun.html' title='Fly By Fun...'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sj7hdoIbw5I/AAAAAAAABPQ/TFQV7h5HDaw/s72-c/_MG_2116_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164950561706488975.post-7324791075873729662</id><published>2009-06-22T09:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:46:01.676-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Heart Faces'/><title type='text'>Week 24 Photo Challenge: "Lets hear it for the boys!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In honor of Father's Day,&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt; I Heart Faces &lt;/a&gt;is featuring the men and boys in our lives this week. I hope to have a post up soon of our Father's Day fun with family, but in the mean time I had to show off a few of the guys in my life!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350155458714089266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sj-SCxnFNzI/AAAAAAAABPw/bZy1QAVdI9g/s400/Button_-_Kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350159008617259890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sj-VRaB843I/AAAAAAAABQA/chbE1OSQtns/s400/_MG_2714_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny Faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350155458781086642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sj-SCx3Dg7I/AAAAAAAABPo/ttxLvu0NA6k/s400/Button_-_Adults.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350156746337768642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sj-TNuYfVMI/AAAAAAAABP4/v4_suHk_mQc/s400/_MG_0527_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I took this picture of my dad and his three grandsons a few weeks ago. I love it! My dad was going to show the boys a nest of baby birds he had found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to visit &lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Heart Faces &lt;/a&gt;to see all the entries this week.....and every week! You are sure to be inspired!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164950561706488975-7324791075873729662?l=nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7324791075873729662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164950561706488975&amp;postID=7324791075873729662&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/7324791075873729662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164950561706488975/posts/default/7324791075873729662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-24-photo-challenge-lets-hear-it.html' title='Week 24 Photo Challenge: &quot;Lets hear it for the boys!&quot;'/><author><name>Deedra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09524553659097867137</uri><email>pikedeedra@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12367183015365217174'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6y_C7-YuYXY/Sj-SCxnFNzI/AAAAAAAABPw/bZy1QAVdI9g/s72-c/Button_-_Kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry></feed>