<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390</id><updated>2011-12-14T20:50:02.544-06:00</updated><category term='Joel'/><category term='Mclennan Community College'/><category term='Aurora'/><category term='birth'/><category term='Interpreting'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Deaf Culture'/><category term='remodeling house'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Sign Langague'/><title type='text'>~*~ThE LiLy AmOnG ThORns~*~</title><subtitle type='html'>Song of Solomon 2:2
A woman set apart for her Abba</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-1165317275350837585</id><published>2009-09-03T19:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:42:00.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Really--I'm extremely busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, so I've only been EXTREMELY busy for maybe two weeks now, but it's an excuse that I intend to embrace.  I go to school Monday-Thursday now, but am very blessed to have an amazing teacher who allows me to do work from home on Monday and Wednesday.  I still have to be there for an hour and a half on those days, but it's only about 3 hours total away from my children.  On Tuesday/Thursday I'm at school from 8 to 3, but the kids are in preschool at church.  They LOVE it.  Joel is already saying Sawwie at home, he loves Ms. Sallie already.  Aurora also loves her teacher and the fact that her worm always stays on the red apple.  I'm so glad she finds such joy in the fact that she is well-behaved (at school).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joel is talking more and more.  I've had the darndest time trying to get him to say anthing.  He would say "uh uh," "mommy," "dada," "shoes on," and "please."  That's about it.  He will sign a little more than that, but mostly, that's it.  After preschool started, he's been talking a whole lot more.  He's been saying "Sawwie,"  "sleep," "Rora!," and "Sissy," to name a few.  I love that being around more kids his own age seems to have opened him up.  He is so smart and being in that environment seems only to help him.  He also moos and barks.  It doesn't matter what animal it is, he'll either say "moooo" or "arf!"  It's too cute.  I also love that he's starting to look like a little boy rather than a baby.  It makes me so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aurora is just loving having kids her own age at school, as well.  She is usually around her Aunt Andrea and Aneva, or Joel.  So the age difference is quite significant.  I think she's doing quite well with her social skills.  She really wants to join dance classes, but I'm not so sure if we're going to do that or not.  I really need to look in to that pretty soon.  I don't think her daddy is going to be for that this year.  I've already bit off more than I can chew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a horrible mother! I never take pictures of my kids. It's so hard to get any pictures of Joel without him running and grabbing the camera, resulting in blurry pictures.  I just pretty much gave up. I'm going to take them to Sears soon and get some more done there, but other than those, I've got nothing!  I took a picture of Aurora on the first day of school and Hillary has one of Joel with his teacher, but I don't know which card those are on, so it may be  a while until they get posted.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We've started a ladies Bible study on Esther.  I think I'm going to like it.  I did my day one stuff this morning and so far, so good.  It really makes me miss the times when I used to jump into the Word, so glad I have something to keep me doing that.  I started teaching the PreK and K class on Wednesday nights, they are a FUN bunch, and I really mean that.  They are so well-behaved and just sweet.  They all seem to get along really well too, I haven't had any arguing, just laughing.  They all laugh at themselves, at each other, at me, etc.  I just love hearing these 4-6 year olds laughing.  I am so blessed to have them, even though I'm TIRED by the time class starts.  I'm excited to see what our Sunday morning class will bring.  I don't know which one I'm going to, but I hope that it is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We have a lot of people coming up this weekend, so I have to go and be lazy for the rest of the evening so I can get some stuff DONE tomorrow.  I'm so excited to see what God is doing in our lives this year, I pray it's something good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-1165317275350837585?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/1165317275350837585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=1165317275350837585&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/1165317275350837585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/1165317275350837585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2009/09/really-im-extremely-busy.html' title='Really--I&apos;m extremely busy!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-953880374899612786</id><published>2009-05-24T16:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T11:03:37.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't posted on here in a while and I'm not about to pretend like I'm going to "try to to better."  No one reads it, anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel is almost 14 months old, how the time flies!  He is signing "more," "please," and an occasional "thank you."  He will also say some words, but really, not much is audible, he babbles more than any baby I've ever seen.  He will have whole conversations with you in his own language and really be trying to tell you something, it's amazing.  If only I understood him...  Joel has all but 3 teeth in all the front, so I guess that's a total of 12 or 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora had her last T-ball game yesterday.  She really improved over the season, but I don't feel like it was worth my money, she didn't learn a whole lot.  She's wanting to start dance next, perhaps I will sign her up.  She's doing really well with her writing, and I know if I sat down with her more she'd be full fledged reading and writing now, but really I don't help enough.  She is really quite intelligent for her age and understands more than most 4-year olds. (Maybe I'm biased)  Being around a bunch of older people I guess helps learning.  She is going to be a flower girl in Alley's cousin Sarah's wedding in 2 weeks.  Then in October, she will be flower girl in Alley's other cousin, Amber's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my first semester of school with flying colors, or maybe not.  I got all A's and one C, dadgum math!  I hate math.  Have I ever mentioned that?  I mean, seriously, who friggin cares how to figure out retirement?  I ADORED my English class and cannot wait to start Fresh Comp II.  I have a class I'm starting on Tuesday/Thursday nights for ASL all summer, June 1 through July 30.  Then, at the beginning of July, I start my Fresh Comp II class.  In the Fall, I have classes Monday through Thursday, hopefully.  I have to find someone to watch my children on Tuesday/Thursdays since Bonnie already offered Mon/Wed help.   I was going to put them in Tues/Thurs school at my church, but there is no room for Joel.  UGH! That makes me so sad, I don't know what I'm going to do.  I may have to stay in school for an extra semester.  I will pray that the Lord will provide someone.  I've been in worse situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough babbling, I'm beginning to sound like Joel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-953880374899612786?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/953880374899612786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=953880374899612786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/953880374899612786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/953880374899612786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-havent-posted-on-here-in-while-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-841596297878983127</id><published>2009-02-08T17:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:49:43.995-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sign Langague'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mclennan Community College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interpreting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deaf Culture'/><title type='text'>School, My Birthday, and everthing else...</title><content type='html'>It's been over a month since I've blogged.  I don't really have a lot of time, although if I didn't get on Facebook or Myspace I'd have some to spare.  ha.  Well, I am taking 16 hours of classes this semester.  I get shocked looks everytime I tell people this, though I don't know why.  My 2 hardest classes, Freshman Composition (which I LOVE) and Contemporary Liberal Math (whatever that's supposed to mean) are online, so I have a week to do everything and I've been working ahead of schedule anyway.  I have 3 classes on Campus: Deaf Culture, ASL II, and Fingerspelling/Numbers.  I find Deaf Culture fascinating and love the class.  It's mostly lecture and we watch videos and answer questions at home.  Though, those are due once a month, so I have plenty of time for it.  ASL II require a little bit more homework, but mostly, it's easy because I know most of it.  I'm learning some new stuff, but mostly I'm being reminded of signs I've forgotten.  My Fingerspelling/numbers class is separated to fingerspelling on Mondays and numbers on Wednesdays.  Fingerspelling is easy.  I'm pretty good at reading it, and doing it, so hopefullly I won't have too much trouble there.  Numbers class is requiring us to video tape ourselves a lot.  But mostly, it's easy.  Lucky for me, all 3 of these classes I have on Mondays and Wednesday 8-2.  I have an hour for lunch in there too.  So, I get to be home with the kiddos every other day of the week.  It's really good for me to be able to get out and do something.  I've been wanting to go to school and I finally picked something to go for.  I should be a Sign Language Interpreter in 2 years.  I hope to one day, maybe, teach sign language in school, or maybe teach deaf children.  I'm not big on teaching oral to them, though, and that's what Baylor requires when you take their program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, I'm 23 now.  My birthday was fantastic.  I got a pair of BRIGHT yellow shoes from Hillary.  THANK YOU!  They are awesome high heels and very vibrant.  My mother in law got me a TI-84 calculator...very much needed, a great gift.  And my marvelous hubby got me what I wanted the most, an undermount radio for my kitchen.  I LOVE IT.  He kept telling me he wasn't going to get me what I wanted because he didn't get what he wanted for his birthday. (I LOOKED EVERYWHERE, PEOPLE!)  But, when I got home, lo and behold, there is my new radio!  I was so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel is FULL OUT walking now...more like running.  The boy only walks when he's mad.  If there is food within like a 10 foot radius, he will sprint for it.  He is so funny.  He makes word sounds when I tell him things like "banana" and "food" but still isn't good at mimicking them.  I think he's a bit behind Aurora on that aspect.  But that's okay, no two babies are alike, right?  But really, he's doing great developmentally.  Physically, he's a bit on the hefty side, but he's just a big boy, he's happy and that's what matters.  He loves popping his lips for food or kisses.  I think it's funny how it's the same for him for either.  He's still very huggy.  If you pick him up, he will just grab you around your neck and squeeze.  It's so sweet, the sweetest hugs I get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora is starting Tee Ball this year.  She has tryouts this Saturday and then they will pick her team on the 29th.  I signed up to be a coach, but I have no idea if they'll need me.  I hope they do because I know I'd like to coach as they get older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super excited about the kid's birthday this year.  I know it's still 2 months away, but I'd like to have the party at my house, and since it's not quite finished yet, 2 months isn't much time.  I'm hoping a lot of my family can come up.  My aunt said she probably would, but I don't know for sure.  Lucky her, her best friend paid to take her on a 2 month trip to Australia and New Zealand.  I'm way jealous, I've always wanted to visit Australia.  I can't believe my babies are going to be 4 and 1.  It just hardly seems possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm rambling on and probably not making much sense.  I know my grammar is probably awful throughout this whole mess and that's because I'm just writing what I'm thinking.  So I'm out for today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-841596297878983127?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/841596297878983127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=841596297878983127&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/841596297878983127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/841596297878983127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-my-birthday-and-everthing-else.html' title='School, My Birthday, and everthing else...'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-224908072576193087</id><published>2009-01-02T12:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:05:34.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title</title><content type='html'>Well new year, new blog.  Same old, same old that everyone else is doing.  I do this for my benefit though, to remember the things I KNOW I won't several years from now (or even months in my case).  Or, I use it to point things out to Alley, like the fact that Aurora had more teeth than Joel at this point, he didn't believe me, so I pulled up her blog and WHAT DO YOU KNOW!?  Mommy is ALWAYS right!  (Men, don't you forget that!)&lt;br /&gt;So Joel is almost nine months old now, on the fourth to be exact.  He's been able to take one or two steps for a while now, like a month or so, and has been pulling up on things for about 3 months.  But here in the last week he is really going.  He's discovered he can walk from object to object and it doesn't have to be just to someone.  He has six teeth that are adorable and I believe 2 more are trying to make their entrance.  He says "bye bye" "mama" "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dada&lt;/span&gt;" and "hi."  He absolutely LOVES to give hugs, but only when he wants them, if you want them, too bad.  He also loves giving kisses to his mommy, though I don't like it as much as he does.  He ADORES his big sister.  She is so great with him.  They can just laugh and laugh at each other for NOTHING, it's pretty funny.  Though, Aurora thinks she's the boss.  That could lead to some trouble, eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that we're on Aurora, she is a HANDFUL...but in a good way.  She is a very smart girl.  She can write her name (for a year now) she can read and write some simple words, like Cat, Hat, Cow, Dog...etc.  She's doing amazingly well.  I think she could read more if I sat down with her some more.  She writes her ABC's and practices every day, so writing isn't the problem at all, it's the sounding them out.  And the only ones she has a problem with I never thought about.  C's, K's and Ch's and S's confuse her.  She understand that an S says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SSSS&lt;/span&gt; but when a C says it, she gets confused.  and when a C sounds like a K and CH what is that!? But she'll learn, I guess those are the words you just have to memorize.  On top of being smart, Aurora is bossy.  She knows she's smart which makes her bossy.  She uses her "logic" on us all the time.  "Well, since I'm 3 now and I'm turning 4, I won't have to listen to what you say when I turn 4."  Or, "Since Joel is just a baby, I can boss him around and tell him what to do."  What I find extremely hilarious, is that here lately, she says "eh" after everything.  "you love me, eh?"  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; it is too funny.  I guess she's been hanging around Canadians, or perhaps watching Brother Bear way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some little things about each of my kids.  I could go on and on about both of them, especially Aurora.  Her personality has just BLOSSOMED over the last year.  As for Alley and I, well we are doing well.  We love being parents and love being together.  We still have our differences at times, it would be dishonest to say we don't, but we are MUCH better at working through them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still planning on starting school in the Spring, have everything turned in, just have to go get registered on the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and perhaps have to take the math portion of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Accuplacer&lt;/span&gt;.  BLAH!  But, that shouldn't take more than the one day.  I have a orientation on the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and classes start the 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm planning on 12 hours at the moment, but 9 of them will be online and one of those is a class that will be over in March.  Hopefully, I can still get in those classes.  They are all pretty much classes I'd need for anything (English, Speech, Computer, and Psychology), but I am planning on doing Sign Language Interpreting.  But I have a hard time making up my mind on things, so hopefully I can stick with it.  It's something I've loved and been good at for a long time now, so I think it'd be best.  Not to mention, I prayed about it, and that's what I believe I was called to do.  I kind of found that out at a church camp called Youth WAVE when I was in high school, but I don't think it was time for me to go to school yet.  God has a plan for me and has had all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the LORD for his blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-224908072576193087?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/224908072576193087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=224908072576193087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/224908072576193087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/224908072576193087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-title.html' title='No Title'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-6568332259012391864</id><published>2008-07-03T18:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T18:47:17.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post isn't much about my beautiful children, while they are absolutely ADORABLE and PERFECT!  I love them so much.  I will dedicate a post to them later with pictures.  This post is more to share because I want to share something I found wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never ceases to amaze me when God shows me something so clear.  When I left Alley, I was depressed and bitter.  I maybe left him for a little longer than I should have, but the Lord did not let me run away from Him.  He yelled and YELLED at me until I turned my life down enough to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, now about this amazing thing.  I was upset one day because I have a hard time forgiving myself for the things I did.  Anyway, for some reason we were reading Isaiah in church, and I decided to read on my own for some reason.  I was praying through communion about getting help to forgive myself, and here is what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your Maker is your husband—        the LORD Almighty is his name—        the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer;        he is called the God of all the earth.&lt;br /&gt; 6 The LORD will call you back        as if you were a wife deserted and distressed in spirit—        a wife who married young,        only to be rejected," says your God.&lt;br /&gt; 7 "For a brief moment I abandoned you,        but with deep compassion I will bring you back.&lt;br /&gt; 8 In a surge of anger        I hid my face from you for a moment,        but with everlasting kindness        I will have compassion on you,"        says the LORD your Redeemer.&lt;br /&gt; 9 "To me this is like the days of Noah,        when I swore that the waters of Noah would never again cover the earth.        So now I have sworn not to be angry with you,        never to rebuke you again.&lt;br /&gt; 10 Though the mountains be shaken        and the hills be removed,        yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken        nor my covenant of peace be removed,"        says the LORD, who has compassion on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so not exactly talking about a person here, however, it was just what I needed to hear at that point in time.  It was a verse in Isaiah ALSO about Zion that I received when I was praying about going back to Alley.  Anyway, I just love when I get answered prayers that I can HEAR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether that made sense to anyone but me, I don't know, nor care.  I just wanted to document it somewhere so I wouldn't forget...and maybe my words are meant for someone else to see.  There is no such thing as coincidence nor "accidents."  God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;divinely&lt;/span&gt; orchestrates EVERYTHING, whether you want to believe it or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-6568332259012391864?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/6568332259012391864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=6568332259012391864&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/6568332259012391864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/6568332259012391864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-post-isnt-much-about-my-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-7891066026934919140</id><published>2008-06-30T21:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:40:20.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Update</title><content type='html'>I promised I'd come back, didn't take me tooooo long!  Hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The House (still not 100%, but close!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 600px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w17.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/5aa7b2ff.pbw" height="180" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=4" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5aa7b2ff.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiddos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w17.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/54c9bd84.pbw" height="120" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=4" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/?action=view&amp;amp;current=54c9bd84.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-7891066026934919140?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/7891066026934919140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=7891066026934919140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/7891066026934919140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/7891066026934919140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2008/06/picture-update.html' title='Picture Update'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-7830397742750847895</id><published>2008-06-30T18:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:04:00.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently, I am trying to upload and resize all the pictures I want to post. But before I get to that, let me share with you how GREAT my night was last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel decided to wake up every hour crying and wanting to nurse...so I finally caved in and just let him nurse, all STINKING night long! That's right, my fat boy probably just got fatter, and I don't care. My sanity is far more important at the present time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to figure out why God gave me a semi-difficult baby. Aurora was so good, I mean, occasionally she would cry for teething, but this is the second night in a row Joel hasn't slept well. I thought maybe he was teething, but I guess not, nothing has cut through yet. OH please pray that the Lord will teach me what he needs to without losing too much sleep. Maybe he figures fatigue is a good thing for me? I don't know. I'm sure there is something to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the subject of listening to God, I prayed about moving here before we did. I had a feeling we should and knew things would work out to our advantage if we did. I have yet to figure out why. Maybe losing Dillon and getting to spend time with him was part of it, but there has got to be more. I feel it. Anyway, pray that I can hear His plans for our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a beautiful wedding on Saturday.  &lt;a href="http://www.ryanandstacy.com/"&gt;Ryan and Stacy&lt;/a&gt; wrote their own vows and had a really cool wedding all around.  I absolutely LOVE how they put God first in their lives and love each other BECAUSE of Him.  It's beautiful.  Reminds me of why I married Alley in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the pictures...will put a new post up with them in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt; In Him &lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-7830397742750847895?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/7830397742750847895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=7830397742750847895&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/7830397742750847895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/7830397742750847895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2008/06/currently-i-am-trying-to-upload-and.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-6805471630093767555</id><published>2008-06-25T23:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:36:24.008-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remodeling house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aurora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Why do I seem to take month long sabbaticals from writing in here?  That is the right word, correct?  Sabbatical?  That means a long break, yes?  Man, I hope I didn't just sound really dumb. ha  So, I guess I should update where the heck I have been.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past, I felt the need to write down all my thoughts, good and bad.   Here lately, I haven't felt the need to write at all.  Crazy, seeing as how it was once my absolute favorite thing to do.  I want to get back in the habit, but I don't know if I will, so no promises.  I have been neglecting Aurora's blog as well and still haven't added Joel to it.  I'm going to try to change the address to auroraandjoel.  We shall se if I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I will start from where I left off.  Well, sort of.  I was five months pregnant with my beautiful baby boy.  I had a miserable pregnancy, that lasted even longer than my first.  I also waited to find out the sex again.  So on April 4, 2008 at 11:24 pm, after 27 hours of horrible labor, Joel Xavier was born.  He was a whopping 9 lbs and was 21" long.  He came looking exactly like Aurora.&lt;br /&gt;A few days after Joel was born, the 16th to be exact, Aurora turned 3 years old.  What a momentous occasion.  I don't think I've ever seen her that proud of herself. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="width: 600px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w17.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/89f4c68c.pbw" height="180" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://i17.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;amp;type=4" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/?action=view&amp;amp;current=89f4c68c.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I've been trying to finish our house and juggling two children.  Aurora is a good kid, don't get a lot of trouble out of her, and Joel, well, he's a fussy baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, well here are some more recent pictures of my beautiful family, the kids anyway.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aurora-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 452px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/aurora-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/?action=view&amp;amp;current=auroraandjoel.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 423px; height: 307px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/auroraandjoel.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/?action=view&amp;amp;current=joel-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 394px; height: 556px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/joel-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/?action=view&amp;amp;current=auroraandjoel1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 322px; height: 460px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/auroraandjoel1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's all for now.  I have some pics on my camera I need to upload.  I have to do that on a different computer, so I will do that later.  I also will post some before and after pictures of the old house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9309390-6805471630093767555?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/6805471630093767555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=6805471630093767555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/6805471630093767555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/6805471630093767555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-do-i-seem-to-take-month-long.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-1796730862258273046</id><published>2007-11-01T08:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T11:11:57.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirituality</title><content type='html'>Alley and I got in a discussion last night on religion and spirituality and why we feel the way we do about it. Strange thing to discuss after 3 years of marriage, but it was a very good conversation. I find myself having a hard time actually studying the Bible. Between Aurora going "hey mommy, mommy" and my brain just not functioning due to what I'm going to call "pregnancy," Bible studying is a very difficult task for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized something when we were talking last night, it's not really the first time I couldn't focus. I don't know if it's because I didn't grow up in the church or if I just didn't pay attention in school, but memorization is something that just does not come easy to me. My "religion," is my faith. By faith, I mean solely the intimate, spiritual relationship I have with my Father God. While it's good that I have that relationship and can prove it to myself, it hardly will work to evangelize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to others asking me advice or about Jesus and God, I can only go so far with the Good Book. There comes a point in a conversation where I have to lead them to someone else or simply say "well I'm going to have to pray on that for a while." While this can be both good and bad, it's all I can do. And while some people, even very intelligible people, don't believe God can talk to you, I'm living proof of His voice. If it weren't for His voice and consistency in my life, I would not be where I am today. I would not be back with my husband, I wouldn't have married him in the first place, I wouldn't have a beautiful little girl and another on the way, I wouldn't have some of the friends I have now. I am very scared to think of where I would be if He had not &lt;strong&gt;spoken&lt;/strong&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just wanted to share my lack of intellectual knowledge on this fact. If you need to know where a certain verse is....ask my husband. If you need to know how to be still and listen to His voice....that is my department. Seems like we make a pretty good team, even though I am way more attractive. ;-) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-1796730862258273046?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/1796730862258273046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=1796730862258273046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/1796730862258273046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/1796730862258273046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2007/11/spirituality.html' title='Spirituality'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-7554444233917392874</id><published>2007-10-24T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:46:48.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>Alley came home from India today so I've been out in Baytown visiting my family.  It was a lot of fun getting to spend time with my parents.  I also got to see the ever so lovely Lois Snead.  She has got to be the most amazing woman ever.  I absolutely LOVE her with all my heart.  Anyway, my trip was fun and Alley's was interesting to say the least.  He sure did seem to have fun with the orphan kids though...I will be posting pictures soon.  I'm also going to be working on adding some stuff to Aurora's blog.  I need to keep hers up so that I can make another one for baby #2.  I'm so excited I could burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the midwife yesterday morning.  I pretty much am healthy except I am Rh-negative, so we have to run some tests to see whether or not I have to give birth in a hospital or not...I am hoping NOT!  Also I am measuring 2 weeks ahead, but apparently that is normal in second pregnancies.  I have also been instructed to take a B Complex vitamin b/c I was low on that.  anyway, I'm taking care of what I can and hoping for the best with the Rh crud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm out for today!! much love to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt; IN HIM &lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-7554444233917392874?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/7554444233917392874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=7554444233917392874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/7554444233917392874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/7554444233917392874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2007/10/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-7665680046556048792</id><published>2007-09-28T10:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:20:59.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know if I like this new blogger thing...</title><content type='html'>It took me forever and a day to get my password reset because, for the life of me, I couldn't remember my original one. Strangely enough, it was NONE of the ones I always use. What was I thinking? Anyway, thanks to a little time and effort, I have regained use of my blog! So...I posted some new pics on my myspace, but since you probably don't have myspace, I will post them here as well...after some updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, Aurora is nearly 2 1/2 and she is getting huge!! okay, she's still a tiny little thing, barely 27lbs, but it's huge to me. She's getting into everything and being the beautiful little princess she is. Last night, she attempted to do the splits on a tile floor and bumped her little head in the process. Then, we went to eat at Cracker Barrel and the little girl was eating sausage and bit her finger. My poor little baby, she just beats herself up. But she cries, and then goes right on back to whatever she was attempting. That is what I call a dare devil! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be officially 17 weeks pregnant tomorrow! How exciting! However, I am still getting sick. Last night had to have been one of the worst so far. But I'm a trooper, I can handle it. Just the thought of seeing my precious baby's face and holding him/her in my arms is far worth it. I am throwing my sister, Brandy's, baby shower on October 21st and I will, on that day, be officially half way through my pregnancy! YAY! So, I will eat me some EXTRA cake to celebrate my momentous occasion. Anyway, the pictures are finally uploaded to wear I can put them in HTML...so here they come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/16weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be me at 16 weeks preggo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/Auroraseggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora at the zoo, taking care of the eggs! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/aurorascrab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora was being a hermit crab!! *pinch pinch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/aurorasmonkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey see monkey do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/bordenfamily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my beautiful family, taken about 2 weeks ago. Me...with no make up! BLECH! Pregnancy is taking it's toll on my skin this go round!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-7665680046556048792?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/7665680046556048792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=7665680046556048792&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/7665680046556048792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/7665680046556048792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dont-know-if-i-like-this-new-blogger.html' title='I don&apos;t know if I like this new blogger thing...'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-5820532892059680003</id><published>2007-08-13T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T18:05:55.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody, TX</title><content type='html'>I made a discovery today, well sorta. I am REALLY bad at keeping in touch with people. It's not that I don't love my friends, it's that I just really am lazy, and calling someone or emailing takes way too much effort. Now answering the phone, I can do, or hitting reply...easy! It's the me actually having to do all the work that is the issue. Anyway, I really am bad at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been staying in Waco, well Moody, TX for about a month now. Alley's been working for his dad and it's been pretty nice. I really like it here except for the fact that my family and friends are so far away. But I have a good church here, alley's family, and lots of fun stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago Andrea, Aneva, Aurora, Bonnie, and I went to a place called Krause Springs outside of Austin. It was quite a drive, but I loved it there, so did Aurora. It was a lot of fun for everyone. It was also very pretty. They have a man made pool that is fed by the spring at the top, or you can walk down and swim in the spring. There are really shallow areas good for smaller kids, and deeper areas with a rope to jump in with and a big rock to jump off of.&lt;br /&gt;There aren't any really good picture of Krause, but this is the best one I could find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/krause.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I will take a picture myself because that one definately doesn't do it justice. There are some spectacular views there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Tonkawa Falls in Crawford. Yes, the place George W Bush lives.No, did not see him there. Anyway, it was smaller than Krause but much closer. It was really nice there as well. All the kids really enjoyed it. I can't say I had a bad time either, sitting in a tube getting burnt is a lot of fun. Anyway, don't have much more to say about it, but here's a picture of it. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/tonkawafalls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I better be going.  Have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-5820532892059680003?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/5820532892059680003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=5820532892059680003&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/5820532892059680003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/5820532892059680003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2007/08/moody-tx.html' title='Moody, TX'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-8280502157492569691</id><published>2007-08-06T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:40:48.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back, Michelle!</title><content type='html'>It has only been well over a year since I last posted, and let me tell you it has been one heck of a year.  Aurora has grown into a very busy, happy, crazy, 2-year old.  I have split and gotten back with Alley and have become pregnant again.  That's right, I am now expecting number 2 on March 8, 2008.  How exciting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I figured I'd welcome myself back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUCH LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-8280502157492569691?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/8280502157492569691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=8280502157492569691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/8280502157492569691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/8280502157492569691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2007/08/welcome-back-michelle.html' title='Welcome Back, Michelle!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-114472898857984835</id><published>2006-04-10T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:16:28.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tootles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1767/673/1600/tootles%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1767/673/400/tootles%20001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1767/673/1600/tootles%20003a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1767/673/400/tootles%20003a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1767/673/1600/tootles%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1767/673/400/tootles%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Paige took me to Pet World to buy Aurora an early Easter present.  Isn't it the cutest?  The lady said it shouldn't get much bigger anywhere except the ears.  How cute will that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's really funny is one of my dogs thinks it's their baby.  It's bad when your dog barks at you when you pick up the bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Aurora really likes it.  She's still a bit confused about the difference between the bunny and the dog.  But she likes to try to poke it's eye.  (don't worry you animal rights people, I won't let her)  But she likes to pet it and go "ooooohh" when I say it's soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, for those of you that don't know, I'm in Baytown for awhile.  And perhaps permanently, and quite possibly in this same house.  But that's a post for another day when things hopefully get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless, and have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-114472898857984835?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/114472898857984835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=114472898857984835&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114472898857984835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114472898857984835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/04/tootles.html' title='Tootles'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-114383301476266584</id><published>2006-03-31T13:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T13:23:34.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How well do you know me?</title><content type='html'>So, mom sent me an email, and since I don't really do emails, I figured I'd put it on here since I was "tagged"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;How well do you know me? For instance, did you know...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;FOUR jobs I've have had in my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Mervyn's Sales Associate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. Belts, Wallets, and Bags (BLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3.  Office MAnager for Seasons Care Services (still there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Four movies I would watch over and over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1.  Pride and Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &gt;2.  A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &gt;3.  Princess Diaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &gt;4.  Beauty and the Beast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five places I have lived:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1. Baytown, TX &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &gt;2.  Fountain, CO (Colorado Springs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;3.  Deer Park, TX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &gt;4. Apopka, FL (Orlando)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;5. Baton Rouge, LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Four TV shows I love to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1.  Reba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &gt;2.  Full House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &gt;3.  Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &gt;4.  Gilmore Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Places I have been on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1. Colorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;2.  Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  3.  umm that's pretty much it, places in Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Four web sites I visit daily:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.       Deanaland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.       Myspace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.       Yahoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.       Advocate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Four of my favorite foods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1. Shrimp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;2. Mexican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;3. Italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;4. and that's it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Four places I would rather be right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1.  Home w/Aurora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &gt;2.  Colorado &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;3.  Baytown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;4. Orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;You've  been tagged so here it goes...delete my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;answers, replace with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;your own and send it back to me and on to other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-114383301476266584?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/114383301476266584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=114383301476266584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114383301476266584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114383301476266584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-well-do-you-know-me.html' title='How well do you know me?'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-114365541341563622</id><published>2006-03-29T11:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T12:03:33.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How are you Spiritually?</title><content type='html'>I'm in awe at how rare a question this is to ask.  I realized today, while on the phone with Lois, how rare it is that someone asks you how you're doing spiritually?  As Christians, shouldn't we care a little more about each other in that sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss hearing Lois'wisdom.  When I speak with her, I feel like I can really question how my faith is doing and how I could do better.  I get so swept away by everyday things that I don't even ask myself how I am doing with God.  So, today, I plan on making it a point to ask myself how I'm doing spritually everday and someone else when I feel it's important.  This is a question that shouldn't go unasked or unanswered.  We need to be able to know and confess where we are, why, and how.  Does this make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just figured I'd share Lois's wisdom with the ones who aren't blessed by her presence.  I just found out that Lois will not be in town this weekend when I come.  I'm very unhappy to hear this, but she has other important things to attend to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'll be in Baytown the day after the day after tomorrow!  Good day and God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-114365541341563622?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/114365541341563622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=114365541341563622&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114365541341563622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114365541341563622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-are-you-spiritually.html' title='How are you Spiritually?'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-114304649504843651</id><published>2006-03-22T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T10:54:55.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Jason said he and some other people are anticipating a new post from me. Guess I should oblige after a week or so off. A lot has been going on. While it's really hard to type write now, you'll have to forgive me if it doesn't make much sense sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to leave Aurora for 5 days. It was really hard for me, especially since there was another baby there. I really missed her. When we got to Colorado, we immediately picked up our snowboards and junk. But we didn't get to go out til the next morning. We were some of the first in line for the lifts. I HATE LIFTS! Riley moves too much, so it was shaking. You know those cable cars they HAD at Astroworld? Yah, it's worse, b/c you're not caged in. AHHHH Ihate those things. Anyway, so I was scared to death on that. Riley told me there was pretty much no chance I wouldn't fall getting off, so I decided it'd be best to sit down so as not to hurt myself. I did this a lot while snowboarding. You get scared, sit, it's a lot less painful than falling for real. Well, I did fall for real a few times. Once was on my arm, totally wrong. And I kept catching myself with that arm thereafter, so needless to say, my arm is pretty sore. (That explains why I said it was hard to type right now.) Well I sat in the Lodge the next 2 days, seeing as how I was hurt. It was boring and it sucked. THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blainetucker.com"&gt;Blaine&lt;/a&gt; wrote in his blog about how he feels about his reading the Bible and I realized I feel the same way. I would really like to HEAR God instead of just reading words. I'm so glad there are people that are brave enough to write things like this where I can read them. I truly learn from other people and it's great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I wanna go to baytown for EAster (also Aurora's birthday).  Amy will more than likely be down and I HAVE to see her.  Not to mention, I'm dying to see Rachael b/c I miss her.  I also miss the rest of you Baytownians, but I haven't seen Amy and Rachael in the longest.  Um...I think i'm gonna go, it's lunch time.  Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt; IN HIM &lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-114304649504843651?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/114304649504843651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=114304649504843651&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114304649504843651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114304649504843651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/03/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-114201722199288105</id><published>2006-03-10T12:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T13:00:22.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, first things first, I'm leaving at 2a.m. to head to Waco then around midnight the next night to leave for Colorado! WOOT!  I got TONS to do right now, but I'm taking a slight break to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to storm here yesterday.  The winds got really high, enough to break the glass in my door when the wind caught hold of it, but that's about the extent of the badness.  But, living in a trailer, I decided it would be smartest to leave.  So, I went to Target.  Okay, I had 2 hours to do nothing but walk around Target.  Did I find anything worth looking at?  You bet!  They have some awesome furniture that's priced really great!  They're starting to put some Luella stuff on clearance.  That's Awesome!  And they have some really cute baby clothes out right now.  There was more but I don't feel like typing it all...sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE PRIDE AND PREJUDICE!!!!!!!!!!!!  I watch it at LEAST once a day.  I love Keira Knightley.  She's so amazing.  Although, I do believe they could have chosen a more handsome Mr. Darcy.  Anyway...just figured I'd share my love of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, must pack, clean, go to the bank, shop, sleep, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-114201722199288105?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/114201722199288105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=114201722199288105&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114201722199288105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114201722199288105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/03/okay-first-things-first-im-leaving-at.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-114141291583571961</id><published>2006-03-03T13:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T13:08:35.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My bro</title><content type='html'>I just realized how funny this picture is.  It was taken the weekend after Aurora was born.  &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/aurorasfirstchristmas014.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  HAHA, isn't Landon a goob?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-114141291583571961?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/114141291583571961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=114141291583571961&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114141291583571961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114141291583571961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-bro.html' title='My bro'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-114113656999366678</id><published>2006-02-28T08:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T08:22:50.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan Brown Getting Sued?</title><content type='html'>I just got finished reading &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/mv/news/ap/20060227/114107382000.html"&gt;this article.&lt;/a&gt;  Sounds to me like someone is jealous that Dan Brown is a better writer and sold more copies of his book, "The Da Vinci Code" versus their book.  But whatever.  All I can say is, if this movie doesn't come out, I'm not gonna be happy.  This may come as a shock to some people, but I REALLY loved this book.  Not that I think Jesus married Mary Magdalene or anything like that, I just like it.  I couldn't put it down, I read it in 2 days.  Anyway, just thought I'd share that article with anyone who hasn't seen it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I say, people can be so dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-114113656999366678?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/114113656999366678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=114113656999366678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114113656999366678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114113656999366678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/02/dan-brown-getting-sued.html' title='Dan Brown Getting Sued?'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-114106204649145194</id><published>2006-02-27T11:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T11:40:46.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 days...10 days til I get to leave Baton Rouge and begin the LONG journey to Colorado. I get to get on a board and be one with the snow! hehe I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alley and I watched &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/universal/firstdescent/"&gt;First Descent&lt;/a&gt; last night. It's a documentary on the start and evolution of Snowboarding. Hannah Teter is the absolute "gnarly-est" skater I've ever seen. I absolutely love her! Anyway, it got me really psyched about going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on....I hate my job.  Just figured I'd let you in on that.  I don't get paid enough....I want to stay home with my precious little angel.  Anywho, I really need to get back to pretending I'm doing something constructive.  Much love people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-114106204649145194?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/114106204649145194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=114106204649145194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114106204649145194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/114106204649145194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/02/10-days.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113986627876966283</id><published>2006-02-13T15:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T15:31:18.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aurora</title><content type='html'>Aurora finally has new pictures up.  I'm taking her tomorrow to get some more taken, so hopefully I'll be getting a lot more in the next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113986627876966283?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113986627876966283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113986627876966283&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113986627876966283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113986627876966283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/02/aurora.html' title='Aurora'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113941408451432746</id><published>2006-02-08T09:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T09:54:44.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Planning</title><content type='html'>So I'm thinking I may go to school for Vocal education.  Sound fun? heck yes!  Major in Vocal Education with a minor in creative writing.  FUN!  :-D  Anywho...now would be a good time to tell me if I'm really tone deaf and don't know it.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up on LSU's website, and I can get my WHOLE TUITION PAID FOR if I get into the program.   :-D  How perfect is that?  Get free school!!!  yay!!!!!   No loans, no debt, no junk for me to deal with.   I'm just so scared about making a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this post I'm dedicating to Chad and Deana since I've been informed they are also faithful readers.  Man I love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113941408451432746?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113941408451432746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113941408451432746&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113941408451432746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113941408451432746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/02/future-planning.html' title='Future Planning'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113924103987148597</id><published>2006-02-06T09:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T09:50:39.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I have ONE faithful reader,  I shall attempt to post more.  Can't make Paige come to my page (hahaha, that sounds funny) everyday and see nothing but the same ol' same ol'.  So Paige, this post is dedicated to you! :-D  Be impressed, I don't go around dedicating posts to people for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you bout how crazy my life is.  I stay up late last night trying to make breakfast easier for me this morning.  Well, I finally got in bed around 11:45 and this morning, alley and I didn't wake up til 7:45.  Alley had to be at work at 7:30 and I, at 8:00.  Therefore, I wasted all that time last night for nothing, seeing as how I didn't have time to finish breakfast.  And Aurora went to the babysitter unfed and in her pj's and quite possibly needing a diaper.  Man, it's sad how terrible I am.  I'm never going to bed that late again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I posted, before the four thing, I was getting ready to go to Girls Reflecting Glory.  Let me tell you, it was fun!  I was so glad to see everyone.  It's amazing how much everyone changes, both for the good and bad.  But it was still a great trip all in all.  I'm way stoked about going to Colorado in March.  SNOWBOARDING BABY!  WOOT!  :-D I simply cannot wait.  Not to mention, I may get to stay in baytown for a few days then, of course, Kiley told Alley there was no maybes about it.  Man, I love Kiley. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, that's what's going on.  Currently, I'm sitting at my work desk staring at a Dr Pepper can wondering why I'm so fat. lol  oh and this really cool looking paperclip i just messed around with.  I really need a life, someone save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, Alley's wishy washy about where we're going to live.  He's talking about calling this guy in Austin, and if the deal is sweet enough, we may be moving there.  The positive: closer to some family.  The negative: it's not Baytown!  (of course some would say that's a positive)  As long as Alley doesn't bring up moving to Manhattan again.  Although that would be fun for like a whole week maybe, not forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be going.  later folks.  Paige, hope you enjoyed my mindless chatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113924103987148597?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113924103987148597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113924103987148597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113924103987148597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113924103987148597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/02/since-i-have-one-faithful-reader-i_06.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113924103949044391</id><published>2006-02-06T09:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T09:50:39.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I have ONE faithful reader,  I shall attempt to post more.  Can't make Paige come to my page (hahaha, that sounds funny) everyday and see nothing but the same ol' same ol'.  So Paige, this post is dedicated to you! :-D  Be impressed, I don't go around dedicating posts to people for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you bout how crazy my life is.  I stay up late last night trying to make breakfast easier for me this morning.  Well, I finally got in bed around 11:45 and this morning, alley and I didn't wake up til 7:45.  Alley had to be at work at 7:30 and I, at 8:00.  Therefore, I wasted all that time last night for nothing, seeing as how I didn't have time to finish breakfast.  And Aurora went to the babysitter unfed and in her pj's and quite possibly needing a diaper.  Man, it's sad how terrible I am.  I'm never going to bed that late again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I posted, before the four thing, I was getting ready to go to Girls Reflecting Glory.  Let me tell you, it was fun!  I was so glad to see everyone.  It's amazing how much everyone changes, both for the good and bad.  But it was still a great trip all in all.  I'm way stoked about going to Colorado in March.  SNOWBOARDING BABY!  WOOT!  :-D I simply cannot wait.  Not to mention, I may get to stay in baytown for a few days then, of course, Kiley told Alley there was no maybes about it.  Man, I love Kiley. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, that's what's going on.  Currently, I'm sitting at my work desk staring at a Dr Pepper can wondering why I'm so fat. lol  oh and this really cool looking paperclip i just messed around with.  I really need a life, someone save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, Alley's wishy washy about where we're going to live.  He's talking about calling this guy in Austin, and if the deal is sweet enough, we may be moving there.  The positive: closer to some family.  The negative: it's not Baytown!  (of course some would say that's a positive)  As long as Alley doesn't bring up moving to Manhattan again.  Although that would be fun for like a whole week maybe, not forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be going.  later folks.  Paige, hope you enjoyed my mindless chatter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113924103949044391?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113924103949044391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113924103949044391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113924103949044391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113924103949044391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/02/since-i-have-one-faithful-reader-i.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113916990563502838</id><published>2006-02-05T13:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T14:05:05.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quatro</title><content type='html'>Four jobs you have had in your life:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cashier whatever at Mervyn's&lt;br /&gt;2. Sales Associate at Belts, Wallets, and Bags (in Florida)&lt;br /&gt;3. Office "coordinator" currently&lt;br /&gt;4. and I'm a mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four movies you would watch over and over:&lt;br /&gt;1. The Incredibles&lt;br /&gt;2. Raise Your Voice&lt;br /&gt;3. My Big Fat Greek Wedding&lt;br /&gt;4. Hitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four books I could read over &amp; over:&lt;br /&gt;1. Anything by Nicolas Sparks, I've read all the books I have by him, which is every one published, twice&lt;br /&gt;2. Ragtime by E. L. Doctorow (Thanks Paige! :-D)&lt;br /&gt;3. When Dreams Come True by Eric and Leslie Ludy&lt;br /&gt;4. my Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places you have lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. Baytown, TX&lt;br /&gt;2. Fountain, CO&lt;br /&gt;3. Apopka, FL (Orlando)&lt;br /&gt;4. Baton Rouge, LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four TV shows you love to watch:&lt;br /&gt;1. Reba (I only have it on DVD)&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't&lt;br /&gt;3. Have&lt;br /&gt;4. a TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places you have been on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1. Colorado&lt;br /&gt;2. WAikiki Beach, Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;3. Lake Fork somewhere in Texas (where is this at?)&lt;br /&gt;4. lake livingston (we stayed in tx other than colorado)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four web sites I visit daily:&lt;br /&gt;1. Yahoo&lt;br /&gt;2. Hotmail&lt;br /&gt;3. Runescape&lt;br /&gt;4. Peoples BLogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of my favorite foods:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tacos/Nachos/Burritos&lt;br /&gt;2. spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;3. chicken and dumplings&lt;br /&gt;4. chicken fried steak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I would rather be right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. in baytown&lt;br /&gt;2. shopping&lt;br /&gt;3. Target (yes, I'll leave it)&lt;br /&gt;4. snowboardin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four friends I am tagging:&lt;br /&gt;1. Jennifer, new to the blogger world&lt;br /&gt;2. Julia (I can't wait to find out her jobs ;D)&lt;br /&gt;3. Seth&lt;br /&gt;4. and everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113916990563502838?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113916990563502838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113916990563502838&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113916990563502838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113916990563502838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/02/quatro.html' title='Quatro'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113805356289069305</id><published>2006-01-23T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T15:59:22.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>where in the world is Michelle Borden?</title><content type='html'>Let me tell you, these last few days have been CRAZY!  I haven't posted since my birthday, I'm absolutely TERRIBLE!  Here's a little timeline of events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 9- MY BIRTHDAY! and AURORA TOOK 3 STEPS ON HER OWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 11- Went to Orange with Aurora to visit my grandfather for possibly the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 12- Aurora took 5 steps to me from alley and vice versa.  YAY!  GO AURORA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 13- My grandfather died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 16- Went to Orange for visitation.  Aurora turned 9 months old (she's walking like a little walker :-D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 17- Funeral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, I had to go back to work :-P!  But hey, ya gotta do what ya gotta do.  Then I had this episode with my eyes, kinda like pink eye, but it was allergies.  It was horrible, I couldn't see for ANYTHING!       I felt blind, I kept having to stop what I was doing and just let my eyes water forever.  I had to wear sunglasses at work, in the office!  That's just rediculousness.  Anywho, everything has settled down a bit.  I get to go to Girls Reflecting Glory this weekend and I'm way STOKED!  I get to see everyone. :-D   Hopefully, I'll get to go to my Missouri Street and see everyone else while I'm down.  That all depends on whether or not alley decides to go.  I can't wait for everyone to see how big my beautiful angel is.  Not to mention, I can't wait to see Chad and Deana's little princesses, or Gina's, or Kristin's....etc. etc. Oh the joys of visiting home!  How I've missed my friends.  Well I'm out for now.  Hopefully I'll get to write again soon, but prolly not til I get back from this weekend, we shall see!  :-D May the LORD bless your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113805356289069305?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113805356289069305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113805356289069305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113805356289069305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113805356289069305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/01/where-in-world-is-michelle-borden.html' title='where in the world is Michelle Borden?'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113683234554493818</id><published>2006-01-09T12:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T12:45:45.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle Cheri</title><content type='html'>Twenty years ago in Beaumont, TX, a beautiful baby girl was born.  Her given name was......Michelle Cheri Cargill.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I've been alive for 2 decades now.  What's funny is, I'm married, have a baby, a car note, rent, insurance, and a job, and yet I still can't do hardly anything without my husband there.  I can't even get a loan for school without him.  Now that's crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it's funny, I don't seem to have much to write about anymore.  I did get my ACT scores back, and besides math, it was pretty decent.  The math dragged me down further than I wanted though.  However, my score is more than enough to get me into school next fall.  =D I'm so excited.  I'm also determined to lose 20 more pounds by summer-time.  Why summer? No, not because of swimsuits, I prolly won't go anywhere whereI need one.  But I have to have some sort of dead line and summer seems like the best possible time.  Anywho, I gotta get back to work!  Much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;IN HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113683234554493818?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113683234554493818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113683234554493818&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113683234554493818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113683234554493818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/01/michelle-cheri.html' title='Michelle Cheri'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113631353334503132</id><published>2006-01-03T12:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T12:38:53.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Car</title><content type='html'>So I got a Focus ZX3. It's a hatch...obviously. Not really the nicest looking in a car...but hey, it's mine and it's a 2006, so back off! :-D Unfortunately, Alley not quite being 25 and me being almost 20, insurance sucks! We realized we shoulda waited a year, alley would be 25 and I will be 21. OH well! it happens! here's the pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/DSC01671.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113631353334503132?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113631353334503132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113631353334503132&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113631353334503132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113631353334503132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-car.html' title='New Car'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113527067161420828</id><published>2005-12-22T10:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:57:51.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One and Lonely</title><content type='html'>Some days I just feel blah!  And this is the perfect song to describe my feelings.  Superchic[k] sings it.   I used to think they were so lame, but I really love them now.  They're amazing people.  Anyway...God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One and Lonely Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lyrics007.ringtone-logo-game.com/sonneries.php?k=Superchick" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not like they meant to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Watchin TV, checkin Britney, televised, my guys&lt;br /&gt;Checkin out her thighs and I roll my eyes and sigh&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I even need to be competing with unreality TV, fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Not for a smart girl like me&lt;br /&gt;Some days it's hard to be a one girl revolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have good days and it's good to be me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get the best of insecurity&lt;br /&gt;And it's quite alright to be the one and only&lt;br /&gt;But today I feel like the one and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't know beauty is only skin deep&lt;br /&gt;Just the skin I'm in, not the girl within&lt;br /&gt;But one imperfection takes away my grin&lt;br /&gt;Not that I think I'm ugly but&lt;br /&gt;Acne throws me for a backslide&lt;br /&gt;I won't go outside&lt;br /&gt;Makeup can't hide how I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Some days it's hard to be a one girl revolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, the one and lonely)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have bad hair days&lt;br /&gt;Those nothing good about me days&lt;br /&gt;Just keep moving on cuz they'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;And we'll still be here going on&lt;br /&gt;We have our yesterdays&lt;br /&gt;No lunch cuz the jeans don't fit days&lt;br /&gt;Just keep moving on cuz they'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;And we'll still be here going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have bad days and it's hard to be me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get brought down by insecurity&lt;br /&gt;And I have my days where I'm the one and lonely&lt;br /&gt;But today I choose to be the one and only&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I'm the one and only&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113527067161420828?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113527067161420828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113527067161420828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113527067161420828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113527067161420828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-and-lonely.html' title='One and Lonely'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113465800930681160</id><published>2005-12-15T08:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T08:46:57.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's beginning to look NOT like Christmas</title><content type='html'>My favorite Christmas memory was and always will be my first REAL white Christmas. I don't mean Texas white, I mean Colorado white. I remember running to my elementary school to sled down this BIG hill and have snow ball fights with my brother. Here in southern Louisiana, I could still wear a sleeveless shirt and be just fine. I really want it to be just a tad, like 40 degrees, cooler. But I'll take what I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a tree. Considering the size of my home(i've come to terms with it being a home), it's a 36" Fiber optic one. But it's cute and it's perfect in its own little way. Aurora likes to look at it, that is, until she sees there are boxes wrapped in paper very nearby. She wants that paper, let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have work today. I'll write again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113465800930681160?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113465800930681160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113465800930681160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113465800930681160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113465800930681160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-beginning-to-look-not-like.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to look NOT like Christmas'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113355190121139425</id><published>2005-12-02T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T13:31:41.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels on Earth</title><content type='html'>So, Wednesday was a fairly ordinary day.  Lots of work to do.   But after work, I had grocery shopping, never an easy feat.  Well, Alley called to tell me he'd be pretty late so I should just go ahead and go WITH Aurora, BY MYSELF!  AHH, scary.  I have to keep her entertained somehow.  Usually with one hand pushing the basket and the other shaking a rattle or something.  Well, after her dropping everything NUMEROUS times, it was finally time to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the check out, I stood behind a couple with a little 2 month old baby who were on WIC or Red Cross or something because the cashier was checking all their stuff that was on a list.  Fairly common these days in this area.  So I sat there, a little impatient, but not showing it on the outside.   Anyway, there was this guy behind me who said a few things to me and asked about Aurora, but no big deal.  Well, the lady finished checking me out, and it totalled to $118 and some change.  Well, that's double what I usually spend, so I was a little worried, but i was prepared to pay.  The guy behind me says "Let me bless you" and pays for it all.  Yup, pays.  I almost cried right there.  I don't think he caught the extent of my appreciation because i was so in shock, or maybe that gave it away.  but it was the greatest act of love i've seen in a long time.  I feel so blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told some people this, but Deana said I should blog about it.  i woulda made it more interesting, but the truth is the truth, plus I'm busy at work.  ;-)  But I gotta go.  Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113355190121139425?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113355190121139425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113355190121139425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113355190121139425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113355190121139425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/12/angels-on-earth.html' title='Angels on Earth'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113328867413772223</id><published>2005-11-29T12:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:24:34.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past weekend I went to Waco. Here are some wonderful pics of Hillary and I. Man...we're awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/Borden040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/Borden045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/Borden043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/Borden038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, hillary's dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/Borden031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/Borden028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Hair Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/Borden026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gangsta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/Borden021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/Borden020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/Borden015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Hillary's make-up modeling picture. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/Borden012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillary was wearing Alley's cavalier. It's way cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113328867413772223?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113328867413772223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113328867413772223&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113328867413772223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113328867413772223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/11/good-times.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113276827356480651</id><published>2005-11-23T11:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T11:51:13.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Pumpkin Pie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpartofthanksgivingareyouquiz/pumpkin-pie.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when people are full - they make room for you.&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad, your smell is most likely to arouse a man.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpartofthanksgivingareyouquiz/"&gt;What Part of Thanksgiving Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113276827356480651?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113276827356480651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113276827356480651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113276827356480651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113276827356480651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-are-pumpkin-pie-even-when-people.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113216268339152212</id><published>2005-11-16T11:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T11:38:03.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Louisianna Drivers</title><content type='html'>I have had it up to here (lifts hand as high as I can above head, although not very high) with Louisiana traffic!!  Okay, it's not just the traffic, it's the drivers.  I mean, is common sense against the law here, because no one uses it!  First off all, our streets here were dumb enough to begin with.  They change names 3 or four times in a matter of a few blocks and they are narrow.  Well, Baton Rouge is a decent sized city, how are you going to have narrow roads??  Also, the lights are FAR from being synchronized, which makes traffic back up even further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was the last straw.  I'm so tired of being late to work because idiots don't know how to drive and they're nosey.  My first day to work, I was in traffic for 30 extra minutes.  Why, you may ask? Because there was a wreck, and people were "rubber-necking" because they can't mind their own business.  They do the same thing when someone gets pulled over.  Why gloat over ones misfortunes or over the fact that you got away with something?  Why must we stare at things going on other than getting to where we need to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that bothered me the most though, was especially prevelant after the hurricanes.  Blinking yellow lights.  Do you stop at a blinking YELLOW light??  NO!!!!  You stop at a blinking RED light.  Well, I was backed up a half a mile this morning because of a blinking yellow light.  When the guy in front of me stopped, I'd had it.  I drove right through the blinking yellow light, as your supposed to, and got honked at and the finger, and a few scary stares from the drivers around me.  Is it wrong to go when you have the right of way?  I was taught that "right of way" meant I had the right to the way.  DUH!  Common sense.  It really bothers me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, there's the people that think they can push there way onto a highway.  Some guy pulled out in front of me on a major highway because he wanted to U-turn.  Mind you, I'm going 55 mph and not thinking I'm having to stop, well, whenever I don't, this guy blows his horn at me and shoots the finger.  What the crud?  Was I wrong to go when there was a green light?  Was it wrong of me to not let him in?  Had there been heavy traffic and the poor guy couldn't get out, I'd have no problem letting him in, but the fact that there were only a few cars behind me, then he could have gone, made me think..."Gee, he can wait."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have road rage, maybe I'm just smarter than everyone else.  While, I like to think I'm smarter, my mother says it's road rage.  But how many of you would honestly like to deal with dilemmas like mine EVERY DAY when you go to work, shopping, errands, etc.?  It's a major pain in the behind I tell you.  Maybe I need to quit listening to Pillar when I drive and try a more soothing band, such as Third Day.  Perhaps that will calm my nerves a bit.  All I know is, praise God I have not been in a wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113216268339152212?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113216268339152212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113216268339152212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113216268339152212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113216268339152212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/11/louisianna-drivers.html' title='Louisianna Drivers'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113148515953304148</id><published>2005-11-08T15:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T15:25:59.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy!</title><content type='html'>Don't have much time to blog, but I figured I'd update since it's been a while.  I still gotta do the dishes, vacuum, cook, and take a shower (and pray that Aurora sleeps through it all)!  I would write at work, but our computers have been down, so hopefully, things will cool down once we get settled in our new office.  I've been doing fairly well though, I just get so frustrated when things are beyond my control.  Dad has pneumonia, so he's in the hospital.  He says he feels like he shouldn't be there and he's mad they're making him stay.  So hopefully, if he doesn't go home today, it'll be tomorrow.  I just praise God he didn't have another heart attack.  My grandpa is still under the weather, but I don't think they're looking for him to get too much better.  Aurora doesn't seem to be having a hard time with me working.  She likes playing with Hudson and Ms. Kate.  But, nothing will top the feeling I get when I pick her up from work and she reaches for her mama.  It's wonderful.  Well, I better go, I'll never finish what I need to do if I don't.  I'm such a procrastinator.  But as adrienne says "procrastinate now, don't put it off!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later fools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113148515953304148?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113148515953304148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113148515953304148&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113148515953304148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113148515953304148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/11/busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113033662683087038</id><published>2005-10-26T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T09:24:12.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Umm...OK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="28" src="http://images.blogthings.com/rejectedcrayonquiz/found-in-diaper.gif" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Rejected Crayon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deana, were we wearing the same color underwear?!?!?! HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113033662683087038?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113033662683087038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113033662683087038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113033662683087038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113033662683087038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/10/ummok.html' title='Umm...OK!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-113033612551764263</id><published>2005-10-26T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T09:15:25.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Woman</title><content type='html'>I know you all must be wondering, "Where has Michelle been?"  Well, I started a job yesterday.  I get to be on the computer a lot.  So I'll write more later!  Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-113033612551764263?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/113033612551764263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=113033612551764263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113033612551764263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/113033612551764263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/10/working-woman.html' title='Working Woman'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112929928014403681</id><published>2005-10-14T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T09:14:40.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas...</title><content type='html'>is my 2 front teeth!  Looks as if Aurora's getting an early Christmas wish if that's the case.  She hasn't slept very well the last 2 nights or days...but last night was absolutely horrible.  I think mostly because I was sooo exhausted.  Well, this morning, I looked in her mouth and her 2 front teeth are starting to cut through.  What will this be 3 and 4?  I think.  Anyway...she just woke up from a well-needed nap (she could go muuuuuchhh longer).  But I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112929928014403681?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112929928014403681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112929928014403681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112929928014403681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112929928014403681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/10/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas...'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112869997549126475</id><published>2005-10-07T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T10:46:16.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School!</title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm in high school again. I signed up to take the December 10 ACT. That's right, I'm taking a test. I'm pretty set on what I'm doing now. I thought about either doing Pharmacy Tech or Nursing (as in RN, I do enough of the other kind). Well, the Pharmacy Tech was sooo appealing b/c it was only 8 months of school. I dealt with 9 AND A HALF months of pregnancy, I figured I could deal with 8 months of school. Well, I decided for the money and time, a RN would be a much wiser decision. It's going to take me 3 years, but it will be worth it in the end. I'm really excited about actually doing something again. So that is why I'm taking the SAT. Lord willing, I will start school soon and in a semester or two get into the nursing program. So pray for me as I'm making this life altering decision. It's going to be hard going from seeing Aurora all day every day to being in school all morning. I'm really gonna miss her, but I feel this is the best decision for our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to go get Alley for lunch! Later peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112869997549126475?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112869997549126475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112869997549126475&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112869997549126475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112869997549126475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/10/school.html' title='School!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112834817754850708</id><published>2005-10-03T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T09:02:57.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy'll kill me for putting these up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/amymeadrie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/goofy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/memich1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Amy is beautiful!  So she'll get over it ;-)  ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later fools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112834817754850708?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112834817754850708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112834817754850708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112834817754850708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112834817754850708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/10/amyll-kill-me-for-putting-these-up.html' title='Amy&apos;ll kill me for putting these up!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112803218052065328</id><published>2005-09-29T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T17:16:23.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven</title><content type='html'>Thanks for tagging me Deana.  Gives me something to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 answers to 7 questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I plan to do before I die:&lt;br /&gt;Build a house, well plan to build it, I'll leave the WORK to Alley and men&lt;br /&gt;Watch Aurora grow and do the things GOD wants her to&lt;br /&gt;Go to Europe&lt;br /&gt;Go on a Cruise&lt;br /&gt;Write a book&lt;br /&gt;Learn to sew&lt;br /&gt;Get a new car, I mean a new, as in THAT year car, not a new 1998 or whatever. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I can do:&lt;br /&gt;I think I can sing, any complaints? haha&lt;br /&gt;HTML and design webpages&lt;br /&gt;I can do 20 whole sit-ups in a row without dying (a feat I thought I'd never achieve)&lt;br /&gt;Do other people's make-up, not so much my own&lt;br /&gt;Cook for my husband 3 times a day, despite not liking it&lt;br /&gt;talk on my cell phone all day without even thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;Be a hero to Aurora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I cannot do:&lt;br /&gt;run for long amounts of time without falling on the groud&lt;br /&gt;speak any other language, only sign language&lt;br /&gt;draw&lt;br /&gt;take good pictures (of course, I blame my cruddy camera!)&lt;br /&gt;make anything cool&lt;br /&gt;make anything from scratch (GO DEANA!)&lt;br /&gt;stay outside in 100 degree heat for longer than 5 minutes without wanting to SCREAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that attract me to another person:&lt;br /&gt;Smell&lt;br /&gt;Faith&lt;br /&gt;Humor&lt;br /&gt;Intellect&lt;br /&gt;Compassion&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Celebrity Crushes: (:-/ how would alley like this?? oh wait...nvm, he has his own)&lt;br /&gt;Orlando Bloom&lt;br /&gt;Mac Powell (although, it more his voice than anything)&lt;br /&gt;Kenny Chesney&lt;br /&gt;Tobey McGuire&lt;br /&gt;Clay Walker&lt;br /&gt;Nick Lachey (I admitted it!!! shhh don't tell)&lt;br /&gt;Hayden Christensen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I say the most:&lt;br /&gt;She's hungry again????&lt;br /&gt;Ok Aurora, say MAMA&lt;br /&gt;here let daddy take you for a while&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;What're you doing?&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 bloggers I am tagging:&lt;br /&gt;um I don't know very many bloggers but, since Deana took almost everyone, I go in the direction of:&lt;br /&gt;Paige&lt;br /&gt;Seth -he needs a new blog!&lt;br /&gt;Aurora-haha I just might get bored enough one day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112803218052065328?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112803218052065328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112803218052065328&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112803218052065328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112803218052065328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/09/seven.html' title='Seven'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112783540652161126</id><published>2005-09-27T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T10:36:47.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Internal Issue</title><content type='html'>Okay, let me go on the record saying, I NEVER cared much about my looks or how others saw me. It wasn't until recently I started having issues with my body. I think I could bring it back to about August of last year. You know what happened August of last year?? I found out I was pregnant. Okay, first off, I lost A LOT of weight whenever I was in my first trimester, for those of you who had HORRIBLE morning sickness like I did or worse, you know why. For the squeamish, I choose not to include all the GORY details. Well, I fit in all my clothes until I was about 6 months, in which I decided to just buy a few bigger clothes and deal. Well, that worked for like a month. But, I can't even fit into those BIGGER clothes now. I think it has to do with gaining somewhere between 60 and 70 lbs off my original weight. That's not what I weighed after losing in the beginning. I've been pretty okay with my weight issues, just knew I needed to lose some. Plus, I figured, "HEY, IT'S PROOF THAT MY BEAUTIFUL GIRL IS ACTUALLY MINE!" But, today was the FINAL STRAW! I tried to put on a belt! A BELT!!!! A belt won't even go over my new, and not so improved, hips! That is just depressing. But do you know how hard giving up Pizza and taquitos and everything I love so much! I've nearly cut what I eat in HALF and nothing has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess for now I'll just listen to what God says about my issues in the BIble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then Jesus said to his disciples: 'Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;or about your body&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, what you will wear. Life is more than food, and the body is more than clothes."&lt;br /&gt;Luke 12:22-23 (emphasis added)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt; In HIM &lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112783540652161126?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112783540652161126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112783540652161126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112783540652161126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112783540652161126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-internal-issue.html' title='My Internal Issue'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112760346378385588</id><published>2005-09-24T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T18:11:03.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over!</title><content type='html'>Wooo!  I stayed in my trailer through hurricane rita, mainly b/c it wasn't supposed to hit this FRIGGIN close!  But oh well, all is well.  Besides the fact that I stayed up til 3 a.m. praying that God wouldn't let any tornados hit.  But they didn't, and we even kept electricity and water!  Praise God!  okay, well, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112760346378385588?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112760346378385588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112760346378385588&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112760346378385588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112760346378385588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112722597634665554</id><published>2005-09-20T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T09:19:36.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate Titles!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was really sick.  Like, I couldn't get out of bed sick.  Thank God Aurora hasn't caught it as of yet.  Hopefully, she won't.  My fever is gone now.  I'm so glad I'm not sick again, I had so much to do yesterday, and couldn't do anything.  Aurora had to wear the cruddy diapers because I didn't have time to go buy any for her.  :-/  grr!  So yes, today I have a friggin messy place to clean, a store to go to, not to mention I possibly have laundry to do.  ARGH!  Oh well, on a lighter note...I'm going to Baytown on Monday!  That's right, MONDAY!  Sadly, Amy will be out of town!  I can't believe it, but at least I've gotten to see her.  I'm sure I'll see her again before she goes back to Lubbock, I hope!  Oh, but I will ONLY be in Baytown on Monday for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what!  Aurora is sitting up and pulling herself up.  That's right, my 5 month old stands up, without help from me.  Crazy!  She's going to fast for me.  Well, I better go!  God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112722597634665554?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112722597634665554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112722597634665554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112722597634665554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112722597634665554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-hate-titles.html' title='I hate Titles!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112687871177044747</id><published>2005-09-16T08:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T08:51:51.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ADS!!</title><content type='html'>Aurora go a comment on her blog, of course it was an AD! Worse, it was an ad for a DATING SERVICE! Yes, my 5 month old daughter will love to use your service, thanks! For future reference, she's looking for someone 6 months to 2 years old, brown hair, blue eyes. Must love crawling beside her for long stroll on the beach, and moonlit dinners with pureed sweet potatoes and green beans please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sorry, I couldn't resist! So dumb! I fixed it though, I copied Deana's idea.   :-D Thanks Deana! Anyway, Aurora is 5 months old today!!  My gosh, it's gone by so fast!!  She started sitting up the other day.  It's to the point where I can't even take a picture of her on her belly b/c she wants to be on her hands and knees.  What a stinker!  We went and took pictures yesterday, hopefully I'll be able to post some soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm out for now.  Got lots to do today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112687871177044747?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112687871177044747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112687871177044747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112687871177044747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112687871177044747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/09/ads.html' title='ADS!!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112629717552326029</id><published>2005-09-09T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T15:19:35.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Treason</title><content type='html'>Just thought I'd share one of my favorite songs right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Treason" by Kutless&lt;br /&gt;It all starts here with my disgrace&lt;br /&gt;I give you my life then I run in haste&lt;br /&gt;In this false life something needs to give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a reason why this isn't treason&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, tell me I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm back but then it turns out it's only a season&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, tell me I'm wrongWith my two lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will praise your name&lt;br /&gt;Then I turn around and only curse and blame&lt;br /&gt;I give in, strength is thin, adding to my shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your blood it covered all my sin&lt;br /&gt;You changed a traitor into kin&lt;br /&gt;In this false life something needs to give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112629717552326029?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112629717552326029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112629717552326029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112629717552326029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112629717552326029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/09/treason.html' title='Treason'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112619541101288373</id><published>2005-09-08T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:03:31.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Speak</title><content type='html'>I just finished reading "The Rescue" by Nicholas Sparks.  It's a pretty good book, could've been better without some of it.  But I got to thinking about it during Bible Study.  In the book, Denise is Kyle's mom.  Kyle has problems with speach, and although he's 5, most 2 years olds can speak better.  So she talks about how much she goes through with him.  And I got to thinking, it sounds a lot like what God goes through with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise says some days, Kyle does great with learning, some days, he throws fits and just wants to do what he wants.  Don't we do that everyday?  Sometimes, we do we want even though we know it isn't what God would want.  But in the end, Denise loves Kyle more than anything, the same way God does about us.  And when Kyle finally tells his mom, "I love you," those words mean more to her than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I sound kinda cheesy, but it's just thoughts going through my head.  Once my wheels start clicking, I gotta put stuff down so they won't stop. haha.  But in all seriousness, it really is a good thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, my mom had surgery on Tuesday.  She's still in the hospital, but she says she feels fine.  Her throat was sore yesterday from tubes, but it sounded better today.  She may even get to go home today.  I hope she can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon's going to be 18 in 20 days. Oh my goodness!  My little brother is going to be officially an adult.  Not as crazy as it will be with Jason, but oh my.  It's hard enough to believe he got a license and a job, but 18!  This is too much for me.  I'm hoping to come down for his birthday but we'll see, $3 a gallon for gas is DUMB!  (oh and fyi, it's still only 2.50 here! haha)  I still want to see everyone in Baytown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm out like a dude wearin chik pants! (eeeww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112619541101288373?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112619541101288373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112619541101288373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112619541101288373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112619541101288373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/09/learning-to-speak.html' title='Learning to Speak'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112601225800962219</id><published>2005-09-06T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T08:10:58.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00987.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00987.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and Amy this weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112601225800962219?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112601225800962219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112601225800962219&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112601225800962219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112601225800962219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-me-and-amy-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112563087086748105</id><published>2005-09-01T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:14:30.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion!</title><content type='html'>I.......................&lt;br /&gt;GET......................................TO...............................SEE.......................AMY D...................THIS..................WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUFF SAID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and P.S. to ppl who were worried about me, I'm okay! LOL OBVIOUSLY!  Later fools!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112563087086748105?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112563087086748105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112563087086748105&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112563087086748105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112563087086748105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/09/reunion.html' title='Reunion!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112511301700523567</id><published>2005-08-26T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T22:23:37.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstinence no Longer Commended</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"The &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="arttext" href="http://www.aclu.org/ReproductiveRights/ReproductiveRights.cfm?ID=18280&amp;c=30" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ACLU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, meanwhile, says public schools should be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="arttext" href="http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1502494/20050517/index.jhtml?headlines=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forbidden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; from hosting abstinence program &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="arttext" href="http://www.miami.com/mld/miamiherald/11672099.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Silver Ring Thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;because its website contains Christian statements." -&lt;/em&gt; Ted Olsen, &lt;u&gt;Christianity Today.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what our world is coming to!  What happened to God?  Where is the line going to be drawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read article David Smith put in e-news and it really upset me.  I guess I'm just a sucker for this type of story...but u should check it out. Click on the Title at the top for the link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112511301700523567?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.christianitytoday.com/ct/2005/009/12.98.html' title='Abstinence no Longer Commended'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112511301700523567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112511301700523567&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112511301700523567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112511301700523567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/abstinence-no-longer-commended.html' title='Abstinence no Longer Commended'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112506661595700855</id><published>2005-08-26T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T09:30:15.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New background</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:magenta;"&gt;So I messed with the HTML on the template and came up with my own background. I tried to add something else, which I will work on later, but tell me what you think. Give me some color schemes so I can play with some more! :-D This is fun! This site is ©&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE HTML is soo fun! ®&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ü Ü&lt;br /&gt;† † † JESUS † † †&lt;br /&gt;WAY COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:magenta;"&gt;&lt;form action="http://auroraborden.blogspot.com" method="link"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input style="BORDER-RIGHT: solid; BORDER-TOP: solid; BACKGROUND: #00ffff; BORDER-LEFT: solid; COLOR: #cc00ff; BORDER-BOTTOM: solid; FONT-FAMILY: FONT" type="submit" value="Aurora's Site"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112506661595700855?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112506661595700855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112506661595700855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112506661595700855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112506661595700855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-background.html' title='New background'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112498518556357674</id><published>2005-08-25T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T10:53:05.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's over</title><content type='html'>Not that it means much to me, considering I don't go to school, but it's quite sad for me.  It means that all my friends are in school during the day, so who do I have to talk to?  ARGH!  Why must they do this to me!?  Oh and good news, I get to see Amy next weekend!!! wooooHOOOO!!  It's been tooo long.  Aurora gets to see her family...perhaps all of them.  So, that's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa isn't doing too well, he's in the hospital again.  He needs prayers.  So please keep him in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora just took a bath and now we have to go back out in the heat to get Alley for lunch.  What fun!  :-D  Well I'm out!  Later freaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112498518556357674?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112498518556357674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112498518556357674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112498518556357674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112498518556357674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/summers-over.html' title='Summer&apos;s over'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112490634024681221</id><published>2005-08-24T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T12:59:00.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aurora</title><content type='html'>I got a blog for Aurora.  I tried the whole babysites thing.  And, yeah it looks way cool and all, but it only had 5MB of disc space, so naturally, it's nearly full now.  and...seeing as how aurora is only 4 months, I realized that she's gonna have a LOT more pictures for me to put up.  Hopefully the blog will work out better.  but if you want to see it, it's at&lt;br /&gt;http://auroraborden.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112490634024681221?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://auroraborden.blogspot.com' title='Aurora'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112490634024681221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112490634024681221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112490634024681221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112490634024681221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/aurora.html' title='Aurora'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112480237434735541</id><published>2005-08-23T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T08:07:14.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00914.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00914.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew my baby would have such a sweet smile!  I think she likes the camera!  It's hard to believe she's already 4 months!!!  We're trying to learn to crawl.  It's a lot of fun.  She really prefers to lunge forward and then throw her arms out, and lunge forward, over and over.  It's quite funny, but hey, she gets from point A to point B.  (Point B usually being a toy or a bright, shiny object :-D)  Well, I'm out yo!  Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112480237434735541?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112480237434735541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112480237434735541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112480237434735541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112480237434735541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/who-knew-my-baby-would-have-such-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112450507351207495</id><published>2005-08-19T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T21:31:13.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated!</title><content type='html'>I was quite distressed after talking to Jason about how school is going.  First of all, he said that 2 times they said the Pledge of allegiance,a aND they just paused for the "One Nation Under God" part.  Oh my gosh, how incredibly terrible and wrong!! I am appalled at this!  Also, he said in History, he's no longer allowed to write B.C. and A.D. it has to be B.C.E. and C.E.  Who's ever heard of C.E.?  How dumb~!!!!!!!!!  I'm totally unhappy about this, if I were still at Lee High School, I would leave!  There was no way to make me stay if it ever got that bad!  Separation of Church and State gibberish!!!GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112450507351207495?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112450507351207495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112450507351207495&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112450507351207495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112450507351207495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112448608129040096</id><published>2005-08-19T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T16:14:41.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm trying to start my book, but the more I try to make something please others, I get frustrated.  So I'm going to write to please myself, and if people don't like it, then oh well!  I'm about tired of the heat!!  My goodness, they might as well lock me in an oven.  Even with the air conditioner, it's still hot!  I've been going through 24 packs of water in like 3 days!  Pathetic!  Anyway, I've been looking into cosmetology school.  I want to go, but I worry about not being good enough.  Especially on guys hair, oh do I hate cutting alley's hair!  lol  But I guess that's what school is for, to learn.  So maybe, we'll see.  I'm waiting til Aurora gets older anyway.  I mean like after she's 1, so about a year.  So, yet another person has confused my daughter for a boy.  I'm tired of getting asked "oh, how old is he?!"  Grrrrr, my reply is always "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is 4 months!"  Grrr.  My poor baby, she needs to grow some hair!  Anyway, I'm gonna go turn on a movie for Aurora and get some stuff done!  Later yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Cheri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112448608129040096?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112448608129040096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112448608129040096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112448608129040096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112448608129040096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-trying-to-start-my-book-but-more-i.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112440448434283607</id><published>2005-08-18T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T17:34:44.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00902.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00902.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora and I went swimming yesterday!  She didn't know what to think of that water!  She was holding onto her hat for dear life...but she's still oh so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112440448434283607?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112440448434283607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112440448434283607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112440448434283607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112440448434283607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/aurora-and-i-went-swimming-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112380320851886621</id><published>2005-08-11T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T18:38:55.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alley's CRAZY picture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/alley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my husband is a psycho! He also said, "I'm the real Vagita!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112380320851886621?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112380320851886621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112380320851886621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112380320851886621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112380320851886621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/alleys-crazy-picture.html' title='Alley&apos;s CRAZY picture!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112351145842404658</id><published>2005-08-08T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T09:30:58.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's my baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.putfile.com/media.php?n=MOV00814"&gt;Click here to watch 'MOV00814'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not one of my daughter's most attractive habits...but it's sooo cute!! =D Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.putfile.com/media.php?n=MOV0079671"&gt;Click here to watch 'MOV0079671'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora sure can talk alot!! SEe!!&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.putfile.com/media.php?n=MOV0081864"&gt;Click here to watch 'MOV0081864'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll be crawling wayyy to soon!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd show you guys some videos of my beautiful baby.  She's so fun to watch.  God bless!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112351145842404658?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112351145842404658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112351145842404658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112351145842404658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112351145842404658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/heres-my-baby.html' title='Here&apos;s my baby!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112316213495714871</id><published>2005-08-04T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T08:28:54.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fascinating me....?  (lesa's title)</title><content type='html'>Okay, Lesa decided to tell the world about her life and asked people to do the same.  Well, even though mine isn't NEARLY as interesting as hers, I'll do it.  Here we go: (it's REALLY long!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born on  January 9, 1986 at 8:56 a.m. at St. Elizabeth Hospital in Beaumont, TX.  I was 8 lbs 6 oz, and 19 inches long.  At the time, we lived in a small mobile home in Mauriceville, TX.  I don't remember much about Mauriceville except that we had a dog, and I tell you, to this day, I swear that dog was blue and our neighbors was pink!!!  I think that was my way of saying boy/girl.  I was only 2 when we moved out.  Not sure where we lived until I was nearly 4, hmm, weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Mauriceville, we moved to Baytown.  How odd!  Why Baytown?  I guess the police station payed the best, I dunno.  But anyways, we moved next door to what would be my best friend, Adrienne.  She and I met and our families were forced to get along.  I remember I had a crush on her brother, who is like 8 years older than us.  I was convinced I would marry him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved from houses to apartments and even once to Deer Park.  We moved so much, I can't keep track of when/where things occured.  yes, strange, but that's a lot for a kid to keep up with!  End of fourth grade, we decided we were moving to Colorado.  That summer, Dad drove up there looking at houses.  We didn't start school on time that next year b/c we thought we were moving.  Well, we ended up staying in Baytown for like a month into fifth grade, so I had to go for like three weeks.  (Mom had already signed us out, so she had to re-sign all of us in).  Finally, we moved to Colorado, and I must say, that is my favorite place in the World!  I remember Colorado very vividly.  My favorite thing, was walking out on our front porch and looking to the left.  You know what we saw??  That's right the ROCKIES!!! Beautiful!  We had a table and chairs on the porch so we could sit, drink hot cocoa and look at hte beauty of the sunset.  Suprised a fifth grader was that interested?  Well I was!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved back to Baytown after like a year.  My dad's business fell under and my mom wanted live closer to family.  Her grandpa wasn't doing too well at the time.  At this point, we lived in apartments b/c we didn't have time to find a house.  The apartments were in the Horace Mann school district and my mom DID NOT Want me going there.  She wanted me to go to Cedar Bayou b/c my sister had gone there.  So, somehow she got away with sneaking me into Cedar Bayou for like a whole semester.  They eventually found out that something wasn't right and I was forced to go to Horace MAnn.  I hated it there!  I had no friends.  I was the dork everyone laughed at, okay so it wasn't that bad, but I didn't have very many ppl to talk to.  And if you know me, you know I like to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a house!!  It was in LAkewood at 311 Holly Drive, where my parents currently reside.  I love everything about this place, well minus the house, I like the neighborhood, the schools, the friends, everything.  Started going to Baytown Junior in 7th grade.  I loved it so much.  About 7 weeks after I started going to school there, they had cheerleader try-outs.  This was my life long dream! (someone tell me why!!! =\!!)  Well, I made cheerleading, and I honestly loved it for a few years.  I again tried out when I started high school, but I had the flu on the day of try-outs for freshman year.  I was incredibly sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophomore year, I made cheerleading again.  Little did I know, this was the year that would change my life forever.  I met Gina Ann Watkins (who is now, DIxon).  Anyway, she and I became pretty good friends in Choir.  "That summer, she invited me to area-wides (or SYS) with her church.  So I went and it was AMAZING.  I was hooked.  I wanted to go all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was also the same summer my dad had three heart attacks.  I remember the morning it happened.  I fell asleep on the couch the night before adn my mom came in the living room freaking out!  She woke me up and told me to go get my dad some socks and put them on him.  I was like"what, what's wrong? Why?"  She yelled at me, "We don't have time for this!  Just do it!"  So naturally, I did what she said for fear that I would get in trouble.  Then I saw it!  My dad was on the lazy chair.  He was pasty white and leaning his head back w/ a asprin under his tongue.  I knew what was wrong.  I went to get his socks on, the second I grabbed his feet, I realized how serious this was.  His foot was freezing cold and clammy.  He felt like a dead person.  I was freaked out.  The immediately left for the ER and I was left w/ my brothers.  I remember watching them drive off and for the first time since I was really little, I prayed.  I prayed for my dad, and I prayed for our family.  I prayed for myself, and that God would forgive me for not praying and for acting the way I had been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina and I got in a fight later that summer, which was really hard on me.  Not only was one of my best friends mad at me, my dad was going to have a triple by-pass.  It was horrible.  Gina and I eventually made up, I guess it was a agree to disagree thing or something, I don't even remember.  But, my dad came through his surgery fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week of summer, Gina invited me to go to Teen Camp with her and her church.  I went and that's where I met another person who played a major role in my life, Rachael Ann Cartwright.  She and her mother taught me so much that week.  oh and my "favorite" part of Teen Camp was Tyler Priest putting me on the spot so much in our small groups!  ;-)  J/K  I like being in the spot light, although that was a lot for a non-Christian to handle.  :-D  What a great teacher!  I decided at Teen Camp I would one day get baptized.  But that didn't happen til much later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth group was GREAT at this time.  WE all were such great friends.  Everyone got along.  We used to go to Matt Belk's house every Sunday and WEdnesday and just hang out.  One night, Amber Smith and I were talking and we had both been praying about baptism.  So out of brilliant-ness, we decided to do it together.  So on Thursday, February 13, 2003, Amber and I were baptized in Christ.  That was the most spectacular day of my life.  I continued to grow in faith and Christ and occasionally had problems, as most Christians do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige and I got really close my senior year.  She and I like reading and like singing, so we always rode in the car together when we went places.  I think it was more so we could sing ShowTunes without Matt and Dallas KILLING us!!  (Good Times! =D)  But we eventually started talking about things going on.  Paige broke up with a fiancee who she know God didn't want her with, and I was tired of guys,  period.  Paige introduced me to Eric and Leslie Ludy (their books anyway).  Oh man, did they have a great story, and I wanted that.  I just didn't want to wait on God like they had said.  I wanted it NOW!  I wanted my Knight in Shining Armor!!  I guess I didn't get the point that Jesus was just that.  I just wanted a tangible one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, after heart breaks, I learned that Jesus was just as tangible if not more so that a person.  He's even better.  So I leaned on him for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had met Alley like 2 years before he'll admit.  He didn't want to think it was me b/c I had short hair (alley doesn't like short hair).  he came to a huddle with Rachael b/c she had known him for like 3 or 4 years.  But he started coming to church occasionally with Rachael.  Rachael used to tell me how he told her I was beautiful and blahdy blah.  I didn't care, okay well I sorta did, it's nice to hear that someone finds you attractive, even if u dont' even think of them in that way by ANY Means!!  I never, EVER would have guessed that Alley would be my husband.  one day, rachael had me call alley to get him to come to church.  I guess we knew if I called, he would come.  So I did and ended up talking to him for like 3 hours. (I don't talk to anyone that long!)  I just liked having someone who shared the same values as me, or did I?  I got off the phone going, man, he's nice to talk to.  And I thought, oh goodness, don't tell me I'm starting to like Alley.  He called me the next night and the night after that.  That 3rd night was h-e-douoble hockeysticks for me.  He told me that night that he really cared for me and that I was a precious gift that may not be his to enjoy.  He told me he couldn't talk to me for a while b/c he didn't want to share so much with someone he wasn't going to marry.  I got off the phone that night and thought I was gonna cry!  It was horrible.  How could I be so upset over someone I had NO INTEREST in til 3 days ago!??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alley and I both were praying about what our relationship would be.  If I wasn't going to marry him, I needed God to tell me that we could be friends without it hurting either of us or our future spouse.  We wanted to honor our future spouse with our friendships.  I mean, I wasn't going to marry him, I was only 18!!  Why would God tell me who was going to marry?? That'd be too easy at 18!!  I think I was so convinced it wasn't alley b/c (1)he was too good for me, and (2) I wasn't ready to get married!  or was i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alley and I got so many of the same verses as we were praying.  Mainly Psalm 45, b/c that's his verse b/c it's about the "mighty warrior" and mine b/c of the Princess verses.  =D  yes, it's perfect.  Then alley got a verse about "..and he took her as his wife.."  Of course there was much more, but I'm not getting into it, this is long enough.  So on February 28, 2004, we shared this with each other and new we were to get married.  But when?  At this point, we were thinking we were going to have to wait about a year b/c alley was moving to Orlando.  It was killing us.  He eventually decided to pray about it.  And God told him to sell his Mustand.  Do you have any idea how hard that was for him?  That was his baby, his only love til me.  I think that it was almost as hard for him to get rid of that as it woulda been to wait for me.  But we sold it and set our wedding date to July 9, 2004.  So much controversy went on about our getting married.  People hated it, disliked it, and down right opposed it.  I knew in my heart it was from God so I didn't care.  I just figured, I was on a spiritual high and Satan was trying to bring me down.  So I fought it and ignored it as much as possible.  Yes, I did cry many times about it, but I got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 9, 2004, I walked down the aisle with my daddy!  He gave me away (which was prolly one of the hardest things for him), and I married the man of my dreams I never knew I dreamed!  (make sense?)  Chad officiated (I was going to say married, hahahaha) the ceremony and did a wonderful job for his first wedding, I've been to several weddings, and Chad still did the best!  =D  Alley and I shared our first kiss and we were married!  Oh and Hawaii is beautiful, I highly recommend it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved to Orlando towards the end of July, which was really difficult.  i had to say goodbye to my fam. and friends.  I found out I was pregnant in September (yes I waited 2months) w/ my honeymoon baby.  I was sick and frustrated and sad.  I worked all day, sometimes 13 hours a day, and hardly ever saw my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a long story short, on April 16, 2005 Aurora Elizabeth was born at our home.  She was 8 lbs 5 oz, 21 .5 inches long. She's beautiful and growing daily.  =D  God has blessed my life dearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this turned out much longer than I anticipated.  But it's my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112316213495714871?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112316213495714871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112316213495714871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112316213495714871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112316213495714871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/fascinating-me-lesas-title.html' title='Fascinating me....?  (lesa&apos;s title)'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112309990008375844</id><published>2005-08-03T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T15:11:40.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one! (nope not a tooth)</title><content type='html'>So, Aurora decided to blow a rasberry today.  yes, I taught her, b/c it was the only thing that would make her smile.  So, she does it now.  But she did it when I was feeding her, so I was sweet potato face.  But it's still funny and adorable.   I love it!  You all should teach kids how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she'll probably be crawling before to long.  She's got the motions down perfect.  She's even pretty good about picking her whole self up, it's just figuring out that the hands and legs have to work together.  We're figuring a month to two and she'll be mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112309990008375844?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112309990008375844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112309990008375844&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112309990008375844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112309990008375844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-one-nope-not-tooth.html' title='Another one! (nope not a tooth)'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112307958095073101</id><published>2005-08-03T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T09:38:16.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 2</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm considering today to be the day Aurora got her 2nd tooth. It actually broke through today. Yes, it is RIGHT NEXT to her other one. Also, there's a third about to pop up in the same spot. So I'll wait til that pops out to consider it the 3rd. I can't believe she already has 2 teeth. It's crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had to go do laundry yesterday! =( no fun!  But I &lt;h2&gt; forgot to get my money!!! &lt;p&gt;  I went to the nearest ATM machine, which, mind you, is like forever away.  Well, I get money and leave.  I do the laundry, go home, and have 30 minutes to kill before going to get alley.  That's my break time!!  WEll, I was gonna go ahead and pay some bills, but NO!  I forgot my card in the machine!!  So I drove all the way back, hoping they stayed open til 6 (I couldn't remember the name of thbank I stopped at, or else I woulda called)!  I got there, and they closed at 5:30 (it's 5:45).  I see cars, so I bang on the door, and no one comes.  SO I walk around to the side where the cars are, and they're just happening to be walking out.  Then I ask if they happened to get one turned in.  the lady told me that the machine prolly sucked it back in and I'd have to call tomorrow so they could check.  Good news- I just called, they checked, it was there!  =D  I was so flippin out!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm out!! Later yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112307958095073101?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112307958095073101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112307958095073101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112307958095073101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112307958095073101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/08/number-2.html' title='Number 2'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112257260928750882</id><published>2005-07-28T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T12:43:45.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a blessing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b96/Gracesaves/DSC00773.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112257260928750882?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112257260928750882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112257260928750882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112257260928750882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112257260928750882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-blessing.html' title='This is a blessing!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112255637557370696</id><published>2005-07-28T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T08:12:55.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>I have been re-reading "When God Writes Your Love Story" by Eric and Leslie Ludy.  Okay, so God already started my love story, but it's a reminder of how much more God has to do with my love story.  Yes, I gave god the "pen" to my love story, and he gave me Alley, but there's oh so much more past the wedding that God has to "write."  Anyway, I just thought I'd share some of the quotes that they have in this book.  Mainly, so I have a place to keep them.  :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not without design does God write the music of our lives.  Be it ours to learn the tune, and not be dismayed at the 'rests.'  They are not to be slurred over, not to be omitted, not to destroy the melody, not to change the keynote.  If we look up, God Himself will beat the time for us.  With the eye on Him, we shall strike the next note full and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we sadly say to ourselves, 'There is not music in a rest,' let us not forget 'there is making of music in it.'  The making of music is often a slow and painful process in this life.  How patiently God works to teach us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long He waits for us to learn the lesson!" (Ruskin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Patience is more than endurance.  A saint's life is in the hands of God like a bow and arrow in the hands of an archer.  God is aiming at something the saint cannot see, and He stretches and strains, and every now and again the saing says-'I cannot stand any more.'  God does not heed, He goes on stretching till His purpose is in sight, then He lets fly.  Trust yourself in God's hands.  Maintain your relationship to Jesus Christ by the patience of faith.  'Though He slay me, yet will I wait for Him.'" (Oswald Chambers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FAV.&lt;br /&gt;"If we cut off their tongues and forbid the Christians speech, the love with their hands, with their feet, and with their eyes, they love always and everywhere until their last respiration.  Does anybody know how to take out the power of love from these stupid Christians?" (A Romanian prison guard who found boy his fulfillment and frustration in torturing Christians)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Okay, I have to not on this one.  How different would the church be if we all loved like this?  Jesus' bride would be the essence of love!  Just ponder on that.  I have been for like a week!  It's an amazing thought.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER FAV.&lt;br /&gt;"The reason some of us are such poor specimens of Christianity is because we have no Almighty Christ.  We have Christian attributes and experiences, but there is no abandonment to Jesus Christ."  (Oswald Chambers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leave the Irreparable Past in His hands,and step out intot he Irresistible Future with Him." (Oswald Chambers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You cannot stay the way you are and go with God."  (Henry Blackaby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The man who has God for his treausure has all things in One."  (A.W. Tozer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Song I can sing to myself all the time and it be true.  Mainly because I, as a human, sin.  But it gives me hope in my life.  Leslie is a remarkable writer, she allows God to control each stroke of her pen.  The result- a beautiful song that speaks LOUDLY of God's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone and confused, your heart is bruised from sin;&lt;br /&gt;Your joy is gone from love gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;And your longing to start again.&lt;br /&gt;I know that you've been hurt, and you don't know whom to trust;&lt;br /&gt;I won't pretent I understand your pain.&lt;br /&gt;But I can see repentance in your eyes, and I know it's not too late;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Him calling your name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White as snow, He has made you white as snow;&lt;br /&gt;The moment you confessed, His heart forgave.&lt;br /&gt;You might think you've ruined all the plans He had for you,&lt;br /&gt;But it's for that very reason Jesus saves.&lt;br /&gt;White as snow, He has made you white as snow;&lt;br /&gt;Pure and innocent like a dove,&lt;br /&gt;Though you have done nothing to deserve His pardoning,&lt;br /&gt;You've been purified by Jesus' blood-&lt;br /&gt;White as snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guilt and the shame, keeping you chained,&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to let you go;&lt;br /&gt;It's not how you dreamed, not how you planned,&lt;br /&gt;And you can't see that still there is hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receive His healing for your bruises;&lt;br /&gt;Receive His riches for your rages.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot imagine all the plans He has for you,&lt;br /&gt;So take His hand, and don't look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White as snow, He has made you white as snow;&lt;br /&gt;The moment you confessed, His heart forgave.&lt;br /&gt;You might think you've ruined all the plans He had for you,&lt;br /&gt;But it's for that very reason Jesus saves.&lt;br /&gt;White as snow, He has made you white as snow;&lt;br /&gt;Pure and innocent like a dove,&lt;br /&gt;Though you have done nothing to deserve His pardoning,&lt;br /&gt;You've been purified by Jesus' blood-&lt;br /&gt;White as snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm done.  I'm just so excited to see what else God has in store for me.  He's given me three of the most precious gifts already: Jesus is number one, then he gave me a loving husband, Alley, and a beautiful little girl, Aurora.  I am so blessed.  :-D  Yes, I'm having a good day.  Glad you noticed!  :-D  Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112255637557370696?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112255637557370696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112255637557370696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112255637557370696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112255637557370696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112249714426465188</id><published>2005-07-27T15:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T15:45:45.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones!</title><content type='html'>I have been absolutely terrible about recording Aurora's milestones.  I don't remember the first day she smiled, I know it was in the car.  I remember thinking, awwww, I'm so gonna write this down when I get home.  But nope!  The day she rolled over, wow, can't remember, just know that roll resulted in her first fall (not a very pleasant mileston)!  She first lifted her head the day she was born, so that one is easy.  She's  been able to hold it longer and longer, but that was still her first time.  Now, today, I am recording a milestone!  Aurora is cutting her first tooth.  Correction - it's somewhat out already, and boy is it sharp. (I think they tend to be a lot sharper when you're nursing than if you put your finger in there!)  I am so excited.  But this tooth, also resulted in her first dose of tylenol.  Man, was she fussy in the store!  I was wondering why she was EXTRA fussy this past week.  But I'm so excited.  At Target, she was fussing, and I was getting those "You need to take care of your child" looks and I said "She's teething."  They quickly changed their glances from judgemental to sympathetic and nod with a knowing look.  Okay, just decided to write it here so I can keep it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112249714426465188?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112249714426465188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112249714426465188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112249714426465188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112249714426465188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/milestones.html' title='Milestones!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112230626722614899</id><published>2005-07-25T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T10:44:27.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>okay Stephy!!!</title><content type='html'>My beautiful friend stephanie stole this from Kyle Martin (who I don't really know but heard of).  anywho...I figured I'd do it to since Steph so kindly put my name on her blog and I LOVE LOVE LOVE books!  :-D  I love Stephanie, too!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How many books have I owned? uhmm...if I could count them, I would tell you, but about a hundred plus.  although, some are still at my mom's b/c we simply don't have enough room for them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was the last book you bought?  I bought, hmm..most of my books have been given to me, but I think I bought my Shakespeare book with 5 plays in it.  I paid my teacher .25 for it.  :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last book you read?  I've been re-reading Woman AFter God's Own Heart.  I'm tryin to right a new article and I need some inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What are FIVE books that have meant a lot to you? &lt;br /&gt;(1)Woman After God's Own Heart, (2)Authentic Beauty (changed my life), (3) When Dreams Come True, (4)Ragtime (it seriously helped my English grade and my writing my junior year), and (5) The Bible (Come on, every Christian should have this one, b/c it's the most important)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I should read: I should read everything I want, which is basically anything I can get my hands on.  I just simply don't have as much time to read anymore.  I try to read to Aurora, but she gets fussy.  Speaking of, she's getting there now. Must go take care of the little one!!  &lt;br /&gt;OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112230626722614899?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112230626722614899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112230626722614899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112230626722614899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112230626722614899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/okay-stephy.html' title='okay Stephy!!!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112215568881016593</id><published>2005-07-23T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T16:54:48.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00695.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00695.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a cute one.  okay, so they all are, but this one is a favorite b/c she had her hair like her daddy.  ;-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112215568881016593?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112215568881016593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112215568881016593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112215568881016593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112215568881016593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-cute-one.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112215563820395022</id><published>2005-07-23T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T16:53:58.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00747.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00747.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so cute&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112215563820395022?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112215563820395022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112215563820395022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112215563820395022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112215563820395022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/shes-so-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112215555684482624</id><published>2005-07-23T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T16:52:36.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00737.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00737.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora and little Ali, Ali loved Aurora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112215555684482624?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112215555684482624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112215555684482624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112215555684482624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112215555684482624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/aurora-and-little-ali-ali-loved-aurora.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112215546689997018</id><published>2005-07-23T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T16:51:06.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Worries</title><content type='html'>I know the Bible says not to worry, but how does one go about doing that?  I mean, when you have an adorable 3 month old you can't imagine life without, how do u not worry about what her future will bring.  I worry that one day she won't like me.  I worry that sometime terrible might happen to her.  I worry that she will go through pain I've been through, or worse!!  I guess this is where the trust factor comes in, huh?  It's just plain difficult.  And I thought growing up was going to be easy!!!  What a hoot!  (yes, I said hoot!)  Anyway, I guess I'll just have to take the fact that God will do His will in my daughter's life and all will be well in the end.  I'll just raise her the way a Christian woman should be raised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;IN HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112215546689997018?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112215546689997018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112215546689997018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112215546689997018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112215546689997018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/worries.html' title='Worries'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112109113674550285</id><published>2005-07-11T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T09:12:16.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00629.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00629.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at her mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112109113674550285?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112109113674550285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112109113674550285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112109113674550285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112109113674550285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/laughing-at-her-mama.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112104829786428306</id><published>2005-07-10T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T21:18:17.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00619.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00619.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora, wrestling with her lamb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112104829786428306?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112104829786428306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112104829786428306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112104829786428306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112104829786428306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/aurora-wrestling-with-her-lamb.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112104824761803483</id><published>2005-07-10T21:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T21:17:27.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00586.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00586.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora in her cute little hat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112104824761803483?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112104824761803483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112104824761803483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112104824761803483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112104824761803483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/aurora-in-her-cute-little-hat.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112104823678084148</id><published>2005-07-10T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T21:17:16.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00641.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00641.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora playing with her book!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112104823678084148?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112104823678084148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112104823678084148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112104823678084148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112104823678084148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/aurora-playing-with-her-book.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112075404746569210</id><published>2005-07-07T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T11:34:07.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Home Birthing Experience</title><content type='html'>After months of consideration, I finally decided to give birth at home, without medication. I do not regret this decision and would like to share with the world my wonderful experience. Perhaps others will choose my path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I had very different views on childbirth. At first, I was convinced that I should have a baby in a hospital with all of my family waiting patiently in the waiting room. My husband on the other hand, believed I should have my child at home, with just him. What a difference! I was frightened of the thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lived in Florida for the first 5 months of my pregnancy, so I didn't worry too much about it. Once we moved to Louisiana, where we would permanently be for my birth, I began to realize I needed to make a decision- fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I finally compromised on using a midwife after 2 months of his stubbornness on using no one! After reading many books on home births and talking to a midwife, I realized I wanted to try it. I was a bit scared about not using medication, but I knew God will help me through it. So I continued to see my midwife until the day finally came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 15, 2005 at 4:00 p.m., I realized I was in active labor. I called my midwife who arrived at 9:00 p.m. I didn't deliver until nearly 9:00 a.m. So I labored 17 hours without any medication. I used water from the shower, heat packs, and prayers to get me through my long quest. With loving support from my husband and encouraging words from my midwife, I got through my labor with pain, but without being doped up when my child came into the world. Not only was I fully aware of everything that was going on, so was she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful 8 lb, 5 oz baby came out of my 5'4" normally 120 lb body without any unnecessary medical help. Thanks to my husband, midwife, and God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an article I got $5 for! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112075404746569210?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112075404746569210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112075404746569210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112075404746569210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112075404746569210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/home-birthing-experience.html' title='A Home Birthing Experience'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112074964935982933</id><published>2005-07-07T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T10:20:49.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston Homecoming</title><content type='html'>You know those big mum things we always get for homecoming?  The 'flowers' and the ribbons hanging down that are like, almost as tall as we are?  Well, apparently Texas (don't know how much of Texas) are the only ones who do this.  Okay, that may be exaggerating, but it sure seems that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl at my church Bethany and I somehow got into the conversation about homecoming.  Bethany is from LaPorte.  Bethany's husband,Jared, is from Ohio.  WEll Jared was making fun of the mums and I was like, dude, we did that too.  Then he asked Alley if he had seen them, Nope.  We asked Laura and Jason, Nope (louisiana).  We asked people that lived all over if they had bought these traditional mums that we always buy.  NOPE!  What's the deal?  Are we that strange?  I suppose so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days til my anniversary!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, the 16th is my sister's shower!  I'm trying so hard to get to go.  I miss my sister so much and am so excited that she's getting married!  I can't wait to give her a present!  I also get to show my baby off to more people, which is also fun! =D  Only moms know how fun it is to show off your brand new baby!  Okay, so mine won't be brand new anymore, she'll be 3MONTHS that day!  Can you believe she's already 3 months???  Not me!!  I'm so terrible shocked!  I still vividly remember staying up ALL night in PAIN and then seeing her beautiful face and finding out she was a girl.  My heart still jumps everytime I recall hearing, oh it's a girl!  I so thought that imbilical cord was a boy's hmmmhmmm.  lol, I was so out of it from being up all night.  I'm so blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later fools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112074964935982933?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112074964935982933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112074964935982933&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112074964935982933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112074964935982933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/houston-homecoming.html' title='Houston Homecoming'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112069115920687284</id><published>2005-07-06T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:05:59.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Coffee Press</title><content type='html'>The link on the side entitled "Coffee, Cheesecake, ETC." is actually a baytown police officer owned website.  You should check it out. It's fairly expensive for cheesecakes, but according to my brother (who's a cheesecake fanatic!!), they are delicious and worth it.  They're delivered usually overnight.  They also have exotic coffees, mugs, etc.  I think you should check it out if you're interested.  Support BAYTOWNIANS!!!!!  LOL  Also, my dad's going to be having a business online.  I'll let you know what the site is.  Of course, it may not be of much interest to most people b/c it's fishing and it's going to be made for the UK, so the prices will be in GBP.  But if you're interested, I'm sure he'll take USD. LOL  Well, I'm out.  Check out the cheesecake place.  (hmm, I love cheesecake, alley loves cheesecake...maybe I should buy him one for our anniversary)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 DAYS TIL MY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY!!!!!  YAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112069115920687284?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112069115920687284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112069115920687284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112069115920687284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112069115920687284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/hot-coffee-press.html' title='Hot Coffee Press'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112068380191367492</id><published>2005-07-06T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T16:03:21.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>I must say, today has been a disappointing day.  First off, I had an interview.  Well, it didn't go horrible or anything, just don't think i'll get it.  They want someone with experience in that field.  (hmm, how do you get experience if no one will give you a shot??)  Anyway, I found things out that I didn't want to that really upset me and make my stomach hurt (that's all I can say bout that).  OKay, so maybe I'm being overdramatic.  There are other jobs out there and the thing that's upsetting me isn't my fault and I can't fix it.  I even feel like I don't want to.  Which, I guess, is what really upsets me.  Oh yes, immodesty upsets me too.  Seeing too much immodesty in one day makes me sick.  okay well I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112068380191367492?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112068380191367492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112068380191367492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112068380191367492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112068380191367492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112057383246096459</id><published>2005-07-05T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T09:30:32.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First 4th of July</title><content type='html'>This was Aurora's first fourth, DUH!  LOL she's only 2 1/2 months! :-D  I so wish I hadn't bought cheap batteries, b/c as soon as I put them in my camera, they died.  All 8 of them were tried and failed!!!  Oh well, at least I got to see the look on her face.  :)  Anyway, Alley didn't have to work, so we just sat around the house, he doesn't get very many lazy days.  OH and we had to buy me an outfit for an interview, but anywho, other than that nothing.  Well, we decided to meet some people from church to see fireworks over the Missippi River.  It was pretty cool, except Alley and I couldn't find the people we were meeting in the beginning.  So we layed a blanket on the grass and just sat there in front of the USS Kidd for the first 15 minutes.  Well, then Jason called us came and found us and we went and sat with them.  Well, the fireworks only lasted like 5 minutes after that.  Apparently there was supposed to be like 10 more minutes of fireworks, but some fireworks had backfired and hit the boat that they were shooting off of and there were a couple small fires on the boat.  So, needless to say, the show ended way early.  Well, the fireworks we did get to see were beautiful and Aurora didn't flinch at all.  She just kinda looked at them in awe.  She only looked for a second though, her little attention span wanted to look at the little girl SCREAMING in front of us.  That poor little girl was trying to run away.  I couldnt' help but laugh, b/c I was the same way.  And ya know what's worse??  I was like that until I was like 16.  Okay, I didn't scream when I was 16, but I would hold a blanket over my head or close my ears or something.  Pathetic, you say?  I know!!!  lol  Besides from getting to see these lovely fireworks, we had to wait in traffic to and from the river.  I had no idea so many people were gonna be there.  It was a pain getting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown, 4 days til my anniversary.  I get to go to Olive Garden!  I haven't been there since my birthday!!  :-D YAY!  Well, we may go to carraba's but as of now, it's Olive Garden b/c I like their breadsticks.  I still don't know if we're gonna go anywhere else, but whatever.  I better get my Italian.  I don't get to go out much, and when we do, it's like Jack n the Box, or Taco Bell, or McD's, or somewhere where you can eat off the dollar menu.  yes, I have a penny-pinching husband!! lol  That's okay, I'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay once again I need to say I really need to find a babysitter!!!!  I have a job interview and I need to find someone I can trust!! :(  Yes, it would be great to get to stay home with Aurora, but it'd also be great to get a house and a car and everything else I want in life.  And yes, eventually I could get those things without working, but I don't want to wait that long.  I'd rather help and get it done faster.  Plus, the job I'm interviewing for is only 5 days a week, 6 hours a day.  So, 6 hours away won't kill me.  Okay, maybe the first week, but I think I'll be okay.  After we have a house and a car, I'll continue working for a while, but when we have another kid, that's probably when I'll stay home.  Okay, well I'm out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112057383246096459?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112057383246096459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112057383246096459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112057383246096459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112057383246096459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/first-4th-of-july.html' title='First 4th of July'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112025460309926252</id><published>2005-07-01T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T16:50:03.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Baby Site</title><content type='html'>I have a new baby site that I'm gonna keep up.  At least, I say that now.  It's www.babysites.com/sites/gracesaves  Check it out and sign the guest book!  Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112025460309926252?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112025460309926252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112025460309926252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112025460309926252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112025460309926252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-baby-site.html' title='New Baby Site'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112006231135623545</id><published>2005-06-29T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T11:25:11.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow 3 in one day!</title><content type='html'>I'm good man, making up for lost time I guess.  But I just wanted to be happy for my good friend Gina!  She had a baby girl (she says she's beautifuL!) this morning I think at around 1 or so.  When I talked to her at 7 she sounded ALIvE and PEPPY.  It's that childbirth high I had.  Well...pray for Gina and Baylee and that all will continue to go well.  Oh yes she was a whopping 8lbs 3oz, of course I can't say much, mine was 2oz heavier.  :-D  Woohoo for little girls!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON that subject, I just realized how many little babies Aurora's gonna have to play with in Baytown. Jenna, Luke, Lilly, Sadie, Baylee, and all the others.  How exciting!  God Bless the babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these."&lt;/span&gt;  Jesus in Mark 10:14&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112006231135623545?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112006231135623545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112006231135623545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112006231135623545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112006231135623545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/wow-3-in-one-day.html' title='Wow 3 in one day!'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112005561167302201</id><published>2005-06-29T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T09:33:31.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00596.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00596.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my haircut.  I don't know how obvious it looks.  Butoh well.  Later fools!  ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112005561167302201?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112005561167302201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112005561167302201&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112005561167302201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112005561167302201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-haircut.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-112005272468466742</id><published>2005-06-29T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T08:45:24.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>uh huh (no titles)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1767/673/1600/DSC00603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1767/673/320/DSC00603.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definately not the best picture ever, but I don't have a scanner and I wanted a picture of my girls on here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at LIFE group, we got sidetracked from the lesson.  OKay, maybe not everyone was as sidetracked as I was, but you get the point.  Someone mentioned something about having someone to spill your soul to and how important that is considering the Bible says to confess your sins.  Okay, yes I have my husband, blah blah.  But I am a girl, a girl needs a girl.  Plain and simple.  I used to have Rachael and Amy.  We had our awesome little prayer circle that was way powerful.  I felt so much better having people to talk to and pray with that understood me.  It's not that I don't have friends here, but it's like, outside of church, I really don't.  I'm not sad that I don't have non-Christian friends, although the opportunities are needed, but I don't have anyone that I hang out with or pray with or anything like in Baytown.  Rachael and Amy were and still are my best friends, and that will not change, I love them dearly.  I just miss that closeness, mainly because I know it will never be there again.  We all seperated.  Rachael is staying in Baytown, then going off to College Station, Amy's in Lubbock, then who knows where, and for the time being, I'm in Baton Rouge.  (This may be somewhat depressing for you, Rachael, sorry!  I love you!)  Well, I guess I'll quit reminiscing on old memories.  Just pray for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bit of a lighter note, Aurora is beautiful!  She makes me smile!  She looks at me with those beautiful eyes (which are still blue by the way, praying they stay that way) and smiles and I just melt!  I can be crying, and she smiles, and all is better.  Oh and I'm looking for a job.  I need prayers for that too.  I didn't want to work yet, but I need to, more for me than anything.  I need to do something for me.  As much as I'd like to stay with Aurora, I feel I need to do this.  I also need to find someone to watch her for a decent price.  I'm a bit nervous about using someone out of a newspaper and day cares.  So hopefully I can find someone at church or something.  So Pray for that as well.  If you want me to help, you could make your prayer for me really easy, say "God, I pray for Michelle because she needs your help so she doesn't go nuts! Amen"  Yeah that'll work, I pray that to him for myself all the time.  :-D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart."  Psalms 37:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised."&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 31:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-112005272468466742?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/112005272468466742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=112005272468466742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112005272468466742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/112005272468466742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/uh-huh-no-titles.html' title='uh huh (no titles)'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111956330480400519</id><published>2005-06-23T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T16:48:24.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetly Talking</title><content type='html'>Aurora is the most adorable thing I've ever seen in my life.  It's so funny how she seems to understand my expressions.  Today, I was playing with her while she was sitting on my stomach.  I would talk to her in a sweet voice and she would respond with cute little coo's and gurgles and smiles.  Then if I were on the phone and had a less than happy sound, she would get this sad look on her face.  It was so cute.  It makes me see how much of a part of me she is.  I just don't understand how some moms can get so frustrated with their babies.  I may one day, but not now.  Her cries are just too cute to me.  Yesterday, she rolled completely over.  I mean she flipped from back to stomach to back.  I was like, "Is she supposed to do this??"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading "Woman AFter God's Own Heart" again.  This is my third time.  I just never feel that I can match up to what Elizabeth George explains as what makes that woman.    I've wanted to be that Proverbs 31 woman, but it's not an easy feat.  Question:  Did the Proverbs 31 woman really exist?  I don't know how anyone can be that amazing.  Especially now that I have Aurora, I want to be a good example to her what a Godly woman is.  I don't want her to only have people from church to look to, I want her to have me as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so my blogs are usually pretty random.  So I'll just add that Tostitos Monterey Jack Queso is AMAZING!  You should so go buy some RIGHT NOW!  I know, I'm a freak, but hey, you'll get over it!  Anyways, I guess I'll go for now.  I really need to write some articles so I can get some money so I can go to Baytown ASAP!!!!  TTYL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt; IN HIM &lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;MIchelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111956330480400519?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111956330480400519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111956330480400519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111956330480400519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111956330480400519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/sweetly-talking.html' title='Sweetly Talking'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111946579043844756</id><published>2005-06-22T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T13:43:10.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just seeing if this works</title><content type='html'>Relient K&lt;br /&gt;Chapstick and Chapped lips and things like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id=vpdiv&gt;&lt;embed style="FILTER: xray" name="RAOCXplayer" autoplay="true" src="http://song.musicvideocodes.com/song.php?s=3308" type="application/x-mplayer2" width="320" height="265" ShowControls="1" ShowStatusBar="0" AutoSize="true" loop="true" EnableContextMenu="0" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Video code provided by &lt;a href="http://www.musicvideocodes.com"&gt;Music Video Codes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111946579043844756?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111946579043844756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111946579043844756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111946579043844756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111946579043844756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-seeing-if-this-works.html' title='just seeing if this works'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111936725335486573</id><published>2005-06-21T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T10:20:53.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Days...</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am counting!  18 days til my first anniversary!  How exciting!  I never knew a year could seem so long.  I've been all over the southwest and landed in Baton Rouge.  I've been reminiscing this past year this morning.  I was thinking of how beautiful Hawaii was!  I want to go their again like crazy.   I was thinking how funny it is to realize how many signs I had that I was pregnant that I totally ignored.  I remember driving to Florida and calling Alley every 2-4 hours telling him I needed a nap, or I needed to throw up (sorry, tmi!).  Now Florida, oh man, that's all I can say about that place.  I hated the constant rain (Sunshine state my foot!), the crazy job with WHACKED out hours, and all the people asking me for money!  Alley's a firm believer in doing what the Bible says there and give to those who ask.  Okay, that's all well and good, but they can be happy w/ $2-5, why give $15 when we can barely afford gas ourselves?  Needless to say, Alley out of school is MUCH better!  And me not working?  Even better.  Although, it does get kind of boring, even with a child.  (She sleeps a LOT!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been losing weight finally.  I'm finally about the same size I was senior year, but I want to be like I was in Hawaii and the first 2 months in Florida.  And another thing, I'm getting my hair cut, FINALLY.  I'm making an appointment as I write.  I haven't cut it in like 3 years.  I don't think I've cut it since right before I started going to Missouri Street.    So, I'm excited and nervous at the same time.  (I think RAchael knows how I feel here)! :-D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's wedding is in 3 months.  I have only 3 months to slim down.  She looked better than me in my wedding, I oughta look better than her in hers.  NOT LIKELY!  lol.  It's okay, I sitll love her to death.  I still can't wait.  I've been needing an excuse to get really dressed up, and I get to.  We get a limo for the whole day.  I get to go get my hair, nails, make-up and everything done in a limo.  :-D YAY for me!  She has a shower in Orange on the 16th, so I get to show Aurora off to people that haven't got to see her yet.  My Aunt hasn't seen her yet and she's going nuts. lol  I don't blame her, I would too.  But she gets to see her smiling, so yeah.  Then we're going to Houston the last weekend in July (Hope you guys are there), for a family reunion in Alvin.  I'm making Alley stop in Baytown though.  I don't think he's spent more than 2 hours w/ my family (if that much) since we left for Florida.  We spent the night there in September, but that's all we did, SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the anniversary thing, Alley's bad at planning stuff like that.  He says he doesn't like spending money.  But then I suggested we go to the beach and he suggested Pensacola.  Problem?  A nursing baby!  Hm, what's a mother to do?  I say I prepare several bottles and leave her with one of her granparents?  Sounds good?  yeah, to me too.  Don't know if Alley would go for that though.  We'll see.  I just want to go somewhere, even if it's just out to eat or something.  My friends here celebrated every month their first year, so I deserve something for my ONE YEAR, right?  RIGHT!  okay, well I'm out for now!  LATA FOOLS! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;IN HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111936725335486573?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111936725335486573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111936725335486573&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111936725335486573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111936725335486573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/18-days.html' title='18 Days...'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111903850668743372</id><published>2005-06-17T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T15:02:38.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I just spent all this time writing this long blog!! and it just went away!! seriously! how gay is that!?1?! WEll I was just saying how I got a job working for 3 web sites, writing articles! One is about Christianity and Sex before Marriage, a very touchy subject for some, but one I have VERY strong beliefs about, so it should be interesting. I also said that PayPal screwed my dad and me over! Alright, well I'm not gonna re-type the whole flippin' thing. I'm so mad! Later folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt; IN HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111903850668743372?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111903850668743372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111903850668743372&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111903850668743372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111903850668743372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-i-just-spent-all-this-time-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111875748701753704</id><published>2005-06-14T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T08:58:07.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00577.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00577.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look how cute!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111875748701753704?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111875748701753704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111875748701753704&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111875748701753704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111875748701753704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/look-how-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111816387149584019</id><published>2005-06-07T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T12:04:31.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00110.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00110.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, penny, and aurora!  I'm getting picture happy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111816387149584019?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111816387149584019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111816387149584019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111816387149584019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111816387149584019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/me-penny-and-aurora-im-getting-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111816383138396445</id><published>2005-06-07T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T12:03:51.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00107.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00107.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachael and me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111816383138396445?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111816383138396445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111816383138396445&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111816383138396445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111816383138396445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/rachael-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111816188090794518</id><published>2005-06-07T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T11:31:20.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00095.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00095.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111816188090794518?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111816188090794518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111816188090794518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111816188090794518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111816188090794518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/how-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111816181466635618</id><published>2005-06-07T11:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T11:30:14.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00563.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00563.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic w/the goofy hat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111816181466635618?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111816181466635618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111816181466635618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111816181466635618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111816181466635618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/another-pic-wthe-goofy-hat.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111816180502886136</id><published>2005-06-07T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T11:30:05.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00562.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00562.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, she's smiling!  Isn't that a goofy lookin hat!?  But whatever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111816180502886136?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111816180502886136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111816180502886136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111816180502886136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111816180502886136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/again-shes-smiling-isnt-that-goofy.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111815376716375767</id><published>2005-06-07T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T09:16:07.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00524.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00524.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alley says she looks like Rambo!  I say she's the most adorable baby on the planet!  What do you think?  Who wins this one??&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111815376716375767?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111815376716375767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111815376716375767&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111815376716375767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111815376716375767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/alley-says-she-looks-like-rambo-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111815369873611291</id><published>2005-06-07T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T09:14:58.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/DSC00554.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/400/DSC00554.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she beautiful?  All smiles and everything?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111815369873611291?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111815369873611291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111815369873611291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111815369873611291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111815369873611291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/isnt-she-beautiful-all-smiles-and.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111815362133273420</id><published>2005-06-07T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T09:13:41.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT: a house&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE: everything: God, a family, friends, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE: uhh..??&lt;br /&gt;I MISS: my family and friends&lt;br /&gt;I FEAR: losing people I love&lt;br /&gt;I HEAR: tha radio&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER: when I'll get a house&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE:  God, Alley, Aurora, family, and friends&lt;br /&gt;I DANCE: uhh...every once in a while...more often w/ aurora&lt;br /&gt;I SING: all the time&lt;br /&gt;I CRY: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I WRITE: occasionally, used to more, but not so much&lt;br /&gt;I NEED: lol a house...see a pattern here?&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD: not be online and getting things done around here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x. father thinks i am: dunno, ask him&lt;br /&gt;x. mother thinks i am: ask her&lt;br /&gt;x. Three things you are often complimented for: my beautiful daughter, my hair, my voice (not so much anymore)&lt;br /&gt;x. you get embarrassed when: I drive on a curb...happened a couple times.&lt;br /&gt;x. makes you happy: Alley and aurora &amp; getting to see my family&lt;br /&gt;x. you keep a diary: umm..if this counts.&lt;br /&gt;x. you like to cook: umm...when I don't have to, I don't mind it.&lt;br /&gt;x. you have a secret you have not shared with anyone: I'm sure I have..but i don't know&lt;br /&gt;x. you bite your fingernails: uh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;x. you believe in love: well  Ishould hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is...?&lt;br /&gt;x.The weirdest person you know: me, I'm pretty weird&lt;br /&gt;x.the Loudest Person you Know: Amy, most definately Amy&lt;br /&gt;x.Your close friends: Amy&lt;br /&gt;x.the Person that Knows the Most about you: Alley&lt;br /&gt;x.last image/thought when you go to sleep: honestly, it's I really hope Aurora doesn't wake up in an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You...?&lt;br /&gt;take a shower everyday:yes&lt;br /&gt;have a(any) crush(es): does my husband count?  I guess I crush on Aurora too.&lt;br /&gt;think you were ever loved by someone: yes&lt;br /&gt;have piercings/where?: ears&lt;br /&gt;get motion sickness: not really&lt;br /&gt;think you're a health freak: me??  NO way!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;get along with your parents: syup&lt;br /&gt;like thunderstorms: yup&lt;br /&gt;SIGN: Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;NATURAL HAIR COLOR: brown&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT HAIR COLOR: brown&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOR: blue&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHPLACE: beaumont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FAVORITES)&lt;br /&gt;COLOR: pink and black&lt;br /&gt;DAY: uh...sundays b/c alley's off&lt;br /&gt;MONTH: January&lt;br /&gt;SONG: On Bended Knee&lt;br /&gt;FOOD: Italian&lt;br /&gt;SEASON: Winter&lt;br /&gt;SPORT: baseball&lt;br /&gt;DRINK: PEPSI!&lt;br /&gt;VEGGIE: does a french fry count?&lt;br /&gt;PERSONS: Alley and aurora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( PREFERENCES )&lt;br /&gt;CUDDLE OR MAKE OUT? lol Whichever&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE MILK, OR HOT CHOCOLATE? hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;MILK, DARK, OR WHITE CHOCOLATE? milk...dark?? YUCK&lt;br /&gt;VANILLA OR CHOCOLATE? chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( IN THE LAST 24 HOURS, HAVE YOU.... )&lt;br /&gt;CRIED? nope&lt;br /&gt;BOUGHT SOMETHING? hmm..don't think so&lt;br /&gt;GOTTEN SICK? no, past 48 hours, yes&lt;br /&gt;GONE TO THE MOVIES? no&lt;br /&gt;GONE OUT FOR DINNER? no! :(&lt;br /&gt;SAID I LOVE YOU? yes&lt;br /&gt;WRITTEN A REAL LETTER? no&lt;br /&gt;TALKED TO AN EX? unfortunately yes.&lt;br /&gt;WRITTEN IN A JOURNAL? this&lt;br /&gt;TALKED TO SOMEONE YOU CRUSH ON? yes, alley and aurora both&lt;br /&gt;HAD A SERIOUS TALK? uh..it wasn't not serious.&lt;br /&gt;MISSED SOMEONE? yes!&lt;br /&gt;HUGGED SOMEONE? yes&lt;br /&gt;FOUGHT WITH YOUR PARENTS? no&lt;br /&gt;FOUGHT WITH A FRIEND? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name 6 bands/artists you listen to: thousand foot krutch, relient k, rascal flatts, Pillar, Jars of Clay, and YOUR MOM! (I couldn't think of any others)&lt;br /&gt;name 4 things you hate: hate is such a strong word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would You Ever..&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat a bug? ew, no&lt;br /&gt;2. Bungee jump? oh gosh, me?? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;3. Hang glide? I'd like to, but I think I'd be too scared&lt;br /&gt;4. Kill someone? no&lt;br /&gt;6. Have sex with someone of the same sex? ewww no&lt;br /&gt;8. Parachute from a plane? again, I think I'd be too scared, but it sounds fun&lt;br /&gt;9. Walk on hot coals? wouldn't want to&lt;br /&gt;0. Go out with someone for their looks? well I'm stuck w/ someone now lol&lt;br /&gt;11. For their reputation? same&lt;br /&gt;12. Be a vegetarian? couldn't even if I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;13. Wear plaid with stripes? sure&lt;br /&gt;14. IM a stranger? ppl I don't know that alley does.&lt;br /&gt;15. Sing karaoke? sure&lt;br /&gt;17. Shoplift? no&lt;br /&gt;18. Run a red light? not on purpose&lt;br /&gt;19. Star in a porn video? NO&lt;br /&gt;20. Dye your hair blue? umm..sure&lt;br /&gt;22. Wear makeup in public? yeah&lt;br /&gt;23. NOT wear makeup in public?  yeah&lt;br /&gt;25. Make someone cry? try not to&lt;br /&gt;27. Kick a baby? NO!&lt;br /&gt;28. Date someone more than ten years older than you? don't date anymore..that's cheating&lt;br /&gt;29. Cuss out a priest? no!&lt;br /&gt;30. Take a job as a janitor? wouldn't want to, but if I had to.  although, it's pretty easy to find a job making more...so prolly not&lt;br /&gt;31. Wear a thong? yes&lt;br /&gt;32. Stay up all through the night? yeah, hello I have a baby under 2 months!  It happens!&lt;br /&gt;33. Drink straight espresso? no, although I've considered taking it up&lt;br /&gt;34. Betray a friend? no&lt;br /&gt;35. Go for a friends sibling? does a friend's boyfriend's sibling count?&lt;br /&gt;36. Run away? no&lt;br /&gt;37. Go out w/ someone you hardly knew? yep, married someone like that...you'd be suprised what God can do.&lt;br /&gt;38. Be on Jerry Springer? yeah, for my momma dating my lover or something.. :-/ j/k&lt;br /&gt;39. Have a one night stand? never&lt;br /&gt;40. Give an ex a 2nd chance? too late for them :-P&lt;br /&gt;41. Date a friend? too late for them too :-P&lt;br /&gt;42. Kidnap your friends kid? NO!!!  I know how that would feel!&lt;br /&gt;43. Dress as a clown in public? sure&lt;br /&gt;44. Dress up as any weird character? sure&lt;br /&gt;45. Go on a blind date? no&lt;br /&gt;46. Be on the Bachelor/Bachelorette? nope, considering I'm not one&lt;br /&gt;47. Jump off a cliff? into a lake, yes..really though, it depends on how high&lt;br /&gt;48. Pick up a hitch-hiker? no, alley would, but not w/ me or aurora in the car.&lt;br /&gt;49. Commit suicide? never&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111815362133273420?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111815362133273420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111815362133273420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111815362133273420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111815362133273420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-want-house-i-have-everything-god.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111808205266731704</id><published>2005-06-06T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T13:20:52.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm glad I got to go home this weekend.  I really missed everyone.  Although, some people (ahem, Rachael), I didn't get to see.  But that's alright, I'm sure I'll be back soon.  I think my parents enjoyed me getting to stay with them as well.  My mom, Jason, and I rented Napoleon Dynamite.  Mom fell asleep, but she remembered some of the funny stuff.  She actually thought it was semi-funny.  Well, I got to Baytown around 1:30.  Adrienne got to my house about 2 and we went to eat at Rooster's w/ her boyfriend, Chris, Landon, and Jason.  Then she and Chris came back to the house and stayed for a little bit.  Then I went to Gina's to visit a bit.  I got to see her baby's nursery, which is sooo incredible adorable.  Josh is one talented artist is all I have to say about that.  Well, then I got home and my mom was there.  So, I just sat there and talked to her a bit.  Then, at 7, we left to meet Paige, Seth, Jen, Jenny, Kiley, and Jeff at Wings 'n' More.  Oh yes, that was wonderful, I really missed that place.  Except, I argued with the waiter b/c they quit serving Pepsi!  Bunch o freaks! lol  Well, after wings n more, we went to target,a nd then to blockbuster.  I already shared the movie with you all.  Well after the movie, i stayed up watching tv on the couch til 2.  Jason was a little upset b/c he cleaned his room for me to stay in and I ended up sleeping on the couch.  But oh well, he'll get over it.  He needed to clean it anyway.  Well, then at 9:30 on saturday, I met my friends, Shelby and Julie, at IHOP.  Got to spend time with them, I really missed em.  Well, then I went to Chad and Deana's and got to see how much Julia and Jenna are growing.  It's amazing to me!  I can't imagine Aurora getting that big!  :(  Well, then I went home and took my mom, brandy and Jason to pancho's.  Then, we went to the mall to get our nails done.  Then we went home and my dad guilt tripped me into going to Vidor to see his family.  I REALLY didn't feel like being in a car for that long again!  Well, then Alley came and got me and we headed to Alvin.  As soon as I walked into his aunt's house I started shivering bad!  I couldn't stop.  So I covered up w/ 2 blankets.  Well, I felt horrible all night and had a really bad fever.  I woke up the next morning feeling much better and then as soon as we got to his other aunts house for the grad. party, my fever returned.  I took 2 tylenol's and felt better like 30 minutes later.  HAven't been sick since!  But the party was fun.  I wish I woulda played volleyball though.  I ate crawfish and all sorts of good food.  Got to show my beautiful child off.  That's always fun!  WEll, I'm out for now, b/c this is really an uninteresting post!  Later folks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111808205266731704?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111808205266731704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111808205266731704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111808205266731704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111808205266731704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/06/busy-busy-weekend.html' title='Busy, busy weekend'/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111733239502131868</id><published>2005-05-28T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T21:06:35.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys!  Looks like I'll be posting more often, although a lot of us in "blogger world" seem to say that like a bazillion times.   So, I hadn't posted since before the birth of Aurora and since then all I've done is update you on the birth.  Well, she's growing so much.  She's getting so long it's crazy!  She started really smiling at me today.  She did it several times and it made my heart melt!  She's so precious.  So for your entertainment I added some pictures on here!  I finally figured out how to do it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm supposed to be going to Alvin next weekend, but unfortunately, I won't be able to make it to Baytown.  We have a graduation party to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm out for now, I'll write some more later!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;In HIM&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111733239502131868?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111733239502131868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111733239502131868&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111733239502131868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111733239502131868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/05/hey-guys-looks-like-ill-be-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309390.post-111733153054903694</id><published>2005-05-28T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T20:52:10.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/640/FH000015.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/6066/320/FH000015.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Aurora (1 day old)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309390-111733153054903694?l=gracesaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/feeds/111733153054903694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309390&amp;postID=111733153054903694&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111733153054903694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309390/posts/default/111733153054903694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracesaves.blogspot.com/2005/05/me-and-aurora-1-day-old.html' title=''/><author><name>GraceSaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14623276636725066219</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FG7_7HDyKxY/Spv2U5Nbi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/uoBf4lluy74/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
