<?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-1152365220084378522</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:02:56.110-06:00</updated><category term='rock art'/><category term='houses'/><category term='fundraiser'/><category term='canvas bags'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Yin and Yang'/><category term='iron range'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='possibility'/><category term='light'/><category term='loss'/><category term='new'/><category term='garden'/><category term='boys'/><category term='birds'/><category term='nature'/><category term='self'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='art'/><category term='honeymoon'/><category 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Now</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my &lt;a href="http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-that-time-of-year.html" target="_blank"&gt;birthday post of 2011&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wrote about&lt;br /&gt;finding balance&amp;nbsp;between all&amp;nbsp;my various&lt;br /&gt;roles and parts of myself.&amp;nbsp; I wrote&lt;br /&gt;about spending less time on &lt;br /&gt;wasteful activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to find that balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend less time on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;I still go on facebook but I am not&lt;br /&gt;constantly thinking "oh, I need to post&lt;br /&gt;this picture or say this" etc.&amp;nbsp; I don't&lt;br /&gt;feel attached to facebook.&amp;nbsp; Now when &lt;br /&gt;I take pictures I&amp;nbsp;just think&amp;nbsp;about&lt;br /&gt;documenting the present moment and&lt;br /&gt;not whether I need to show it to the world.&lt;br /&gt;It is a good relationship to have&lt;br /&gt;with facebook because before I was&lt;br /&gt;a little crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Liberty's nap time I used to just waste time&lt;br /&gt;on the computer.&amp;nbsp; Now I have been organizing,&lt;br /&gt;creating, making baby food&amp;nbsp;or cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I used to think I had to accomplish a huge project all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am seeing that even 10 minutes of sketching, brainstorming or&lt;br /&gt;organizing helps me to feel a balance within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new motto "I've got 10 minutes what can I do?"&lt;br /&gt;or however much time I do&amp;nbsp;have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have been useful to know this kind of &lt;br /&gt;balance before having a baby because I wasted&lt;br /&gt;a lot of time before Liberty arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how Liberty brought so much&lt;br /&gt;perspective into my life.&amp;nbsp; She has helped&lt;br /&gt;me to look at what really matters in life.&lt;br /&gt;Having balance within has helped me to&lt;br /&gt;be present.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wonderful!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-8628721367606979853?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8628721367606979853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2012/02/balance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8628721367606979853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8628721367606979853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2012/02/balance.html' title='Balance'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgeHzf05cN4/TzaY3nXTxZI/AAAAAAAABX0/elmW7rodg0s/s72-c/%2336+w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-828693888837125991</id><published>2012-02-04T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T20:01:01.856-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter Wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><title type='text'>Winter Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On my way home from work this morning I noticed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the magical scenery around me.&amp;nbsp; I hoped it would stay that way until I got home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I got home baby was sleeping with dadda on the couch, so I escaped outside with my macro lens.&amp;nbsp; The hoar frost reminded me of little feathers...lovely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-56Qpbv2AMqM/Ty3g8YWNQJI/AAAAAAAABXU/OR4F2Cuecqg/s1600/2187(b)w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-56Qpbv2AMqM/Ty3g8YWNQJI/AAAAAAAABXU/OR4F2Cuecqg/s400/2187(b)w.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4NdRszCOTEg/Ty3hLopW79I/AAAAAAAABXc/WK5mIwIhDqQ/s1600/2192(b)w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4NdRszCOTEg/Ty3hLopW79I/AAAAAAAABXc/WK5mIwIhDqQ/s400/2192(b)w.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rfIJRjMYPLc/Ty3hQVMcjuI/AAAAAAAABXk/aUTJNJAr5-s/s1600/2225(b)w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rfIJRjMYPLc/Ty3hQVMcjuI/AAAAAAAABXk/aUTJNJAr5-s/s400/2225(b)w.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/828693888837125991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/828693888837125991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2012/02/winter-escape.html' title='Winter Escape'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-56Qpbv2AMqM/Ty3g8YWNQJI/AAAAAAAABXU/OR4F2Cuecqg/s72-c/2187(b)w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-8767058635728831050</id><published>2012-01-11T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T19:50:46.634-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><title type='text'>How I dream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/268245721524734997/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/268245721524734997_nzwcUU77_c.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://suziebeezie.tumblr.com/post/1189703520" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;suziebeezie.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/vise/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Krista&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I dream of a craft room like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clean and organized.&amp;nbsp; A spot that belongs to just crafting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A spot where I can just jump right in even if I only have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ten minutes to spare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will create space just for crafting very soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only thing I would add is an easel, so I could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;paint standing up if I wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dream. Dream. Dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make true.&amp;nbsp; Make true.&amp;nbsp; Make true!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-8767058635728831050?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8767058635728831050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-i-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8767058635728831050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8767058635728831050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-i-dream.html' title='How I dream...'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-834981539128332544</id><published>2012-01-02T12:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T12:51:45.629-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dear daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Dear Daughter Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0QhQzA0DNk/TwH6kiExPQI/AAAAAAAABXM/RzfFZDOe51k/s1600/1969%2528b%2529w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0QhQzA0DNk/TwH6kiExPQI/AAAAAAAABXM/RzfFZDOe51k/s320/1969%2528b%2529w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear Daughter-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You reach a place in my heart that I never&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;knew existed, until there was you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You fill my life with such joyful abundance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every night as you fall asleep in my arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I get teary eyed and thank God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thank God for you everyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-834981539128332544?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/834981539128332544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-daughter-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/834981539128332544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/834981539128332544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-daughter-part-3.html' title='Dear Daughter Part 3'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0QhQzA0DNk/TwH6kiExPQI/AAAAAAAABXM/RzfFZDOe51k/s72-c/1969%2528b%2529w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-2691668643193745145</id><published>2011-12-28T08:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T09:54:30.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time of year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1HEocOmpGC0/TvxzbNCZAAI/AAAAAAAABXA/7P767W5JMJs/s1600/2084%2528b%2529w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1HEocOmpGC0/TvxzbNCZAAI/AAAAAAAABXA/7P767W5JMJs/s320/2084%2528b%2529w.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's that time of year where I reflect on the past one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and make goals for the next one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's not because of the New Year but because it's my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I have been so blessed!&amp;nbsp; I have gone through many&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;changes this year, probably more than any other year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;From being pregnant, to giving birth, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to managing on little sleep, to being needed every hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;of every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It has been a transition from pregnancy to motherhood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;from married to married with children,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;from tons of creative time to little creative time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;from doubt in myself to confidence,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;from anticipation to pure joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the morning Matt made eggs, like he has for the past 4 months,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but this time we had mimosa's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We celebrated me, we celebrated Liberty, we celebrated life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I spent the afternoon playing and cuddling with Liberty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Watching her wondrously look at the world puts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;things into perspective.&amp;nbsp; She reminds me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that life really is exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last evening, Matt took me out to Olive Garden for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;some much needed adult time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is amazing what a couple hours of adult conversation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;does for me; it's refreshing and I am blessed with a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;great husband!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, this year I will continue to find a balance within myself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;between work, being a mom, being a wife, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;being creative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I look forward to adventures with Liberty as she begins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to be mobile.&amp;nbsp; I look forward to the continuous journey of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;marriage and parenthood with Matt.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I vow to cook more, spend less time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;on wasteful activities, and have more playdates with friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q7bBz6QuTpc/Tvsn6jNK_uI/AAAAAAAABW0/bPOwzVn3Hv8/s1600/1965%2528b%2529w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Live.&amp;nbsp; Love.&amp;nbsp; Laugh.&amp;nbsp; Embrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-2691668643193745145?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2691668643193745145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-that-time-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2691668643193745145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2691668643193745145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-that-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s that time of year!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1HEocOmpGC0/TvxzbNCZAAI/AAAAAAAABXA/7P767W5JMJs/s72-c/2084%2528b%2529w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3413511686572577948</id><published>2011-12-02T06:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T12:52:41.054-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dear daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Dear Daughter part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--CcGmExQg8s/TtjIrMmU-SI/AAAAAAAABWo/a_uJR5ji0BE/s1600/1646w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--CcGmExQg8s/TtjIrMmU-SI/AAAAAAAABWo/a_uJR5ji0BE/s320/1646w.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Daughter-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May you always be grateful for everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whether it be the things you have,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the abilities you possess,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or the opportunities you've been given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you see the good even in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;difficult situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May your heart overflow with gratefullness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3413511686572577948?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3413511686572577948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/12/dear-daughter-part-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3413511686572577948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3413511686572577948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/12/dear-daughter-part-2.html' title='Dear Daughter part 2'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--CcGmExQg8s/TtjIrMmU-SI/AAAAAAAABWo/a_uJR5ji0BE/s72-c/1646w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-4962569184512719663</id><published>2011-11-22T17:38:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T15:04:12.997-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Grateful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EDjnm_Pv4aA/TtT1gjDLTbI/AAAAAAAABWg/Fk_rFIbvvDc/s1600/1690%2528b%2529w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 286px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680434969534221746" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EDjnm_Pv4aA/TtT1gjDLTbI/AAAAAAAABWg/Fk_rFIbvvDc/s400/1690%2528b%2529w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This time last year, I was grateful to have a break from morning sickness and really enjoy Thanksgiving dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year, I am grateful to have my baby girl in my arms and have a wonderful husband to parent with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-4962569184512719663?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4962569184512719663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/11/grateful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4962569184512719663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4962569184512719663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/11/grateful.html' title='Grateful!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EDjnm_Pv4aA/TtT1gjDLTbI/AAAAAAAABWg/Fk_rFIbvvDc/s72-c/1690%2528b%2529w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-1187940498751147213</id><published>2011-11-11T08:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T19:56:41.396-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Dear daughter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pKoLHD4NUBo/TsMWWwr20-I/AAAAAAAABWU/eNuBvNZ5ORU/s1600/1383%2528b%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675404535698740194" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pKoLHD4NUBo/TsMWWwr20-I/AAAAAAAABWU/eNuBvNZ5ORU/s400/1383%2528b%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear daughter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May you always greet the person in the mirror with a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be gentle with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be proud of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encourage her to follow her dreams and her heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgive her when she makes mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-1187940498751147213?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1187940498751147213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/11/dear-daughter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1187940498751147213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1187940498751147213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/11/dear-daughter.html' title='Dear daughter...'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pKoLHD4NUBo/TsMWWwr20-I/AAAAAAAABWU/eNuBvNZ5ORU/s72-c/1383%2528b%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-5725170706656898984</id><published>2011-11-03T07:31:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T07:43:49.459-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>Curly tails!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This little girl is going to be turning two in a week or so.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You may remember her from her &lt;a href="http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-beauty.html"&gt;18 month&lt;/a&gt; pics and &lt;a href="http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/precious-gift.html"&gt;3 month&lt;/a&gt; pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am really amazed at how much of a difference 6 months makes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't you just love her curly pigtails!&lt;br /&gt;We started the session outside!  She loved playing in the leaves , hugging trees, and jumping around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aq0JkIsahcI/TrKKNBO2SpI/AAAAAAAABVU/buPW_h598Co/s1600/1277w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 286px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670746837086522002" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aq0JkIsahcI/TrKKNBO2SpI/AAAAAAAABVU/buPW_h598Co/s400/1277w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JpcB-i2Msv0/TrKKM6RrIMI/AAAAAAAABVM/JxhEgoBj5c4/s1600/1203w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 286px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670746835219325122" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JpcB-i2Msv0/TrKKM6RrIMI/AAAAAAAABVM/JxhEgoBj5c4/s400/1203w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her and her momma!  So beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 286px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670746838432644530" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQLbeiI_Z54/TrKKNGPyfbI/AAAAAAAABVo/WqGnI1nH6E4/s400/1291w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then we went inside.  Her mom had a vintage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dress for her and then surprised her with the tea set!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 286px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670746852737475026" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LohOr6XntVo/TrKKN7iU4dI/AAAAAAAABVw/CotLbbepi58/s400/1298_3w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-5725170706656898984?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5725170706656898984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/11/curly-tails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/5725170706656898984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/5725170706656898984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/11/curly-tails.html' title='Curly tails!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aq0JkIsahcI/TrKKNBO2SpI/AAAAAAAABVU/buPW_h598Co/s72-c/1277w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-626920558563789221</id><published>2011-10-26T15:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T16:06:08.994-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Good baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sometimes I stop and look at Liberty and think "This is my life.  Wow.  How did I get so lucky."  You know how people will ask "Is she/he a good baby?"  I mean does anyone really say no?  Well, Liberty is a wonderful baby.  I feel so blessed.  She is 4 months and 1 week.  She smiles and squeals and giggles and melts my heart every time.  She makes this really breathy excited sound when she is anticipating something.  Motherhood has been a very enlightening journey so far and we are only 4 months in!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 286px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667907959872382754" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0-wvH2koy0/Tqh0QnfNZyI/AAAAAAAABU0/vZXBEW-M0EE/s400/1154%2528b%2529w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahv5iD7eJIo/Tqh0QSTqivI/AAAAAAAABUo/7NqICsuNnpM/s1600/1152%2528b%2529w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 286px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667907954186816242" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahv5iD7eJIo/Tqh0QSTqivI/AAAAAAAABUo/7NqICsuNnpM/s400/1152%2528b%2529w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrNCHJmnf-Q/Tqh0QJ4judI/AAAAAAAABUc/sIC24puCCJY/s1600/1138%2528b%2529w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 286px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667907951925639634" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wrNCHJmnf-Q/Tqh0QJ4judI/AAAAAAAABUc/sIC24puCCJY/s400/1138%2528b%2529w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-626920558563789221?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/626920558563789221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/10/good-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/626920558563789221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/626920558563789221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/10/good-baby.html' title='Good baby'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t0-wvH2koy0/Tqh0QnfNZyI/AAAAAAAABU0/vZXBEW-M0EE/s72-c/1154%2528b%2529w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-4801291614608807003</id><published>2011-10-22T20:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T21:11:25.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>Lasting Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had the pleasure of meeting up with this family on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This couple has been married for 40 years and they were&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;celebrating by having a family photo with their two daughters, son-in-law&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and two grandchildren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am always inspired by lasting love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just think how many peoples lives have been changed because of their love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It really is amazing if you stop and think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are 4 people in the picture who wouldn't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have been possible without their love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ripples will go on forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you "M" family for letting me be a part of your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;celebration weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666493428046807346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qN24NjWBIlw/TqNtwBzQwTI/AAAAAAAABUQ/abJobZLUcnc/s400/1104w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-4801291614608807003?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4801291614608807003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/10/lasting-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4801291614608807003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4801291614608807003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/10/lasting-love.html' title='Lasting Love'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qN24NjWBIlw/TqNtwBzQwTI/AAAAAAAABUQ/abJobZLUcnc/s72-c/1104w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-4061632487015139170</id><published>2011-10-19T15:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T15:18:24.201-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>My little pumpkin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IH8viLA1hZg/Tp8ul34a31I/AAAAAAAABUE/Ts6SlFxZ-WY/s1600/1070w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 286px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665298084446003026" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IH8viLA1hZg/Tp8ul34a31I/AAAAAAAABUE/Ts6SlFxZ-WY/s400/1070w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pumpkin is one of her nicknames, so I just had to get her picture in this outfit yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is going to be 4 months tomorrow. 4 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The time goes by fast and yet it seems like it was a long time ago that we left the hospital to bring her home.  Funny how that is.  I think it's because life is so much more fulfilling now.  It's like experiencing the beautiful world for the first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-4061632487015139170?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4061632487015139170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-little-pumpkin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4061632487015139170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4061632487015139170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-little-pumpkin.html' title='My little pumpkin!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IH8viLA1hZg/Tp8ul34a31I/AAAAAAAABUE/Ts6SlFxZ-WY/s72-c/1070w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-8746431551834122971</id><published>2011-10-07T07:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:44:39.944-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Love you forever Grandma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ALzJFSdxvIs/To7wHLisCcI/AAAAAAAABT8/6stamXp4vqY/s1600/3735w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660725787799325122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ALzJFSdxvIs/To7wHLisCcI/AAAAAAAABT8/6stamXp4vqY/s400/3735w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grandma passed away last Saturday at the age of 94.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is what I said at her "Celebration of Life" service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although it was sad that grandma got Alzheimer's and that it took much of her motivation away, I was fortunate to spend more time with her. Over the last two and a half years, I spent nearly every Tuesday helping to care for her. I called them " Tuesdays with Grandma." Much of the time we'd share the same conversation week after week and yet they were infused with her humor. And even though she didn't know what day it was, she knew my name and still showed she cared. While I was pregnant she'd remind me to be careful and not lift too much. I will always remember her quirky humor and the way that she effortlessly took care of everyone. I imagine Grandpa is smooching her up in heaven and that she is very happy being with her Karlie again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so blessed to have her for so long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-8746431551834122971?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8746431551834122971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-you-forever-grandma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8746431551834122971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8746431551834122971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-you-forever-grandma.html' title='Love you forever Grandma!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ALzJFSdxvIs/To7wHLisCcI/AAAAAAAABT8/6stamXp4vqY/s72-c/3735w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-2157550970864802532</id><published>2011-09-19T15:25:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T19:53:12.777-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Working Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BuJYbpglI1Q/Tnj60povPlI/AAAAAAAABTs/h88pGivugWs/s1600/0096w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654545114600521298" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BuJYbpglI1Q/Tnj60povPlI/AAAAAAAABTs/h88pGivugWs/s400/0096w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, every mother is a working mother but I am referring to the work away from my baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I returned to work last Wednesday night.  I had anticipated the day for 12 weeks.  Preparing.  Wondering.  And in the last week, crying.  I knew &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; would be fine; my husband, mom and mother-in-law surely could care for her.  I had feelings of sadness because I knew I might not see the first time she met certain milestones.  I knew I would miss her terribly.  I didn't, however, expect it to feel completely unnatural.  I thought to myself "mothers are not meant to be away from their children for such long periods of time."  The toughest part was realizing a whole day went by and i didn't get to play or snuggle.  I survived and took comfort in knowing that she was creating deep bonds with her dad and grandparents.  Now, my time with her is even more special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-2157550970864802532?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2157550970864802532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/09/working-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2157550970864802532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2157550970864802532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/09/working-mother.html' title='Working Mother'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BuJYbpglI1Q/Tnj60povPlI/AAAAAAAABTs/h88pGivugWs/s72-c/0096w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-244223139891716536</id><published>2011-09-13T19:17:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T19:30:30.569-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>Young gentlemen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I first photographed these twin boys when they were twelve, and now they are seniors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time really flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These two are very different and yet they both have huge hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Their momma raised them to be such fine young gentlemen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no doubt that they will be successful at whatever they do!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 286px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652004373593229298" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kTVsJjCrtXo/Tm_0CDz6h_I/AAAAAAAABTU/O7U0Xg-9_8M/s400/0294cw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--60jeQqQ8rE/Tm_zi7fSnbI/AAAAAAAABTM/x9IHtCgiZ8I/s1600/0464w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 286px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652003838783298994" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--60jeQqQ8rE/Tm_zi7fSnbI/AAAAAAAABTM/x9IHtCgiZ8I/s400/0464w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zFJZApr7mFc/Tm_zipgsJkI/AAAAAAAABTE/ZGI1W1WIo1Q/s1600/0421cw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 286px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652003833957328450" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zFJZApr7mFc/Tm_zipgsJkI/AAAAAAAABTE/ZGI1W1WIo1Q/s400/0421cw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SsqmB71PigU/Tm_ziK6XTeI/AAAAAAAABS8/e_QaF4Yg66c/s1600/0262w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 286px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652003825743515106" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SsqmB71PigU/Tm_ziK6XTeI/AAAAAAAABS8/e_QaF4Yg66c/s400/0262w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kjFE7CdvgtY/Tm_zhxuVBaI/AAAAAAAABS0/kZm5cnJrJV4/s1600/0529cw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 286px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652003818982147490" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kjFE7CdvgtY/Tm_zhxuVBaI/AAAAAAAABS0/kZm5cnJrJV4/s400/0529cw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jnk03WDo7cU/Tm_zhdt8ygI/AAAAAAAABSs/B60e4bJRh58/s1600/0405w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 286px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652003813611850242" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jnk03WDo7cU/Tm_zhdt8ygI/AAAAAAAABSs/B60e4bJRh58/s400/0405w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-244223139891716536?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/244223139891716536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/09/young-gentlemen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/244223139891716536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/244223139891716536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/09/young-gentlemen.html' title='Young gentlemen'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kTVsJjCrtXo/Tm_0CDz6h_I/AAAAAAAABTU/O7U0Xg-9_8M/s72-c/0294cw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7901269829985842925</id><published>2011-09-07T14:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T14:36:24.548-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Butterflies bring smiles and tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-czidviqVJ5I/TmfGCvuyesI/AAAAAAAABSk/MKPlLvTqHOw/s1600/9095w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649702008034327234" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-czidviqVJ5I/TmfGCvuyesI/AAAAAAAABSk/MKPlLvTqHOw/s400/9095w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For  a few weeks now, Liberty will look at the ceiling and smile when I am changing her, or so I thought.  I realized yesterday that she is actually looking at the butterflies behind her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I realized it, it made me cry because of &lt;a href="http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/reassuring-touch.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; from last July when I was trying to get pregnant after having a miscarriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The hope that I felt when that butterfly landed on me last summer carried me through and now I have a beautiful reminder everyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7901269829985842925?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7901269829985842925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/09/butterflies-bring-smiles-and-tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7901269829985842925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7901269829985842925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/09/butterflies-bring-smiles-and-tears.html' title='Butterflies bring smiles and tears'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-czidviqVJ5I/TmfGCvuyesI/AAAAAAAABSk/MKPlLvTqHOw/s72-c/9095w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-8396789278568319110</id><published>2011-09-05T15:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T20:46:02.691-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A day in the Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Everyday in a sing-song way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OdA49nNGSa0/TmV7BgsfjXI/AAAAAAAABSc/HQqGDlWA5HE/s1600/0153w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OdA49nNGSa0/TmV7BgsfjXI/AAAAAAAABSc/HQqGDlWA5HE/s400/0153w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649056573492792690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems that since I have become a mother, everyday tasks are no longer boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I am doing laundry, I will say "Okay, here is a t-shirt and we fold it in half and then in half again and we put it in the pile."  "Okay, here are daddy's jeans and they hang right here...oh and here is another pair...boy, daddy has alot of jeans."  " And this shirt hangs right here and that shirt goes there."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in a sing- song voice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she actually enjoys it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe she'll never think laundry is boring!  I will hope for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-8396789278568319110?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8396789278568319110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/09/everyday-in-sing-song-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8396789278568319110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8396789278568319110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/09/everyday-in-sing-song-way.html' title='Everyday in a sing-song way!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OdA49nNGSa0/TmV7BgsfjXI/AAAAAAAABSc/HQqGDlWA5HE/s72-c/0153w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-6304730706921191549</id><published>2011-09-01T21:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T21:20:33.475-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fine art'/><title type='text'>Photo Greeting Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of my greeting cards come as framed photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So you are getting an actual picture printed on photographic paper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Greeting cards measure 5x7 and come with matching envelopes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 271px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647580565236613986" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BaNG86ciLL8/TmA8mhdUA2I/AAAAAAAABSM/t4qa7FyGa0w/s400/6823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 271px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647579660983523138" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cPLljNUkysU/TmA7x42k10I/AAAAAAAABSE/pPGz1girlOM/s400/6825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 271px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647579650313745874" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LNhjz1IK9uA/TmA7xRGs9dI/AAAAAAAABR0/uicEv7BXFbc/s400/6856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-6304730706921191549?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6304730706921191549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/09/photo-greeting-cards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6304730706921191549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6304730706921191549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/09/photo-greeting-cards.html' title='Photo Greeting Cards'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BaNG86ciLL8/TmA8mhdUA2I/AAAAAAAABSM/t4qa7FyGa0w/s72-c/6823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-5743415314602323508</id><published>2011-08-24T14:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:09:32.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Perfect!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This afternoon, Liberty and I laid on our backs in one of my favorite spots in the yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The weather was perfect....warm and breezy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our view was beautiful. All the leaves were glimmering and fluttering! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rPRKG1c7q1Y/TlVYcayoIvI/AAAAAAAABRs/ID3bRRoPHkc/s1600/9524w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644514953230033650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rPRKG1c7q1Y/TlVYcayoIvI/AAAAAAAABRs/ID3bRRoPHkc/s400/9524w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am pretty sure she thought it was magical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was kicking and moving her arms all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mwmp1WxL0Yw/TlVYbw5ezRI/AAAAAAAABRk/9ZJIc56dMYs/s1600/9543w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644514941984492818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mwmp1WxL0Yw/TlVYbw5ezRI/AAAAAAAABRk/9ZJIc56dMYs/s400/9543w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think she barely even knew I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0tSC8qzcK8c/TlVYbLT_yWI/AAAAAAAABRc/5KuEJ9ORVXM/s1600/9561w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644514931895159138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0tSC8qzcK8c/TlVYbLT_yWI/AAAAAAAABRc/5KuEJ9ORVXM/s400/9561w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bk_Xik5yjas/TlVYa9rzBRI/AAAAAAAABRU/kaahy7EFJfQ/s1600/9578w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644514928236889362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bk_Xik5yjas/TlVYa9rzBRI/AAAAAAAABRU/kaahy7EFJfQ/s400/9578w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But I am so glad I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_0kZvrum8c/TlVYavBeGOI/AAAAAAAABRM/gIpJ3pvkK5g/s1600/9602w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644514924301261026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_0kZvrum8c/TlVYavBeGOI/AAAAAAAABRM/gIpJ3pvkK5g/s400/9602w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1152365220084378522-5743415314602323508?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5743415314602323508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/08/perfect.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/5743415314602323508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/5743415314602323508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/08/perfect.html' title='Perfect!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rPRKG1c7q1Y/TlVYcayoIvI/AAAAAAAABRs/ID3bRRoPHkc/s72-c/9524w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-6405049679738982315</id><published>2011-08-22T21:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T21:16:36.560-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Through your eyes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4dsxxMYQUg/TlMLS7T9NDI/AAAAAAAABQ8/NUV8OeGUaKk/s1600/9417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643867177812309042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4dsxxMYQUg/TlMLS7T9NDI/AAAAAAAABQ8/NUV8OeGUaKk/s400/9417.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through your eyes the whole world is new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shadows and light. Colors and shapes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An array of sounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is so fun to see the world through your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and rediscover how beautiful the simple things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in life are.&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-6405049679738982315?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6405049679738982315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/08/through-your-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6405049679738982315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6405049679738982315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/08/through-your-eyes.html' title='Through your eyes...'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4dsxxMYQUg/TlMLS7T9NDI/AAAAAAAABQ8/NUV8OeGUaKk/s72-c/9417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3156651256384521250</id><published>2011-07-26T08:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T08:22:57.071-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Sweet Liberty 5 weeks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My sweet girl is 5 weeks already.  It really is amazing how much she has changed since she was born.  She has started making more sounds....oooh's and ahh's.  It is so fun!  I put her in her crib and on the wall there are bright colored circles and she'll just look at them and talk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; She loves to be on her changing table. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; She loves to be held up over the shoulder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She loves listening to baby bach in her bouncy seat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She is very curious, always looking around with eyebrows raised!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 286px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633646246374528802" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OVb41063x_k/Ti67aald1yI/AAAAAAAABQc/j5ZrIGDJkpU/s400/8962w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OVb41063x_k/Ti67aald1yI/AAAAAAAABQc/j5ZrIGDJkpU/s1600/8962w.jpg"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 286px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633646244699752226" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQG8HZsCjXM/Ti67aUWKxyI/AAAAAAAABQU/U9oMuHhkFIM/s400/8942w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 286px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633646232698317778" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-heVpFoKpJGM/Ti67Znoza9I/AAAAAAAABQE/ojiv_4hOjlo/s400/8924w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First smile to be caught on camera!  Just completely melts my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633649232269339010" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oEuQtHGzoao/Ti6-IN6Q6YI/AAAAAAAABQs/J3HLx33qQCI/s400/8888w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3156651256384521250?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3156651256384521250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/07/sweet-liberty-5-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3156651256384521250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3156651256384521250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/07/sweet-liberty-5-weeks.html' title='Sweet Liberty 5 weeks!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OVb41063x_k/Ti67aald1yI/AAAAAAAABQc/j5ZrIGDJkpU/s72-c/8962w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-2115665582553250190</id><published>2011-07-01T16:57:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T11:17:00.376-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>My precious girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PGP1UHpsbiA/Tg5FGGvX49I/AAAAAAAABPk/bNjPZSFLRuE/s1600/2513w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624508916728594226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7aaTGShieQU/Tg5FD1Gf_zI/AAAAAAAABPE/CzF26Rg1y4s/s400/2451w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624508955823170514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PGP1UHpsbiA/Tg5FGGvX49I/AAAAAAAABPk/bNjPZSFLRuE/s400/2513w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624508930048748594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7rEW_0YxiEc/Tg5FEmuRbDI/AAAAAAAABPM/kEDix81NLBs/s400/2477w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624508942772067986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7EUWFHziHx0/Tg5FFWHv3pI/AAAAAAAABPc/llBGQDVR8Ts/s400/2507w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624508934807887458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5dnZUmOeuOU/Tg5FE4c8HmI/AAAAAAAABPU/QfBPKK_WU84/s400/2502w.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A story unfolds itself according to God's plan. My plan and God's plan were different when it came to the birth of June bug, which to our delight was a girl we proudly named Liberty. The one thing that God and I both planned for was a healthy baby. When she arrived I was so relieved and happy that she was beautiful and healthy and at that moment that is all that mattered! She arrived safely!!! She's a girl!!! I am so lucky to be her momma! I am so blessed to have the wonderful support of my husband! My life has been forever changed for the better. She is 3 weeks now and has grown so much already. It truly is amazing to watch her change before my eyes. I am so in love! We are blessed!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-2115665582553250190?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2115665582553250190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-precious-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2115665582553250190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2115665582553250190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-precious-girl.html' title='My precious girl!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7aaTGShieQU/Tg5FD1Gf_zI/AAAAAAAABPE/CzF26Rg1y4s/s72-c/2451w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7737659773031666276</id><published>2011-06-06T23:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T08:53:43.107-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Hold on tight, we're almost there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;39 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CkBmw9AXD1k/Te2ipcCIxqI/AAAAAAAABO8/RFxeIAQ4Amw/s1600/8573w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615323143184369314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CkBmw9AXD1k/Te2ipcCIxqI/AAAAAAAABO8/RFxeIAQ4Amw/s400/8573w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little june bug-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are almost there! It could be any day now that you arrive. I will do my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;best to wait patiently. I get so excited sometimes. I just cannot wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to hold you and kiss you and see what you look like and see if &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are a boy or a girl and smell you and snuggle you and tell you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sweet things! Daddy and I started watching a documentary tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about baby development in the first year of life...so interesting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are ever amazed by this journey and it has barely even started!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hold on tight, your going to be on the outside soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7737659773031666276?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7737659773031666276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/06/hold-on-tight-were-almost-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7737659773031666276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7737659773031666276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/06/hold-on-tight-were-almost-there.html' title='Hold on tight, we&apos;re almost there!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CkBmw9AXD1k/Te2ipcCIxqI/AAAAAAAABO8/RFxeIAQ4Amw/s72-c/8573w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-2005876101837140194</id><published>2011-05-18T22:57:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T23:18:57.280-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>Little Beauty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so fortunate to be able to capture the spirit of children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From their playfulness, to their seriousness, to their tender little hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A childs beauty never ceases!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cPYspD20_SU/TdSVrYhu1EI/AAAAAAAABOY/-EvmNc6VgLk/s1600/8516w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608272008533955650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cPYspD20_SU/TdSVrYhu1EI/AAAAAAAABOY/-EvmNc6VgLk/s400/8516w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CzqY0J29BZk/TdSVrG399iI/AAAAAAAABOQ/J-Gkhd7W42Y/s1600/8474_3w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608272003795383842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CzqY0J29BZk/TdSVrG399iI/AAAAAAAABOQ/J-Gkhd7W42Y/s400/8474_3w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608272002723962994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ljDWZ-Yt1A/TdSVrC4hYHI/AAAAAAAABOI/YxJmcjLikgc/s400/8479_3w.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608273520786046626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wva3JNCBC08/TdSXDaGufqI/AAAAAAAABOw/mLfkFbbKo4Q/s400/8506w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608273042388973906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KNvQBHyjWAE/TdSWnj7-eVI/AAAAAAAABOg/-Shqg7xHxr8/s400/8496w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-2005876101837140194?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2005876101837140194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-beauty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2005876101837140194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2005876101837140194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-beauty.html' title='Little Beauty!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cPYspD20_SU/TdSVrYhu1EI/AAAAAAAABOY/-EvmNc6VgLk/s72-c/8516w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3079111378617058262</id><published>2011-05-17T21:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T09:55:11.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>A few short weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;36 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UaF0J4gajWE/TdMqFFjVM1I/AAAAAAAABNw/bCN4teIKd9E/s1600/8466w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607872227884479314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UaF0J4gajWE/TdMqFFjVM1I/AAAAAAAABNw/bCN4teIKd9E/s400/8466w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear little June bug-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are almost there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We finally got your room painted and daddy started putting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;together your crib that we got from auntie Heather. We also put together your stroller and practiced folding and unfolding it. Daddy was being so funny (you'll realize he is like that a lot!)You continue to move and shake and amaze us every day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I find myself being so excited I could almost burst at times! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and daddy got maternity pictures done around the land here last week...yay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pictures of the two of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are our little (BIG) blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a few short weeks and you will be in our arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3079111378617058262?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3079111378617058262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/few-short-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3079111378617058262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3079111378617058262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/few-short-weeks.html' title='A few short weeks...'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UaF0J4gajWE/TdMqFFjVM1I/AAAAAAAABNw/bCN4teIKd9E/s72-c/8466w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7611798979581896294</id><published>2011-05-09T10:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T12:13:00.811-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Nearing motherhood...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope to be as good of a mom as my mother has been to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope my child knows that they can come to me with anything and that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be there for them no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope that I can teach values through simple lessons and modeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope that I am generous and patient with them always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope to give them the freedom to play without constraint so they can discover their dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I hope that my arms and shoulders are as comfortable as my moms too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Mom!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7611798979581896294?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7611798979581896294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/nearing-motherhood.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7611798979581896294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7611798979581896294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/nearing-motherhood.html' title='Nearing motherhood...'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-1979780255200268297</id><published>2011-05-08T16:41:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T17:02:44.750-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>Cuties in Spring!</title><content type='html'>This little boy turned 3 at the end of March and we have been waiting for a nice day to get pictures outside. The day he turned 3, his little sister turne 6 months! SO, finally last Wednesday they came for picture. I just love these two...they happen to belong to my dear friend Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is such a big boy now...we were playing between trees!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604467026926002914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-26FaEPgRfuE/TccRETdQYuI/AAAAAAAABNo/blAQdNidu0M/s400/8396w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just look at those eyes and those cheeks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604465282192633810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gqVLZGaT-U8/TccPev0Z79I/AAAAAAAABNQ/6_uqIW1jjlo/s400/8451_w.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604465277989933506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7nqcNASDhnQ/TccPegKZ0cI/AAAAAAAABNI/DWjuF0Q8W6g/s400/8381w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emily bought this bench at a garage sale last year...score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604465273286484482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7xRE-AKXDo/TccPeOpA4gI/AAAAAAAABM4/-MxbE7wkfp0/s400/8357w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604465277518152562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4d7bArlLw1M/TccPeeZ7A3I/AAAAAAAABNA/vRjFgp99zvo/s400/8377_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It looks like he is telling her a secret! I edited this one a little&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;different; I like the old time feel!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604465282975579010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KuzQ9jWiQvQ/TccPeyvEu4I/AAAAAAAABNY/nIr_y0ZCQzU/s400/8358_2w.jpg" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-1979780255200268297?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1979780255200268297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/cuties-in-spring.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1979780255200268297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1979780255200268297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/cuties-in-spring.html' title='Cuties in Spring!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-26FaEPgRfuE/TccRETdQYuI/AAAAAAAABNo/blAQdNidu0M/s72-c/8396w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3942284888808328227</id><published>2011-05-05T23:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T23:45:57.623-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Soon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cp1OFDI4hX4/TcN7yrQWjxI/AAAAAAAABMw/RAB-Hjfaoq8/s1600/00945w_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603458471914016530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cp1OFDI4hX4/TcN7yrQWjxI/AAAAAAAABMw/RAB-Hjfaoq8/s400/00945w_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our bodies will separate and you will rely on me to listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to your cues for what you need. Baby, I will do my best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to give you what you need and be attentive to your cues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will hold you and love you and give you all that I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3942284888808328227?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3942284888808328227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/soon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3942284888808328227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3942284888808328227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/soon.html' title='Soon...'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cp1OFDI4hX4/TcN7yrQWjxI/AAAAAAAABMw/RAB-Hjfaoq8/s72-c/00945w_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7857405865702446791</id><published>2011-04-28T20:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T20:46:44.404-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GZSSlIfHqjY/TboYJeHLX0I/AAAAAAAABMo/Djox9mbWSdE/s1600/%252327w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600815637569691458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GZSSlIfHqjY/TboYJeHLX0I/AAAAAAAABMo/Djox9mbWSdE/s400/%252327w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Share love. Spread love. Be love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7857405865702446791?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7857405865702446791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7857405865702446791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7857405865702446791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-is.html' title='Love is...'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GZSSlIfHqjY/TboYJeHLX0I/AAAAAAAABMo/Djox9mbWSdE/s72-c/%252327w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-6064905925035011064</id><published>2011-04-26T22:05:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T23:24:51.030-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Crafting for little June Bug!</title><content type='html'>Well, I must say that I love crafting and having a baby on the way has me exploring new crafts. I search for cute baby items and bookmark them. I am not someone who takes a tutorial or recipe or much of anything and follows it exactly. I am always making tweeks; sometimes it turns out and sometimes my way might be the long way. It is just the way my brain works I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a baby soft block, tutorial found &lt;a href="http://zaaberry.blogspot.com/2011/02/baby-soft-block-with-ribbon-tutorial.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. If you didn't know already, I am in love with &lt;a href="http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/owls.html"&gt;owls&lt;/a&gt;. I found this material at &lt;a href="http://www.srharrisfabric.com/"&gt;SR Harris Fabric Outlet&lt;/a&gt;, where all regular priced fabric is 50% off....love that! This block is so soft and squishy and is about 5 inches tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.srharrisfabric.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600094987179171826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-F-dABKz7Q/TbeIuGNCn_I/AAAAAAAABMg/lzMx0BSnOC0/s400/8354w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then I found a cute tutorial for a &lt;a href="http://felting.craftgossip.com/2011/04/02/free-stuffed-owl-tutorial/"&gt;stuffed owl&lt;/a&gt;, and I just had to try it. As I said before I don't really follow the directions, so you can see how different mine looks...kinda cute but I think hers is cuter. I think littl June Bug will like it anyhow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYdDHHGZuzo/TbeItkXR_MI/AAAAAAAABMY/8MU5aWbysjQ/s1600/8351w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600094978095316162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CYdDHHGZuzo/TbeItkXR_MI/AAAAAAAABMY/8MU5aWbysjQ/s400/8351w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have also been wanting to decorate some wooden blocks. I ordered some 2 inch pine cubes from &lt;a href="http://www.craftparts.com/blocks-squares-wooden-blocks-cubes-wooden-c-209_212.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, that I plan to make ABC blocks with. But in the meantime I had some cedar blocks that I decided to practice with. I crafted one block with two sides using different pretty paper, two sides with kitty stickers and two sides just painted green. Last, I applied Mod Podge over the entire block. I am excited to do the ABC blocks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are quite a few tutorials for wooden blocks, I found one &lt;a href="http://www.handmade-adelaide-baby.com/baby-shower-crafts.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/article/baby-wooden-blocks"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghDngIdjwZE/TbeItZ00qtI/AAAAAAAABMQ/WKNwYQF68ao/s1600/kittyblockw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600094975266433746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghDngIdjwZE/TbeItZ00qtI/AAAAAAAABMQ/WKNwYQF68ao/s400/kittyblockw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sewed a receiving blanket when I first bought the owl material a few months ago. Since I didn't have a baby around, I used the sock monkey as a model!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nxAN2hbcBVc/TbeItOGc_oI/AAAAAAAABMI/9NFq8_oDNR0/s1600/00854w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600094972119154306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nxAN2hbcBVc/TbeItOGc_oI/AAAAAAAABMI/9NFq8_oDNR0/s400/00854w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy crafting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-6064905925035011064?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6064905925035011064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/crafting-for-little-june-bug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6064905925035011064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6064905925035011064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/crafting-for-little-june-bug.html' title='Crafting for little June Bug!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-F-dABKz7Q/TbeIuGNCn_I/AAAAAAAABMg/lzMx0BSnOC0/s72-c/8354w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-2397121221847108448</id><published>2011-04-21T10:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T10:44:52.582-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Crafty baby items!</title><content type='html'>I want to make some baby items! I have already made a couple of receiving blankets and a &lt;a href="http://zaaberry.blogspot.com/2011/02/baby-soft-block-with-ribbon-tutorial.html"&gt;baby soft block&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These items are next:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.handmade-adelaide-baby.com/baby-shower-crafts.html"&gt;wooden baby blocks&lt;/a&gt; - so many possibilities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soteitei.blogspot.com/2011/03/tutorial-owl.html"&gt;stuffed owl&lt;/a&gt; - goes along with my owl obsession!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I have some owl material that one of my friends wrapped a gift with, and I will have to come up with a project for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any crafty ideas? Please share!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-2397121221847108448?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2397121221847108448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/crafty-baby-items.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2397121221847108448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2397121221847108448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/crafty-baby-items.html' title='Crafty baby items!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-6004884863397504059</id><published>2011-04-19T10:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:51:02.439-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Preparing for you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;32 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tYbVynBBkGM/Ta2rt51j1eI/AAAAAAAABMA/tq5rh8A6g9M/s1600/8340w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597318716999325154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tYbVynBBkGM/Ta2rt51j1eI/AAAAAAAABMA/tq5rh8A6g9M/s400/8340w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear little June Bug-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyday we talk to you and interact with you. We talk about how excited we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are to meet you, hold you, kiss you, snuggle you, play with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We talk about how our lives are going to change and what we need to do to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;prepare ourselves. We've been taking birthing classes and preparing for your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arrival. It will be the beginning of your life outside of the womb. The bonding that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you and I and daddy have had will only be made stronger! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone has their guesses about whether you are a boy or a girl,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but only God knows for sure. This whole experience is just amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the things I look forward to most is seeing Matt be a daddy. I hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this image of him interacting with you and it just melts my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so excited to show you all the beautiful things in the world and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;also to learn things from you that I do not know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-6004884863397504059?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6004884863397504059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/preparing-for-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6004884863397504059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6004884863397504059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/preparing-for-you.html' title='Preparing for you!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tYbVynBBkGM/Ta2rt51j1eI/AAAAAAAABMA/tq5rh8A6g9M/s72-c/8340w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-6671111783854647216</id><published>2011-04-11T09:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T09:54:37.323-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Showered with love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddpO3kfBifE/TaMUUoh8mbI/AAAAAAAABL4/4--NxntrbPc/s1600/00897w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594337506834028978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddpO3kfBifE/TaMUUoh8mbI/AAAAAAAABL4/4--NxntrbPc/s400/00897w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday, my friends threw me a baby shower. It was so much fun and everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was so generous. We are so blessed and feel so loved!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cannot wait to meet our little june bug! I look forward to seeing the baby in all the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cute outfits and playing and snuggling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just imagine how incredible it is going to be the first time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hold my sweet little june bug and Matt is right next to me adoring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhhhh, just a beautiful feeling! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-6671111783854647216?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6671111783854647216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/showered-with-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6671111783854647216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6671111783854647216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/showered-with-love.html' title='Showered with love!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddpO3kfBifE/TaMUUoh8mbI/AAAAAAAABL4/4--NxntrbPc/s72-c/00897w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7651631561589627689</id><published>2011-04-03T19:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T19:24:49.979-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><title type='text'>First step in achieving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQyM_i2JKEQ/TZkLgdW5aeI/AAAAAAAABLw/BzBUfrgDR74/s1600/Believingw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591513064621566434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQyM_i2JKEQ/TZkLgdW5aeI/AAAAAAAABLw/BzBUfrgDR74/s400/Believingw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On April 2, I celebrated my 10 years of having quit smoking.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember when I had tried to quit before and it was always a struggle. I always thought of it as something I SHOULD do. "I SHOULD quit, it is bad for me." What was different the last time, when I was finally successful, was I WANTED to quit and believed it was possible. I knew I wanted to quit more than I wanted to continue. Oh, how I enjoyed blowing smoke rings and having cigarettes with my friends but I knew quitting was what I really wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember struggling with "what do I do with my hands." So, I started painting. I painted whenever I had free time. I painted just to keep busy and it worked. I also struggled with "how do I drive my car without having a cigarette?" So, I started chewing more gum and eating cinnamon Altoids. That probably lasted a few months and then I was over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't remember when I stopped thinking about smoking but I know I dreamt about it all the time. What I know for sure is that it was a huge thing in my life to accomplish. I know that once I quit, I truly felt I could do anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is great power in believing in yourself and achieving the things you dream of!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7651631561589627689?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7651631561589627689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-step-in-achieving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7651631561589627689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7651631561589627689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-step-in-achieving.html' title='First step in achieving...'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQyM_i2JKEQ/TZkLgdW5aeI/AAAAAAAABLw/BzBUfrgDR74/s72-c/Believingw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-6017054849161810542</id><published>2011-04-01T18:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T18:47:20.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote cards'/><title type='text'>Quote cards 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590764665071728434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J4wEshL4LBU/TZZi13xn9zI/AAAAAAAABLo/fJ50dOXowwg/s400/kindcards1_2w.jpg" /&gt; I made up some more quote cards for you to share or keep for yourself! &lt;a href="http://visualessence.zenfolio.com/kindcards1_2.pdf"&gt;http://visualessence.zenfolio.com/kindcards1_2.pdf&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you want to share them, please link back to this post and not directly to the PDF, thanks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-6017054849161810542?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6017054849161810542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/quote-cards-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6017054849161810542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6017054849161810542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/quote-cards-2.html' title='Quote cards 2'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J4wEshL4LBU/TZZi13xn9zI/AAAAAAAABLo/fJ50dOXowwg/s72-c/kindcards1_2w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-2783976801832458921</id><published>2011-03-29T19:40:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T20:22:37.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Unity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quite a few years ago I had written something down about how to practice unity and I kept it in my planner and looked at it from time to time. It went like this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use the phrase "just like me" to signify your unity with others. Whenever you find yourself making an assessment of another person, whether you are saying something critical or something complimentary, right after you think or say it, add the statement "just like me." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unity refers to living in harmony with other people. It means working for a common cause with those around the globe who know that when one person gains, all gain, and when one fails, all fail. We are crafting unity when we build communities. Unity enhances harmony and solidarity. Unity balances/counters loneliness and individuality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew that when I had written down the practice there were other spiritual practices on the site that I got it from. I could not remember the site, so the other day I googled "to practice unity" and voila the site! If you are interested in more spiritual practices go to &lt;a href="http://www.spiritualityandpractice.com/"&gt;Spirituality and Practice.&lt;/a&gt; On the right hand side you will see a whole list. &lt;a href="http://www.spiritualityandpractice.com/practices/practices.php?id=31"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is where I got the information for this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just really love this site. It is spiritual but not geared toward one religion. As my spiritual journey continues to unfold, I feel that religion (Catholic) has given me a great foundation for connecting and yet is not the only truth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feel free to share your thoughts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live. Love. Laugh. Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-2783976801832458921?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2783976801832458921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/unity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2783976801832458921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2783976801832458921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/unity.html' title='Unity'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-6405036249218309114</id><published>2011-03-28T10:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T10:48:01.959-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>Make something, make mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; LINE-HEIGHT: 0px" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/8797559/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/8797559_O8nmmBe7_c.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 227px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 6px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: #76838b; FONT-SIZE: 10px"&gt;Source: &lt;a style="COLOR: #76838b; FONT-SIZE: 10px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://ffffound.com/image/aa5e2b24f9d06130d66ec59be805983d70cc4574"&gt;ffffound.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a style="COLOR: #76838b; FONT-SIZE: 10px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://pinterest.com/vise/" target="_blank"&gt;Krista&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a style="COLOR: #76838b; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://pinterest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How true it is! I often sit down to write or draw and find myself not wanting to start because I get afraid that the picture will be ugly or I will spell something wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What if someone sees this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can tell you that when I do allow myself to just go with the flow and let my hand do the work without my thinking getting in the way, something magical happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel in tune. I feel creative. I feel a spiritual connection. I feel like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-6405036249218309114?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6405036249218309114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/make-something-make-mistakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6405036249218309114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6405036249218309114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/make-something-make-mistakes.html' title='Make something, make mistakes'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-2665529687276115761</id><published>2011-03-23T21:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T22:25:08.168-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>....a year later!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a year ago that we suffered the loss of a baby with an early miscarriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A year ago, my husband held me tight as we cried and felt our dream slip away and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wondered what the future would hold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, my husband holds me as we feel our baby move inside me.  We hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eachother and talk about the baby's arrival and dream of all the days that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will follow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We feel truly blessed for this journey and all that God has provided us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am 28 weeks pregnant...the start of the last trimester!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587475698290183746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VLGGlfMN5bQ/TYqzizu2zkI/AAAAAAAABLY/3I0DIXm_sf0/s400/8331_28wkw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, Matt and I went to my ultrasound appointment and the tech&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;surprised us by doing a 3d ultrasound.  So, so amazing.  Look at our&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;little june bugs lips, cheeks...nose.  Awww...we are in love!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jyVl9156YNI/TYqzjJbjVHI/AAAAAAAABLg/BCV7RVCPenQ/s1600/28wk3d-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587475704114795634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jyVl9156YNI/TYqzjJbjVHI/AAAAAAAABLg/BCV7RVCPenQ/s400/28wk3d-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; P.S.  I will have to get some pics of Matt and I together with my baby bump real soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1152365220084378522-2665529687276115761?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2665529687276115761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/year-later.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2665529687276115761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2665529687276115761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/year-later.html' title='....a year later!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VLGGlfMN5bQ/TYqzizu2zkI/AAAAAAAABLY/3I0DIXm_sf0/s72-c/8331_28wkw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-2017939046832275292</id><published>2011-03-20T20:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:10:39.944-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Promise yourself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://christianlarson.wwwhubs.com/"&gt;Christian D. Larson&lt;/a&gt; believed that people have tremendous latent powers, which could be harnessed for success with the proper attitude.  Here is one of his works which was originally in his book "Your forces and how to use them."  This writing is the optimist creed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this and wanted to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uSKUx_xYPUI/TYayNCnRHgI/AAAAAAAABLI/_5cKwDJ5NPM/s1600/promiseyourself_5x7w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586348324909293058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uSKUx_xYPUI/TYayNCnRHgI/AAAAAAAABLI/_5cKwDJ5NPM/s400/promiseyourself_5x7w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-2017939046832275292?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2017939046832275292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/promise-yourself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2017939046832275292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2017939046832275292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/promise-yourself.html' title='Promise yourself...'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uSKUx_xYPUI/TYayNCnRHgI/AAAAAAAABLI/_5cKwDJ5NPM/s72-c/promiseyourself_5x7w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-6935955242688779320</id><published>2011-03-14T21:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:33:24.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote cards'/><title type='text'>Quote cards</title><content type='html'>I have always had a thing with words. I am attracted to them. The way they are spoken and arranged. The way that someones words can stick with me for years just the way they said it. I love famous words and uplifting quotes. I have written down and bookmarked quote after quote. Sometimes I search for just the right one. Yes, a little obsessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I thought I'd share some quote cards with you. I keep these in my purse. Sometimes I pick a random one to read. Sometimes I leave one behind for someone to find. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584128160636763042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UBkDuXPqkgc/TX7O-eMCe6I/AAAAAAAABK4/b72OPw9PslU/s400/kindcards2w.jpg" /&gt;Print them out, keep them for yourself or spread them around.  I print mine on bright white cardstock.  &lt;a href="http://visualessence.zenfolio.com/kindcards2.pdf"&gt;http://visualessence.zenfolio.com/kindcards2.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you want to share them, please link back to this post and not directly to the PDF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-6935955242688779320?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6935955242688779320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/quote-cards.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6935955242688779320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6935955242688779320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/quote-cards.html' title='Quote cards'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UBkDuXPqkgc/TX7O-eMCe6I/AAAAAAAABK4/b72OPw9PslU/s72-c/kindcards2w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7361568745966578287</id><published>2011-03-10T14:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T14:21:46.172-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>This body...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;25 weeks here, 26 1/2 weeks now&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v-wwND5X4u0/TXkwoLLSB8I/AAAAAAAABKw/BJYbyEKJHaE/s1600/8301w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582546679855450050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v-wwND5X4u0/TXkwoLLSB8I/AAAAAAAABKw/BJYbyEKJHaE/s400/8301w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This body isn't mine anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; It has been taken over for a greater purpose.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A purpose that I have dreamt about my whole life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, every time I feel you move, I think about what you are up to in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think about the way you will wiggle and giggle when you arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think about how much hair you have and whether you have my curved pinkies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wonder if you are going to have your daddy's beautiful eyes and his generous spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wonder if you'll think we are goofy or geeky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wonder if you'll ever realize how much we loved you before we even met you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gladly share my body with you and hope you stay comfortable because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we got a little ways to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7361568745966578287?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7361568745966578287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-body.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7361568745966578287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7361568745966578287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-body.html' title='This body...'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v-wwND5X4u0/TXkwoLLSB8I/AAAAAAAABKw/BJYbyEKJHaE/s72-c/8301w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-4651529614866305553</id><published>2011-03-08T13:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T13:21:59.220-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinterest'/><title type='text'>Interest Pinterest</title><content type='html'>Well, I recently joined &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;http://pinterest.com/&lt;/a&gt; and let me tell you it is pretty addicting. So many neat, inspiring things all in one place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to share a few things that I've pinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this quote and the way it is artistically expressed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; LINE-HEIGHT: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/7429727/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/7429727_vzztIdc5_c.jpg" width="553" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: #76838b; FONT-SIZE: 10px"&gt;Source: &lt;a style="COLOR: #76838b; FONT-SIZE: 10px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/56692926/be-yourself-print"&gt;etsy.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a style="COLOR: #76838b; FONT-SIZE: 10px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://pinterest.com/vise/" target="_blank"&gt;Krista&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a style="COLOR: #76838b; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://pinterest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little play grocery store brings back memories of childhood and how wonderful it was to be lost in imagination for hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; LINE-HEIGHT: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/7429132/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/7429132_TDFf3p2f_c.jpg" width="470" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: #76838b; FONT-SIZE: 10px"&gt;Source: &lt;a style="COLOR: #76838b; FONT-SIZE: 10px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://friendsofthewestendparkatl.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/diy-kids-grocery-store.jpg%3Fw%3D470%26h%3D626&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://friendsofthewestendparkatl.wordpress.com/tag/designdecorating/page/2/&amp;amp;usg=__yHZbpRRPtoCwy6Z8cDf-wcN_fmM=&amp;amp;h=626&amp;amp;w=470&amp;amp;sz=88&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=82&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=HSNsNRXADAJp1M:&amp;amp;tbnh=140&amp;amp;tbnw=104&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Ddiy%2Bkids%2Brooms%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D608%26tbs%3Disch:10%2C1887&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=992&amp;amp;vpy=165&amp;amp;dur=2596&amp;amp;hovh=259&amp;amp;hovw=194&amp;amp;tx=180&amp;amp;ty=133&amp;amp;ei=gXcOTfLACIP68Ab9qqW6DA&amp;amp;oei=HHcOTb_QHYqr8Aab0fzYDQ&amp;amp;esq=9&amp;amp;page=5&amp;amp;ndsp=20&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:6,s:82&amp;amp;biw=1280&amp;amp;bih=608"&gt;google.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a style="COLOR: #76838b; FONT-SIZE: 10px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://pinterest.com/vise/" target="_blank"&gt;Krista&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a style="COLOR: #76838b; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://pinterest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this tree, with it's long shadow and gnarly branches....just beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; LINE-HEIGHT: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/7430495/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/7430495_3gzhOlxg_c.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: #76838b; FONT-SIZE: 10px"&gt;Source: &lt;a style="COLOR: #76838b; FONT-SIZE: 10px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://yayeveryday.com/#"&gt;yayeveryday.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a style="COLOR: #76838b; FONT-SIZE: 10px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://pinterest.com/vise/" target="_blank"&gt;Krista&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a style="COLOR: #76838b; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://pinterest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am having fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-4651529614866305553?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4651529614866305553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/interest-pinterest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4651529614866305553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4651529614866305553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/interest-pinterest.html' title='Interest Pinterest'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-5473080835678858865</id><published>2011-02-28T18:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T18:47:30.440-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>Dream Big!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cwm5j_-8rg8/TWxBBTNQ8TI/AAAAAAAABKo/ylYtmFZnGCI/s1600/livelife3w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578905528996786482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cwm5j_-8rg8/TWxBBTNQ8TI/AAAAAAAABKo/ylYtmFZnGCI/s400/livelife3w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes the only thing keeping you from your dreams, is you. Give into your dreams. Let them be dreams. Try not talking yourself out them before you even give them a chance. I think we often tell ourselves why they won't work, when we should be sitting back and imagining what it'd be like if they did. What would it feel like if they came true? Go ahead, dream big!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-5473080835678858865?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5473080835678858865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/dream-big.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/5473080835678858865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/5473080835678858865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/dream-big.html' title='Dream Big!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cwm5j_-8rg8/TWxBBTNQ8TI/AAAAAAAABKo/ylYtmFZnGCI/s72-c/livelife3w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-4345003158432482851</id><published>2011-02-27T10:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T10:35:16.148-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>It's a beautiful thing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9sbQIiuISY/TWp7XT00zAI/AAAAAAAABKg/6GO1JXuapDw/s1600/3733w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578406728840825858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9sbQIiuISY/TWp7XT00zAI/AAAAAAAABKg/6GO1JXuapDw/s400/3733w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is a beautiful thing.  The more you feel it, give it, and accept it, the more it grows.  So today, give love and receive love.  The answer to life is LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-4345003158432482851?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4345003158432482851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-beautiful-thing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4345003158432482851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4345003158432482851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-beautiful-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a beautiful thing!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9sbQIiuISY/TWp7XT00zAI/AAAAAAAABKg/6GO1JXuapDw/s72-c/3733w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7239825425388279803</id><published>2011-02-21T19:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T10:50:36.063-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Chi Chi gets a treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is our cat Chi Chi. He gets pretty squeaky sometimes, especially when it's treat time. Every evening, and sometimes in the morning, Matt gives him a treat and this is how it goes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-915b92ba0983dba2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D915b92ba0983dba2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331631258%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49BE615C5F046E95E843092415BCD005131E7893.75BC16D445E7715B11BC0E152D9DA80DFF50A616%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D915b92ba0983dba2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZ0kp4RsUrnz5WxkjEYyBZs9mwss&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D915b92ba0983dba2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331631258%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49BE615C5F046E95E843092415BCD005131E7893.75BC16D445E7715B11BC0E152D9DA80DFF50A616%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D915b92ba0983dba2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZ0kp4RsUrnz5WxkjEYyBZs9mwss&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7239825425388279803?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7239825425388279803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/chi-chi-gets-treat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7239825425388279803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7239825425388279803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/chi-chi-gets-treat.html' title='Chi Chi gets a treat'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7515406874065502740</id><published>2011-02-16T15:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T15:48:31.456-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>Owls</title><content type='html'>I have been so fascinated by owls lately. I have drawn them, bought owl bookends and fabric, browsed online for owl related items etc. I love them!  I think it all started when I was taking a walk through the apple orchard last September and came upon this lovely acorn.  I thought it looked like a pair of owl eyes.  So, I kept it on top of another acorn at my desk.  Yes, I think that is where my love started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 341px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574405571703409026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o0k1ehtQJn4/TVxEVT9XCYI/AAAAAAAABKI/ixJmScx07p4/s400/8284w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, I have started to envision a babies room that doesn't technically have a theme but I would love to have owls be a part of it.  So today, I made a template for a larger owl and a baby owl and cut out 3 owls from paper that I had.  I am not totally sold on the patterns on the paper but I like the basic idea.  I think I will be putting them on a branch and then into a frame.  But this is just the beginning of my idea so we will see how it develops.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cm6i-7N1jkY/TVxEVv1tVqI/AAAAAAAABKQ/4vJcS5z0Rio/s1600/8282w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574405579187508898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cm6i-7N1jkY/TVxEVv1tVqI/AAAAAAAABKQ/4vJcS5z0Rio/s400/8282w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7515406874065502740?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7515406874065502740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/owls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7515406874065502740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7515406874065502740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/owls.html' title='Owls'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o0k1ehtQJn4/TVxEVT9XCYI/AAAAAAAABKI/ixJmScx07p4/s72-c/8284w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-6485080759130813463</id><published>2011-02-15T22:25:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:36:27.740-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Movin' and Shakin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yeUS-QvyYsg/TVtR7R3-cbI/AAAAAAAABKA/nO8G8-hxmmk/s1600/8279w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574139042653434290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yeUS-QvyYsg/TVtR7R3-cbI/AAAAAAAABKA/nO8G8-hxmmk/s400/8279w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am 23 weeks along now and I have really started to feel my little june bug moving. It is the strangest yet most amazing feeling!! There really is a little person in me, growing and developing. Baby will have a unique personality all of it's own. Wow! The whole process is just amazing. Last Friday, Matt and I were sitting on the couch and I felt a strong movement and knew it was likely to be followed by another. I put Matt's hand on my belly and he got to feel the baby move too. The look on his face was pure heaven. Such a sweet moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-6485080759130813463?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6485080759130813463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/movin-and-shakin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6485080759130813463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6485080759130813463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/movin-and-shakin.html' title='Movin&apos; and Shakin&apos;'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yeUS-QvyYsg/TVtR7R3-cbI/AAAAAAAABKA/nO8G8-hxmmk/s72-c/8279w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7908395217373049342</id><published>2011-02-05T20:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T20:26:35.350-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Nature called me</title><content type='html'>Nature called me this morning.  We had a long conversation on my way home from work.  We talked through the fog and nature told me I needed to get out and take pictures.  Nature told me today was the perfect winter day because the temperatures were bearable and God had dusted the trees with a beautiful frost.  I gladly went with natures wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TU4F_Uo-ntI/AAAAAAAABJ4/f-gC7dVmgJs/s1600/8218w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570396374534364882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TU4F_Uo-ntI/AAAAAAAABJ4/f-gC7dVmgJs/s400/8218w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TU4F_OoxAkI/AAAAAAAABJw/C4yTgW7CVTY/s1600/8204w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570396372922860098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TU4F_OoxAkI/AAAAAAAABJw/C4yTgW7CVTY/s400/8204w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TU4F-kcJ21I/AAAAAAAABJo/8hed_l5D6Wk/s1600/8200w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570396361595673426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TU4F-kcJ21I/AAAAAAAABJo/8hed_l5D6Wk/s400/8200w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TU4F-a8SftI/AAAAAAAABJg/pbDt3RJWXTY/s1600/8181w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570396359046102738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TU4F-a8SftI/AAAAAAAABJg/pbDt3RJWXTY/s400/8181w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7908395217373049342?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7908395217373049342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/nature-called-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7908395217373049342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7908395217373049342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/02/nature-called-me.html' title='Nature called me'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TU4F_Uo-ntI/AAAAAAAABJ4/f-gC7dVmgJs/s72-c/8218w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-8117630055872997397</id><published>2011-01-28T23:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T23:26:45.622-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hugs'/><title type='text'>If ever there was a time...</title><content type='html'>If ever there was a time to say "I love you", now is the time.&lt;br /&gt;If ever there was a time to squeeze in an extra hug, now is the time.&lt;br /&gt;If ever there was a time to make peace, now is the time.&lt;br /&gt;If ever there was a time to stop saying "I don't have the time", now is the time.&lt;br /&gt;If ever there was a time to steal another kiss, now is the time.&lt;br /&gt;If ever there was a time to make that phone call, now is the time.&lt;br /&gt;If ever there was a time to follow your heart, now is the time.&lt;br /&gt;If ever there was a time to count your blessings, now is the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not know when our time or anothers time will end.  We have this moment and nothing else is promised.  While we are here, we must remember to be true to our hearts and make time for the important things.  Make time for the important people.  Make time for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many prayers to those suffering this week; especially to some friends who lost their 8 month old daughter, to another friend whose mother is not doing well and to my cousin who continues to battle lung cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love will never be wasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-8117630055872997397?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8117630055872997397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-ever-there-was-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8117630055872997397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8117630055872997397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-ever-there-was-time.html' title='If ever there was a time...'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-4384305118469253841</id><published>2011-01-27T17:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T17:46:01.784-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>The Frog</title><content type='html'>I adore &lt;a href="http://www.crystal-reflections.com/stories/story_73.htm"&gt;this story&lt;/a&gt;.  There is something very powerful in the words we express and the ones we listen to.  Just imagine the world we can create around us and for ourselves if we continue uplifting people and if we refuse to listen to the negative comments people tell us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, spread a little joy and encouragement.  It'll feel great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-4384305118469253841?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4384305118469253841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/frog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4384305118469253841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4384305118469253841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/frog.html' title='The Frog'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-2428501921847341518</id><published>2011-01-19T19:56:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T21:55:40.087-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Loving the journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;18 1/2 weeks here&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TTex9d6f88I/AAAAAAAABJU/PW-cmyxDDVo/s1600/8163w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564111534199665602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TTex9d6f88I/AAAAAAAABJU/PW-cmyxDDVo/s400/8163w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving this journey of being pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;It is so fun to have a growing belly.&lt;br /&gt;It is really sweet to hear Matt talk to the baby.&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying eating salads and ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;I love thinking about what the baby will look like and what their personality will be.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy dreaming about what we will teach baby and what we will learn from baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't all been easy. There has definately been sickness, pain and crazy dreams. But it is so worth the miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited for the rest of the journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&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/1152365220084378522-2428501921847341518?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2428501921847341518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/loving-journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2428501921847341518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2428501921847341518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/loving-journey.html' title='Loving the journey'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TTex9d6f88I/AAAAAAAABJU/PW-cmyxDDVo/s72-c/8163w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3911118474352986450</id><published>2011-01-01T10:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T12:07:57.103-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Sweet dreams 2010, hello 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dear 2010-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was with you that I spent some glorious, memorable last days with my Grandpa and endured the pain of losing someone dear for the first time. I cherish the 29 years I had with Grandpa but do find myself wishing there were more and wishing I would've listened to more stories and asked more questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was with you that I learned I was pregnant and then shortly after what it was like to lose that dream. I hurt often and kept hope always and 6 months later you blessed me with another pregnancy.  I am carrying this blessed baby with me into 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was with you that I organized a fundraising event for Free Arts Minnesota. The people that were brought into my life to make the event successful will never be forgotten and the ripples that were made, I will never fully see.  I truly believe it may only take one person to have an idea but it takes a community to bring it into fruition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was with you that I experienced many precious moments during my Tuesdays with Grandma. From her witty comments to her lovely singing.  I will forever hold in my heart the sweet moments of my aging grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was with you that I came to realize how much the support of my husband means during the trials and celebrations of life.  I now understand how much he is a part of me and the way he gives to me helps me to be who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you, I'd like to say sweet dreams.  I cannot say goodbye because you will be waking in my mind over and over throughout the years.  I will never forget or take for granted all the lessons you taught me my dear 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello 2011-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I welcome you with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to welcoming my first baby this year in June and what a true blessing that will be!&lt;br /&gt;I want to continue to develop my talents and use them in ways to serve others.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to expand my fine art photography business.&lt;br /&gt;I want to find new ways to inspire and spread kindness.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a better listener and communicator.&lt;br /&gt;I want to love more deeply.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to all the opportunity and love of this new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3911118474352986450?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3911118474352986450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/sweet-dreams-2010-hello-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3911118474352986450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3911118474352986450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2011/01/sweet-dreams-2010-hello-2011.html' title='Sweet dreams 2010, hello 2011'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-8915056246602210894</id><published>2010-12-31T10:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T11:08:42.350-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maternity'/><title type='text'>What a trip!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday around 3pm I started having some severe pain in my upper abdomen and in my back.  I went to the ER with my hubby and my mom.  They did a bunch of lab work, an Ultrasound, gave me some Dilaudid for the pain and we were out in 5 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the good news is that baby is doing wonderful!  Growing like a champ!  I am 16 1/2 weeks pregnant and wasn't due to have an ultrasound until 20weeks.  This was a huge blessing to see that all is well with baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for mama, they think I am just a little constipated.   Who knew it would cause that much pain!  I guess since there is a baby making cozy in my belly the other organs get a little scrunched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest blessing: little june bugs first picture =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TR4MJESiRFI/AAAAAAAABJE/hshmgAp_ZUU/s1600/Baby%2BUS%2B1w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556892340131611730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TR4MJESiRFI/AAAAAAAABJE/hshmgAp_ZUU/s400/Baby%2BUS%2B1w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby, you are my miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-8915056246602210894?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8915056246602210894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8915056246602210894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8915056246602210894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-trip.html' title='What a trip!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TR4MJESiRFI/AAAAAAAABJE/hshmgAp_ZUU/s72-c/Baby%2BUS%2B1w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-830075503520743626</id><published>2010-12-10T09:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T10:36:40.467-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>And the story grows...</title><content type='html'>Matt and I have been together nearly nine years and married for two. We've always known that we wanted to have a family, actually a big family. In June 2011, we will be welcoming our first baby. Ah, a sweet little June Bug. After going through a miscarriage in March to the ups and downs of trying to get pregnant again to hearing the baby's heartbeat for the first time, we feel truly blessed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-830075503520743626?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/830075503520743626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-story-grows.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/830075503520743626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/830075503520743626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-story-grows.html' title='And the story grows...'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3510222829986152996</id><published>2010-11-24T11:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T11:37:25.784-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>So very Thankful!</title><content type='html'>I am thankful for my husband and his generosity, patience and affection.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my family who are always supportive and loving.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my friends who are caring and empathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for strangers who smile and open doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful when my grandma sings.  I am thankful for a warm place to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my health.  I am thankful for the everyday miracles that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3510222829986152996?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3510222829986152996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-very-thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3510222829986152996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3510222829986152996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-very-thankful.html' title='So very Thankful!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3939885156702222558</id><published>2010-11-11T19:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T19:07:42.027-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Amazing talent of Pilobolus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RPERVDVHAr4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RPERVDVHAr4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This dance group is so amazing!  Their talent is completely refreshing...LOVE it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3939885156702222558?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3939885156702222558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/amazing-talent-of-pilobolus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3939885156702222558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3939885156702222558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/11/amazing-talent-of-pilobolus.html' title='Amazing talent of Pilobolus'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-2225145599541442467</id><published>2010-10-19T09:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T09:08:33.998-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>Claira and her brother</title><content type='html'>Meet baby Claira, just 2 weeks old.  So precious!&lt;br /&gt;I think her big brother totally adores her even if he pretends not to sometimes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529757876941730130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TL2lfb0HsVI/AAAAAAAABIY/9tQy9c2pqIM/s400/7435w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529757876441672754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TL2lfZ85bDI/AAAAAAAABIg/-IW_w0tTUFw/s400/7404_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529757884713848722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TL2lf4xIz5I/AAAAAAAABIo/bUZpiyysH6k/s400/7400_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TL2lgVIWQ0I/AAAAAAAABI4/xxKKtJc3Ml0/s1600/7469w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529757892327392066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TL2lgVIWQ0I/AAAAAAAABI4/xxKKtJc3Ml0/s400/7469w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TL2lgJtyUqI/AAAAAAAABIw/OMB7GN6VIRA/s1600/7438_2w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529757889263194786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TL2lgJtyUqI/AAAAAAAABIw/OMB7GN6VIRA/s400/7438_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-2225145599541442467?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2225145599541442467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/claira-and-her-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2225145599541442467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2225145599541442467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/claira-and-her-brother.html' title='Claira and her brother'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TL2lfb0HsVI/AAAAAAAABIY/9tQy9c2pqIM/s72-c/7435w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7548067653971280136</id><published>2010-10-18T17:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T17:58:09.209-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>The joy in everyday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TLzQh9WKBHI/AAAAAAAABIQ/qRyd5jXuOTI/s1600/6891w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529523724325880946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TLzQh9WKBHI/AAAAAAAABIQ/qRyd5jXuOTI/s400/6891w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Find the joy in everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7548067653971280136?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7548067653971280136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/joy-in-everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7548067653971280136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7548067653971280136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/joy-in-everyday.html' title='The joy in everyday!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TLzQh9WKBHI/AAAAAAAABIQ/qRyd5jXuOTI/s72-c/6891w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-1786691790170539674</id><published>2010-10-15T09:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T09:55:04.035-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greatness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>On the verge</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like you are on the verge of greatness?  Do you ever feel like in the next moment you are going to have the BEST idea ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that I feel this way very often.  It often comes to me when I am driving.  I feel wonderful feelings and happiness.  I feel like my ideas could really help someone or change something.  I feel that my ideas could be the answer to what people are searching for.  It really is a strange thing to think, because honestly I am just an average person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I never actually get to that point where I think "this IS it."  But I feel like I am constantly or should I say quite frequently, "on the verge" of an idea that could potentially change the world.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know if I ever get to THE idea.  And please let me know in the comments if you ever feel that way or if you think I'm crazy or if you just want to say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a fantastic day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-1786691790170539674?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1786691790170539674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-verge.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1786691790170539674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1786691790170539674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-verge.html' title='On the verge'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-4521995742389773620</id><published>2010-10-11T09:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T09:31:22.203-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>To dream, is to live</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TLMeznNY-WI/AAAAAAAABII/gvEdTfpDH94/s1600/6897_10x20w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526795039761037666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TLMeznNY-WI/AAAAAAAABII/gvEdTfpDH94/s400/6897_10x20w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your dreams alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-4521995742389773620?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4521995742389773620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-dream-is-to-live.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4521995742389773620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4521995742389773620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-dream-is-to-live.html' title='To dream, is to live'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TLMeznNY-WI/AAAAAAAABII/gvEdTfpDH94/s72-c/6897_10x20w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3563525049623715255</id><published>2010-10-08T10:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T10:41:31.624-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>All in the family</title><content type='html'>These families came last Saturday, which happened to be a beautiful autumn day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525699597988910370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK86ggml1SI/AAAAAAAABH4/_syRIEaDzMY/s400/7047w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525694324795806674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK81tkbYk9I/AAAAAAAABHw/6wyCjUeRB8g/s400/7277w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525694317618017730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK81tJsENcI/AAAAAAAABHo/MW59DL0BCjk/s400/7266w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525694309031996002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK81sps_6mI/AAAAAAAABHg/Yb276nn1dPA/s400/7222w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK86g7QyW2I/AAAAAAAABIA/KIoWNmLNr4E/s1600/7064w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525699605145213794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK86g7QyW2I/AAAAAAAABIA/KIoWNmLNr4E/s400/7064w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK81PnYFuVI/AAAAAAAABHY/mrpSrTRDDPw/s1600/7212w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525693810191219026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK81PnYFuVI/AAAAAAAABHY/mrpSrTRDDPw/s400/7212w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525693804747460514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK81PTGMj6I/AAAAAAAABHQ/iG7fntXXDVk/s400/7205w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525693794249044674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK81Or_LcsI/AAAAAAAABHA/JG_0V2zIx-w/s400/7087w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3563525049623715255?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3563525049623715255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-in-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3563525049623715255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3563525049623715255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-in-family.html' title='All in the family'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK86ggml1SI/AAAAAAAABH4/_syRIEaDzMY/s72-c/7047w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-5199198528809762212</id><published>2010-10-07T19:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T20:03:02.906-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK5q8a6XmWI/AAAAAAAABGw/3KrvBPsWf8s/s1600/6890_2w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525471379079010658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK5q8a6XmWI/AAAAAAAABGw/3KrvBPsWf8s/s400/6890_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As that Byrds song goes, to everything there is a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that everything has a purpose.  I believe that out of every bad situation,  at least one good thing comes out of it.  I believe that faith and hope do carry you through.  I believe that talking about how it should be and how it really is when you are going through it are two different things.  I believe that envisioning your dreams and believing in them will help them to come true.  I believe that honesty with yourself and others helps to build bridges of understanding.  I believe that we are all connected; every living and non-living thing.  I believe the world is mostly beautiful.  I believe in the power of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-5199198528809762212?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5199198528809762212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/believe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/5199198528809762212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/5199198528809762212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/believe.html' title='Believe'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TK5q8a6XmWI/AAAAAAAABGw/3KrvBPsWf8s/s72-c/6890_2w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-9110926418559494264</id><published>2010-10-01T20:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T21:04:41.692-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><title type='text'>Awakening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TKaQo5rAE-I/AAAAAAAABGo/OmDDahWAQok/s1600/7007w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523261025366840290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TKaQo5rAE-I/AAAAAAAABGo/OmDDahWAQok/s400/7007w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lately, I've been feeling chaotic in my head.  I've felt on edge and emotional.  I've been short with people and just not feeling myself.  I have felt disgusted, like I am being someone that isn't me.  I've tried to figure it out but keep running circles.  Then last night when I was at work, taking care of brave, young, courageous patients...I thought...."dang, I've been having a "poor me" kind of attitude.  Immediately when I pinpointed it, I started to make sense of many things.  I feel that something is awakening in me.  I am going through a change.  Change can often be uncomfortable.  For now, I am living with the questions themselves.  What's next?  Who am I?  Where am I going?  What do I really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-9110926418559494264?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9110926418559494264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/awakening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/9110926418559494264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/9110926418559494264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/10/awakening.html' title='Awakening'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TKaQo5rAE-I/AAAAAAAABGo/OmDDahWAQok/s72-c/7007w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-4137798559114080015</id><published>2010-09-20T11:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T11:57:52.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='possibility'/><title type='text'>Inching my way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TJePnGILexI/AAAAAAAABGg/J2cC9IgOzEo/s1600/6627_10x20w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519037770188421906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TJePnGILexI/AAAAAAAABGg/J2cC9IgOzEo/s400/6627_10x20w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't get to where I want to be if I pretend to have it all together.&lt;br /&gt;I will not achieve my full potential if I don't admit my fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had a great conversation with my mom about some of my fears and anxieties with being a nurse.  These are things that I have dealt with for all 7 years that I have been a nurse.  Things that I was afraid to admit to myself.  Things that I was afraid to admit outloud for fear that I would look stupid.  Through her active listening, I found that alot of my fears stem from a lack of confidence in myself.  I think this is where much of my fear comes from.  It is the thing that keeps me from flourishing.  I felt a huge release when I finally got down to it and admitted outloud what was going on inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a new day.  I will inch my way towards my dreams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-4137798559114080015?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4137798559114080015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/inching-my-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4137798559114080015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4137798559114080015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/inching-my-way.html' title='Inching my way!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TJePnGILexI/AAAAAAAABGg/J2cC9IgOzEo/s72-c/6627_10x20w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-4607604371451621869</id><published>2010-09-11T20:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:03:32.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wabi-Sabi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Wabi-Sabi</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday I went to the library. I was browsing through some books and saw a spine that read Wabi-Sabi. I picked it up; it was a brown book with a faded tattered leaf in the background. The title was "Wabi-Sabi: for Artists, Designers, Poets and Philosophers."&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of myself as all of those things at one point or another, I knew I needed to bring this book home with me. I read this intriguing book in three days.  The term Wabi-Sabi is a Japanese word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It celebrates cracks and crevices and all the other marks that time, weather and loving use leave behind." Robyn Griggs Lawrence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While this is a new word for me, I feel that I have had an appreciation for the natural process of aging and weathering for quite some time. I find beauty in the imperfect, the wear and tear, the rust, the aging person and things that are often overlooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516597233896186130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TI7j9L9I4RI/AAAAAAAABGY/jVp-gYSAnf8/s400/0876w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516597224272798274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TI7j8oGvokI/AAAAAAAABGQ/0dj9UaMveCc/s400/6601w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516597219241127218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TI7j8VXGbTI/AAAAAAAABGI/D9teWlcSKqw/s400/4520w_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516597217171689650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TI7j8NptULI/AAAAAAAABGA/a6yQkJGnuDo/s400/6455w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516597206276217186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TI7j7lEBmWI/AAAAAAAABF4/rTU5czecykA/s400/4356w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-4607604371451621869?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4607604371451621869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/wabi-sabi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4607604371451621869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4607604371451621869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/wabi-sabi.html' title='Wabi-Sabi'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TI7j9L9I4RI/AAAAAAAABGY/jVp-gYSAnf8/s72-c/0876w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-8564558940442271831</id><published>2010-09-08T12:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T13:00:08.447-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>For the love of sports!</title><content type='html'>Drew and his family came last Saturday for some Senior pictures and for an updated family picture.  Drew loves sports.  He plays football, basketball and baseball and enjoys watching sports too!  He got to watch the Yankees in New York...how cool!!&lt;br /&gt;The majority of his pictures were taken in jerseys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514601880273060738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TIfNMUdgg4I/AAAAAAAABFo/_FIwHcDjka0/s400/6569cw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514601876907973730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TIfNMH7NXGI/AAAAAAAABFg/JW7ACMBJ32U/s400/6523cw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514601874425178306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TIfNL-rQ6MI/AAAAAAAABFY/1PuQu3o8jks/s400/6502cw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always that required picture for Mom though and he wore the dress shirt well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514601863142107154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TIfNLUpK6BI/AAAAAAAABFQ/OYDM8FPqIBs/s400/6476cw.jpg" /&gt;And the whole family in their home team apparel...love it!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514601886871226338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TIfNMtCoh-I/AAAAAAAABFw/55AOKdDs3yc/s400/6470cw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-8564558940442271831?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8564558940442271831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-love-of-sports.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8564558940442271831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8564558940442271831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-love-of-sports.html' title='For the love of sports!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TIfNMUdgg4I/AAAAAAAABFo/_FIwHcDjka0/s72-c/6569cw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3268929718087167130</id><published>2010-09-03T09:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T09:52:00.753-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Be U</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TIEGj4H2gUI/AAAAAAAABFI/MWbUPTbOVhg/s1600/3737_2w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512694632308703554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TIEGj4H2gUI/AAAAAAAABFI/MWbUPTbOVhg/s400/3737_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember before I met my wonderful husband, I felt like I had to be somebody different for a guy to love me.  I felt like I just wasn't that interesting, beautiful, smart or worthy.  I tried to be things that just weren't me.   I absolutely fell for every guy that I ever dated, and I always got dumped and was heart broken every time...except for the last time.  See, I took some educational classes that focused on transformation.  I learned how to be okay with me.  I didn't need a guy to make me happy.  I felt worthy just being me.  So when that last guy dumped me, I shrugged my shoulders and moved on.  I knew he wasn't "the one" anyway.  Being okay with being dumped was a completely new experience for me.  It created the space for me to meet my wonderful husband because I knew I was okay just being who I was.  It was okay to be alone.   With Matt, I did not have to pretend to be anyone else.  Relationships should be simple.  Yes, they do come with challenges and challenges make the unity stronger.  However, it shouldn't be a struggle to be together.  I am fortunate for figuring that out and for having my amazing husband.  I thank God quietly almost everyday for him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3268929718087167130?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3268929718087167130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/be-u.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3268929718087167130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3268929718087167130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/09/be-u.html' title='Be U'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TIEGj4H2gUI/AAAAAAAABFI/MWbUPTbOVhg/s72-c/3737_2w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-6118374182505554903</id><published>2010-08-29T14:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:00:00.240-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Butterfly inspiration</title><content type='html'>I have been seeing so many butterflies this summer.  I think I've had a bit of an obsession with them or maybe we've just been drawn to eachother this summer.  Yesterday, I had one land on me and it stayed there for awhile even as I was walking.  One of the ladies at the party said it was good luck.  I'll take it.  I finished up a painting this week and decoupaged a butterfly on it.  I like it.  For me, it represents hope and transformation, which has been a big theme for me these past several months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/THq5pU-2S8I/AAAAAAAABE4/Ltcbi3IbMm4/s1600/6367w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510921213699312578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/THq5pU-2S8I/AAAAAAAABE4/Ltcbi3IbMm4/s400/6367w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/THq5o_u3NEI/AAAAAAAABEw/w2GxIBQyOGM/s1600/6364w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510921207995118658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/THq5o_u3NEI/AAAAAAAABEw/w2GxIBQyOGM/s400/6364w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/THq5obzgYAI/AAAAAAAABEo/-_Etnb0vOtg/s1600/6411w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 339px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510921198350917634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/THq5obzgYAI/AAAAAAAABEo/-_Etnb0vOtg/s400/6411w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-6118374182505554903?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6118374182505554903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/butterfly-inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6118374182505554903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6118374182505554903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/butterfly-inspiration.html' title='Butterfly inspiration'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/THq5pU-2S8I/AAAAAAAABE4/Ltcbi3IbMm4/s72-c/6367w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-1748236238556829147</id><published>2010-08-24T16:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:28:45.026-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Fleeting moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/THQ24gKB2qI/AAAAAAAABEY/MMdjLRT6bXM/s1600/6087w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509088588513532578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/THQ24gKB2qI/AAAAAAAABEY/MMdjLRT6bXM/s400/6087w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Butterfly-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You remind me...that moments are fleeting, yet significant... that beauty is in the smallest details... that life itself is a dance...and that God is working in mysterious ways every day.  I want to thank you dearest butterfly for the reminders you bring!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-1748236238556829147?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1748236238556829147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/fleeting-moments.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1748236238556829147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1748236238556829147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/fleeting-moments.html' title='Fleeting moments'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/THQ24gKB2qI/AAAAAAAABEY/MMdjLRT6bXM/s72-c/6087w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-2486306553576980441</id><published>2010-08-22T13:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T13:19:46.040-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-evaluation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Follow up</title><content type='html'>This is a follow up post to &lt;a href="http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/introspection.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I would like to say that I have been eating Oatmeal almost every morning for breakfast since March and have been eating Yogurt once in awhile but still have to eat it slowly in order not to gag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feels like a pretty huge accomplishment for me and I like it because both are healthy. I will continue to try things that I have disliked in the past because now I know, taste buds or texture toleration can change!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live. Eat. Laugh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-2486306553576980441?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2486306553576980441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/follow-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2486306553576980441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2486306553576980441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/follow-up.html' title='Follow up'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-1355611128275913597</id><published>2010-08-19T09:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T10:01:29.229-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Shake that funky feeling</title><content type='html'>Most days I am a happy person.  I tend to look on the sunny side of things and some people think that is how I am ALL the time.  It is not true.  Last Friday was one of those not-so-sunny days.  I was questioning everything and not liking much.  It was a funk and I couldn't just shake it off with good music.  I sat at Caribou with a yummy caramel highrise, a notebook and a pen.  I first wrote down the things that I want to do, then I wrote down what was missing from my life.  This did not help.  It made me feel worse.  Then I thought "Oh, I'll write down all the good things I have going!"  Immediately when I started writing, I could feel my face loosen up and a smile emerge from the inside.  My body felt lighter.  My mood was changed for the rest of the day.  You know, my "good" list was much longer than my "what's missing" list.  So yeah, that whole "attitude of gratitude" thing really does work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live. Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-1355611128275913597?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1355611128275913597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/shake-that-funky-feeling.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1355611128275913597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1355611128275913597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/shake-that-funky-feeling.html' title='Shake that funky feeling'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7681068752080311524</id><published>2010-08-16T22:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:15:51.128-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>Boys of Summer</title><content type='html'>This is the third time I have taken pictures of these brothers.  They usually start out pretty serious and towards the end of the session I get lots of goofy faces.  It makes it really fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506211066128643042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TGn9yp7sM-I/AAAAAAAABEI/2ojzGYWal3E/s400/6215w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TGn9y1EBeeI/AAAAAAAABEQ/W9S7XYEEnjk/s1600/6216w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506211069116381666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TGn9y1EBeeI/AAAAAAAABEQ/W9S7XYEEnjk/s400/6216w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TGn9yMYZNfI/AAAAAAAABEA/8yFuQvE7uhI/s1600/6175_3w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506211058195969522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TGn9yMYZNfI/AAAAAAAABEA/8yFuQvE7uhI/s400/6175_3w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear boys, never let your young hearts grow old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7681068752080311524?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7681068752080311524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/boys-of-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7681068752080311524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7681068752080311524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/boys-of-summer.html' title='Boys of Summer'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TGn9yp7sM-I/AAAAAAAABEI/2ojzGYWal3E/s72-c/6215w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-223542509059860208</id><published>2010-08-12T22:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T22:15:31.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Shine on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TGS4eYyN01I/AAAAAAAABD4/dBWgbTWQiPE/s1600/2290w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504727476742247250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TGS4eYyN01I/AAAAAAAABD4/dBWgbTWQiPE/s400/2290w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-223542509059860208?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/223542509059860208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/shine-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/223542509059860208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/223542509059860208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/shine-on.html' title='Shine on!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TGS4eYyN01I/AAAAAAAABD4/dBWgbTWQiPE/s72-c/2290w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3762455279183259139</id><published>2010-08-03T17:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T19:10:06.159-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Keeping dreams alive</title><content type='html'>To keep my dreams alive, I must constantly remind myself what they are. I must keep them in front of me and tell myself that what I am doing, and what is happening has purpose. The little things I do, are important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raising children. That is important to Matt and I. It is our dream to have a big family. I need to keep that dream in front of me, instead of dwelling on the miscarriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to build a pole barn for our businesses. I must remind myself the opportunity that will provide us, instead of focusing on the fact that it isn't done yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it is easy for me to get off course.  I get stuck in survival mode and forget my purpose.  I get caught in simply just doing my duties.  But having just got back from a week of vacation in Ely, I feel refreshed.  Priorities are realigned.  Dreams are renewed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3762455279183259139?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3762455279183259139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/keeping-dreams-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3762455279183259139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3762455279183259139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/08/keeping-dreams-alive.html' title='Keeping dreams alive'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-552285537603156986</id><published>2010-07-21T19:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:12:44.519-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>Blissfully Married</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;These two got married last September in Vegas. They got a package deal that included a photographer and they decided they wanted some more pictures. On Sunday we met up at the Como Park Conservatory. We had to work quickly as the photography permit was only for 30 minutes. I don't "do" Weddings at this time but was delighted to work with this couple on their portraits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496529168950593170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEeYKETfhpI/AAAAAAAABDo/I7coxf4a65M/s400/5464w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496531180898303170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEeZ_LZNPMI/AAAAAAAABDw/6LirNVPtsIY/s400/5398w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEeYJ7J4CUI/AAAAAAAABDg/DuzMa3RTu8o/s1600/5499w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496529166494337346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEeYJ7J4CUI/AAAAAAAABDg/DuzMa3RTu8o/s400/5499w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEeYJV1UtKI/AAAAAAAABDY/eG5EMbEaAXQ/s1600/5475w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496529156476023970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEeYJV1UtKI/AAAAAAAABDY/eG5EMbEaAXQ/s400/5475w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEeYI3R1ktI/AAAAAAAABDI/an2CJmUkan4/s1600/5354w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496529148274119378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEeYI3R1ktI/AAAAAAAABDI/an2CJmUkan4/s400/5354w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-552285537603156986?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/552285537603156986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/blissfully-married.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/552285537603156986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/552285537603156986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/blissfully-married.html' title='Blissfully Married'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEeYKETfhpI/AAAAAAAABDo/I7coxf4a65M/s72-c/5464w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3634152132219055802</id><published>2010-07-20T15:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T16:01:26.677-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Salad spinner could save lives!</title><content type='html'>I read &lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/health/salad-spinner-centrifuge-a-cheap-ingenious-health-care-tool-2019637/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; article yesterday and was very impressed.  If someone can take a salad spinner and make it into a device that can identify anemia without expensive technology, what other possibilities are out there.  Wow, way to go girls.  Way to take a simple project and turn it into something that will change lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe it can be done.  When you believe something can be done, really believe, your mind will find the ways to do it.  Believing a solution paves way to solution&lt;/strong&gt;.    David Joseph Schwartz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3634152132219055802?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3634152132219055802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/salad-spinner-could-save-lives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3634152132219055802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3634152132219055802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/salad-spinner-could-save-lives.html' title='Salad spinner could save lives!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7909053101062113020</id><published>2010-07-17T13:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T14:02:43.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>Curly haired boy</title><content type='html'>This curly haired boy loved exploring the trails at our place.  He was excited to go on more and more trails!  In between exploring, we got some great pictures.  He is going to be 4 next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEH9A-2ZJ3I/AAAAAAAABDA/bZ29PHndQkk/s1600/5296w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494951213681682290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEH9A-2ZJ3I/AAAAAAAABDA/bZ29PHndQkk/s400/5296w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEH9AnBULJI/AAAAAAAABC4/sQ3skDq1PCc/s1600/5290w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494951207285042322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEH9AnBULJI/AAAAAAAABC4/sQ3skDq1PCc/s400/5290w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEH9AZ9d-SI/AAAAAAAABCw/51qN4bYQDSA/s1600/5206w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494951203779246370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEH9AZ9d-SI/AAAAAAAABCw/51qN4bYQDSA/s400/5206w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEH8_w7kUoI/AAAAAAAABCo/jqkqxasX898/s1600/5181_2w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494951192765420162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEH8_w7kUoI/AAAAAAAABCo/jqkqxasX898/s400/5181_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEH8_mhXgMI/AAAAAAAABCg/sz5guiT3F2g/s1600/5180w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494951189971173570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TEH8_mhXgMI/AAAAAAAABCg/sz5guiT3F2g/s400/5180w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7909053101062113020?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7909053101062113020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/curly-haired-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7909053101062113020'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Reassuring touch</title><content type='html'>Like the gentle hand of God reassuring me that everything is just as it should be, a butterfly landed on my right knee three times yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-5324236369357627702?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5324236369357627702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/reassuring-touch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/5324236369357627702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/5324236369357627702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/reassuring-touch.html' title='Reassuring touch'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3931921236547997510</id><published>2010-07-11T12:50:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T13:06:01.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>If We Hold On Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If We Hold on Together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Diana Ross&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Don't lose your way&lt;br /&gt;With each passing day&lt;br /&gt;You've come so far&lt;br /&gt;Don't throw it away&lt;br /&gt;Live believing&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are for weaving&lt;br /&gt;Wonders are waiting to start&lt;br /&gt;Live your story&lt;br /&gt;Faith, hope &amp;amp; glory&lt;br /&gt;Hold to the truth in your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492710320141900914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDoG7z4uHHI/AAAAAAAABCI/7PmeV6AN1YU/s400/4985w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on together&lt;br /&gt;I know our dreams will never die&lt;br /&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br /&gt;Where clouds roll by&lt;br /&gt;For you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Must learn how to bend&lt;br /&gt;Seek out a star&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the end&lt;br /&gt;Valley, mountain&lt;br /&gt;There is a fountain&lt;br /&gt;Washes our tears all away&lt;br /&gt;Words are swaying&lt;br /&gt;Someone is praying&lt;br /&gt;Please let us come home to stay &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492710302054453058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDoG6wgVj0I/AAAAAAAABCA/G2y_AsOw-Y4/s400/4965w.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on together&lt;br /&gt;I know our dreams will never die&lt;br /&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br /&gt;Where clouds roll by&lt;br /&gt;For you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are out there in the dark&lt;br /&gt;We'll dream about the sun&lt;br /&gt;In the dark we'll feel the light&lt;br /&gt;Warm our hearts, everyone &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492710300821366594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDoG6r6WJ0I/AAAAAAAABB4/kCzmjMMEZwQ/s400/4897w.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we hold on together&lt;br /&gt;I know our dreams will never die&lt;br /&gt;Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br /&gt;As high as souls can fly&lt;br /&gt;The clouds roll by&lt;br /&gt;For you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3931921236547997510?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3931921236547997510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-we-hold-on-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3931921236547997510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3931921236547997510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-we-hold-on-together.html' title='If We Hold On Together'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDoG7z4uHHI/AAAAAAAABCI/7PmeV6AN1YU/s72-c/4985w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7386053647044591487</id><published>2010-07-09T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T12:38:17.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Dog, Cat, Rat</title><content type='html'>This makes me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D85yrIgA4Nk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D85yrIgA4Nk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7386053647044591487?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7386053647044591487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/dog-cat-rat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7386053647044591487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7386053647044591487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/dog-cat-rat.html' title='Dog, Cat, Rat'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-772531823661645218</id><published>2010-07-09T09:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T09:49:42.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Live Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDc2RRo0jKI/AAAAAAAABAo/hd00r-M6TSk/s1600/3751_10x20_2w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491917941021904034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDc2RRo0jKI/AAAAAAAABAo/hd00r-M6TSk/s400/3751_10x20_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And my soul whispered quietly, " Live now!  Do not wait for circumstance to begin doing what you love.  Give attention to your dreams and believe in them.  Be who you are and be here now."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-772531823661645218?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/772531823661645218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/live-now.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/772531823661645218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/772531823661645218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/live-now.html' title='Live Now'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDc2RRo0jKI/AAAAAAAABAo/hd00r-M6TSk/s72-c/3751_10x20_2w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-6519010595149716621</id><published>2010-07-07T20:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:06:31.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Garden Love</title><content type='html'>Our first garden! We've got cucumbers, peppers, radishes, sweet peas, carrots, onions, spinach, lettuce and tomatoes....and we did have radishes but we gobbled them up already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is more exciting than I thought and I think Matt would agree. Seeing something grow from a seed into something edible, it's out of this world cool. It has become a topic of interest and we look forward to seeing the progress every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDUtIontGRI/AAAAAAAABAg/qa3FaF0DYHQ/s1600/4803w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491344947014342930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDUtIontGRI/AAAAAAAABAg/qa3FaF0DYHQ/s400/4803w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cucumbers...should be ready soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDUtIO_D3KI/AAAAAAAABAY/0XFggJoGnlI/s1600/5025w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491344940132981922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDUtIO_D3KI/AAAAAAAABAY/0XFggJoGnlI/s400/5025w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this cute little pepper...resembles an umbrella huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDUtH_2bTCI/AAAAAAAABAQ/alc6Ob5r2Yg/s1600/5019w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491344936070237218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDUtH_2bTCI/AAAAAAAABAQ/alc6Ob5r2Yg/s400/5019w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaves of the sweet pea plants with a &lt;a href="http://www.cirrusimage.com/homoptera_leafhopper_Graphocephala_coccinea.htm"&gt;red- banded leafhopper&lt;/a&gt; visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDUtHYcZFgI/AAAAAAAABAI/P4160lddglM/s1600/5007w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491344925492057602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDUtHYcZFgI/AAAAAAAABAI/P4160lddglM/s400/5007w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomatoes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDUtHJ2nCwI/AAAAAAAABAA/rKU7CdkK0fI/s1600/5005w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491344921575492354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDUtHJ2nCwI/AAAAAAAABAA/rKU7CdkK0fI/s400/5005w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for visiting my garden! I will post updates as the Summer goes on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I have decided to simplify my life by going back to just one blog. This blog right here. So, if you are a fan of my &lt;a href="http://sharekindnessnow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Share Kindness Now blog&lt;/a&gt;, I won't be blogging over there anymore. Feels good to just be back to one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live. Love. Laugh. Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-6519010595149716621?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6519010595149716621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/garden-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6519010595149716621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6519010595149716621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/07/garden-love.html' title='Garden Love'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TDUtIontGRI/AAAAAAAABAg/qa3FaF0DYHQ/s72-c/4803w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3968138945836356941</id><published>2010-06-23T20:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:04:02.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Hope is stronger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TCK8IQvNvuI/AAAAAAAAA_4/AD0yU6UM9Nk/s1600/4830w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486154146208661218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TCK8IQvNvuI/AAAAAAAAA_4/AD0yU6UM9Nk/s400/4830w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope is stronger than worry and fear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3968138945836356941?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3968138945836356941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/06/hope-is-stronger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3968138945836356941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3968138945836356941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/06/hope-is-stronger.html' title='Hope is stronger!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/TCK8IQvNvuI/AAAAAAAAA_4/AD0yU6UM9Nk/s72-c/4830w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-1787970071620450540</id><published>2010-05-28T10:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:03:54.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Springin' into Summer</title><content type='html'>Dear blog, I am sorry I have neglected you, I suppose my other &lt;a href="http://sharekindnessnow.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; has been getting more attention lately.  Well, I thought I'd drop by and leave some pictures to cheer you up.  I know how you enjoy the sunlight and the wonderful colors of nature as much as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your good friend,&lt;br /&gt;Krista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S__og29o5kI/AAAAAAAAA-o/YReiu6FBwPE/s1600/4657w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476351323113317954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S__og29o5kI/AAAAAAAAA-o/YReiu6FBwPE/s400/4657w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S__ogtKoTAI/AAAAAAAAA-g/i0OX3w8N458/s1600/4632w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476351320483449858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S__ogtKoTAI/AAAAAAAAA-g/i0OX3w8N458/s400/4632w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476350238152142770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S__nhtKvL7I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/VHYtn92ZFCA/s400/4641w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S__nhWbilzI/AAAAAAAAA-I/JdpPY1-Q5Wk/s1600/4606_2w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476350232048604978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S__nhWbilzI/AAAAAAAAA-I/JdpPY1-Q5Wk/s400/4606_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S__nhMtTDHI/AAAAAAAAA-A/TRlUAcEPFVY/s1600/4590w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476350229438729330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S__nhMtTDHI/AAAAAAAAA-A/TRlUAcEPFVY/s400/4590w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S__ngcWHUnI/AAAAAAAAA9w/HiHHoU5ZQQA/s1600/4543w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476350216456589938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S__ngcWHUnI/AAAAAAAAA9w/HiHHoU5ZQQA/s400/4543w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-1787970071620450540?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1787970071620450540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/springin-into-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1787970071620450540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1787970071620450540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/springin-into-summer.html' title='Springin&apos; into Summer'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S__og29o5kI/AAAAAAAAA-o/YReiu6FBwPE/s72-c/4657w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-235006542200061737</id><published>2010-05-13T10:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T20:17:48.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>The Mighty Oak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S-whdAiQ6JI/AAAAAAAAA9o/awfoQxW4fGw/s1600/4296w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470784429591947410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S-whdAiQ6JI/AAAAAAAAA9o/awfoQxW4fGw/s400/4296w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Mighty Oak, it is you I look to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with adoring eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is the way you stand tall through all the seasons,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and face all the changes with strength and resilience.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is the way you shift and sway,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yet stand firmly where you are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is the way you reach for the sun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and get closer every year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Mighty Oak, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you are my beacon of hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-235006542200061737?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/235006542200061737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/mighty-oak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/235006542200061737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/235006542200061737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/mighty-oak.html' title='The Mighty Oak'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S-whdAiQ6JI/AAAAAAAAA9o/awfoQxW4fGw/s72-c/4296w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-7274241893088576977</id><published>2010-04-29T00:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T00:59:27.938-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Blissful encounter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S9ke-J2uLFI/AAAAAAAAA9g/4S6-GtTuIkc/s1600/4258w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465433675936967762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S9ke-J2uLFI/AAAAAAAAA9g/4S6-GtTuIkc/s400/4258w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S9keUsbxHHI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/psTL7i8YZgs/s1600/4271_3w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465432963664649330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S9keUsbxHHI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/psTL7i8YZgs/s400/4271_3w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S9keUekIr2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/SueTrckj9is/s1600/4274_2w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465432959941652322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S9keUekIr2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/SueTrckj9is/s400/4274_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I took a walk in my backyard tonight, I did not know what I would find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my delight, I had a blissful encounter with the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you sun for coming out to play and to shine upon the earth on this lovely day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-7274241893088576977?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7274241893088576977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/blissful-encounter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7274241893088576977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/7274241893088576977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/blissful-encounter.html' title='Blissful encounter'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S9ke-J2uLFI/AAAAAAAAA9g/4S6-GtTuIkc/s72-c/4258w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-8279856465822164073</id><published>2010-04-11T11:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T11:29:39.370-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>Joyful Family</title><content type='html'>This family is joyful and fun and silly and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun session on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S8H3oeW0NkI/AAAAAAAAA8o/N6KzLYSFXSI/s1600/4142w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458916498065339970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S8H3oeW0NkI/AAAAAAAAA8o/N6KzLYSFXSI/s400/4142w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S8H3nxMJQXI/AAAAAAAAA8g/XQjDF9h7Hwc/s1600/4107w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458916485940986226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S8H3nxMJQXI/AAAAAAAAA8g/XQjDF9h7Hwc/s400/4107w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S8H3nxRnb6I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/q9akzNl3VEk/s1600/4101w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458916485963935650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S8H3nxRnb6I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/q9akzNl3VEk/s400/4101w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S8H3nuxNknI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/HYHhFRSDZy8/s1600/4088w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458916485291151986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S8H3nuxNknI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/HYHhFRSDZy8/s400/4088w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S8H3nW23wgI/AAAAAAAAA8I/SqS5GVaGCsI/s1600/4062_2w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458916478872437250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S8H3nW23wgI/AAAAAAAAA8I/SqS5GVaGCsI/s400/4062_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-8279856465822164073?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8279856465822164073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/joyful-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8279856465822164073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8279856465822164073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/joyful-family.html' title='Joyful Family'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S8H3oeW0NkI/AAAAAAAAA8o/N6KzLYSFXSI/s72-c/4142w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-3268413643276520775</id><published>2010-04-09T00:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:27:37.032-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>She is not yet 15 and already knows who she is.&lt;br /&gt;She is beautiful, inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7656d2Z4qI/AAAAAAAAA8A/bMayNgoTEZY/s1600/4007w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458004212515988130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7656d2Z4qI/AAAAAAAAA8A/bMayNgoTEZY/s400/4007w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7656EImJ1I/AAAAAAAAA74/y2kPpGjLOIA/s1600/4029w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458004205612967762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7656EImJ1I/AAAAAAAAA74/y2kPpGjLOIA/s400/4029w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7655qa4v9I/AAAAAAAAA7w/RQwm6QUuMGI/s1600/3963w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458004198710362066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7655qa4v9I/AAAAAAAAA7w/RQwm6QUuMGI/s400/3963w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7655BgZ9NI/AAAAAAAAA7o/pjJli7m4YQw/s1600/3959w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458004187727656146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7655BgZ9NI/AAAAAAAAA7o/pjJli7m4YQw/s400/3959w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7654x_hB4I/AAAAAAAAA7g/JOQvmMOyItU/s1600/3856w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458004183563175810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7654x_hB4I/AAAAAAAAA7g/JOQvmMOyItU/s400/3856w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-3268413643276520775?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3268413643276520775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3268413643276520775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/3268413643276520775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7656d2Z4qI/AAAAAAAAA8A/bMayNgoTEZY/s72-c/4007w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-777641469714627309</id><published>2010-04-02T20:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T20:47:02.446-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fine art'/><title type='text'>Stairway to Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7adeIKN0WI/AAAAAAAAA7I/1eTF1d1tXrg/s1600/3740w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455721139517903202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7adeIKN0WI/AAAAAAAAA7I/1eTF1d1tXrg/s400/3740w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-777641469714627309?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/777641469714627309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/stairway-to-heaven.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/777641469714627309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/777641469714627309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/stairway-to-heaven.html' title='Stairway to Heaven'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7adeIKN0WI/AAAAAAAAA7I/1eTF1d1tXrg/s72-c/3740w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-1510650746969582770</id><published>2010-03-30T08:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:03:03.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother and Daughter</title><content type='html'>This 4 year old was full of energy!  She wanted to run and play and really wasn't interested in getting her picture taken.  She did stay still long enough for a couple of really great pictures though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7ID7jXsJCI/AAAAAAAAA7A/XYG3qGdQ0RM/s1600/3721_2w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454426420340859938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7ID7jXsJCI/AAAAAAAAA7A/XYG3qGdQ0RM/s400/3721_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7ID7Q9zw-I/AAAAAAAAA64/GbNBVmybi1w/s1600/3695w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454426415400469474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7ID7Q9zw-I/AAAAAAAAA64/GbNBVmybi1w/s400/3695w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7ID7MDBjPI/AAAAAAAAA6w/MFbVuK9z_vo/s1600/3645_2w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454426414080167154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7ID7MDBjPI/AAAAAAAAA6w/MFbVuK9z_vo/s400/3645_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-1510650746969582770?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1510650746969582770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/mother-and-daughter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1510650746969582770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1510650746969582770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/mother-and-daughter.html' title='Mother and Daughter'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S7ID7jXsJCI/AAAAAAAAA7A/XYG3qGdQ0RM/s72-c/3721_2w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-4689225547749476820</id><published>2010-03-27T11:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T11:05:30.895-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><title type='text'>Peace Rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S64sbtUuJsI/AAAAAAAAA6o/0JctyrLUhH4/s1600/3630w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453345053326845634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S64sbtUuJsI/AAAAAAAAA6o/0JctyrLUhH4/s400/3630w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I believe this to be the first of many rock words I create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-4689225547749476820?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4689225547749476820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/peace-rocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4689225547749476820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/4689225547749476820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/peace-rocks.html' title='Peace Rocks'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S64sbtUuJsI/AAAAAAAAA6o/0JctyrLUhH4/s72-c/3630w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-2040229694087230376</id><published>2010-03-18T20:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:45:34.892-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><title type='text'>Stand tall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S6TfMqBNv2I/AAAAAAAAA6g/lkTcezHp0pw/s1600-h/3533_5x15w2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450726857555951458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S6TfMqBNv2I/AAAAAAAAA6g/lkTcezHp0pw/s400/3533_5x15w2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-2040229694087230376?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2040229694087230376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/stand-tall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2040229694087230376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/2040229694087230376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/stand-tall.html' title='Stand tall'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S6TfMqBNv2I/AAAAAAAAA6g/lkTcezHp0pw/s72-c/3533_5x15w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-128500310981370309</id><published>2010-03-11T21:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:48:52.441-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa'/><title type='text'>I feel you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S5m4j__zZnI/AAAAAAAAA54/feEZZlWJTsA/s1600-h/3428w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447588152895301234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S5m4j__zZnI/AAAAAAAAA54/feEZZlWJTsA/s400/3428w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel you here, between the snowflakes and raindrops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel you in the sun.  I see you in the moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel you in the breeze.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see you in the shadows and call to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer comes to my heart and I know you are here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-128500310981370309?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/128500310981370309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/128500310981370309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/128500310981370309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-you.html' title='I feel you'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S5m4j__zZnI/AAAAAAAAA54/feEZZlWJTsA/s72-c/3428w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-1261237007268921841</id><published>2010-02-27T10:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T10:26:57.537-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa'/><title type='text'>Grandpa's Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S4lEK-Lzn9I/AAAAAAAAA5o/J7oxgazZJxQ/s1600-h/6921w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442956579935854546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S4lEK-Lzn9I/AAAAAAAAA5o/J7oxgazZJxQ/s400/6921w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always Grandpa's girl.&lt;br /&gt;If there was a lap that I most enjoyed sitting on as a little girl, it was his.&lt;br /&gt;If there was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; hair that I enjoyed playing with most, it was his.&lt;br /&gt;If there was someone who I loved to sit by during &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UNO&lt;/span&gt;, it was him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe Grandpa truly lived every minute of his 92 years. He lived with integrity. He was generous with his love, his knowledge and time. He treated others with respect. He was welcoming and warm and thrived on sharing stories. His laughter could break down any barrier. His memory and attention to detail were more advanced than anyone I've ever known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way that he loved Grandma was amazing. Their marriage of 66 years, never lost it's passion. He would greet her with big kisses in the morning, something that I was fortunate enough to witness over this past year. He was so patient and strong, even when things were difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past year or so, his "I love you" turned into "I love you so much" followed by a big kiss. One of my best memories, was just this past December. My dad and I were visiting Grandpa in the hospital and they sang me Happy Birthday a day early. Grandpa really had to work at singing that day, but he did it out of love. He told me that if I continued to conduct my life in the way that I had been, I would surly have many happy years ahead of me. I told him that I hoped to be as big of a blessing to my family as he has been to ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euripides said " When good men die, their goodness does not perish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let it be, that we move forward and grow with the goodness of this great man in us everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-1261237007268921841?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1261237007268921841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/grandpas-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1261237007268921841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1261237007268921841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/grandpas-girl.html' title='Grandpa&apos;s Girl'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S4lEK-Lzn9I/AAAAAAAAA5o/J7oxgazZJxQ/s72-c/6921w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-8275240395864727907</id><published>2010-02-14T00:26:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:44:05.251-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visual Essence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>A precious gift!</title><content type='html'>Babies are a precious gift to the world.&lt;br /&gt;Full of wonder and innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This precious baby girl just turned 3 months.  She was so easy to work with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437982627766627234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S3eYY2bGa6I/AAAAAAAAA4o/YecO0OTD4Qk/s400/3303w2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437982650130063250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S3eYaJu9X5I/AAAAAAAAA5I/P4NSna0tVVs/s400/3377c_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437982640015440914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S3eYZkDcfBI/AAAAAAAAA44/PyBtJAaDdB0/s400/3342_2w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437982636364345970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S3eYZWc9MnI/AAAAAAAAA4w/DAjdtI5p4KU/s400/3319w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-8275240395864727907?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8275240395864727907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/precious-gift.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8275240395864727907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/8275240395864727907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/precious-gift.html' title='A precious gift!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S3eYY2bGa6I/AAAAAAAAA4o/YecO0OTD4Qk/s72-c/3303w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-5605961707020794940</id><published>2010-02-02T00:04:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T00:13:58.080-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><title type='text'>Through the weather</title><content type='html'>Through the weather I live. &lt;br /&gt;If someone is in need, I pray. &lt;br /&gt;If the sun is shining, I give thanks. &lt;br /&gt;Through the weather I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blue and red are colors from my husbands van.&lt;br /&gt;Shot these through my windshield.  I really like how they turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S2fA-2-o6CI/AAAAAAAAA4g/BN-0GpAmfFg/s1600-h/3153_11x14w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433523661588457506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S2fA-2-o6CI/AAAAAAAAA4g/BN-0GpAmfFg/s400/3153_11x14w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S2fA-v7ODMI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/1LVeAr1Ak3U/s1600-h/3150_11x14w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433523659695066306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S2fA-v7ODMI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/1LVeAr1Ak3U/s400/3150_11x14w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S2fA-ZlV49I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/1afkO9iyZuk/s1600-h/3148_5x30w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433523653697725394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S2fA-ZlV49I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/1afkO9iyZuk/s400/3148_5x30w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live.  Love.  Laugh.  Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-5605961707020794940?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5605961707020794940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/through-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/5605961707020794940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/5605961707020794940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/through-weather.html' title='Through the weather'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S2fA-2-o6CI/AAAAAAAAA4g/BN-0GpAmfFg/s72-c/3153_11x14w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-6552646498669196284</id><published>2010-01-27T09:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T09:52:03.585-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><title type='text'>Busy living</title><content type='html'>It has been almost two weeks since I have blogged. Oh where does the time go.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have been busy with Grandparents, working and planning a fundraising event. I think I will only be getting busier but I do want to keep up this blog...it is important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this video. It inspires me!&lt;br /&gt;Here is to you and making your dreams come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEqdr_Awdak&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEqdr_Awdak&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live. Love. Laugh. Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-6552646498669196284?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6552646498669196284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6552646498669196284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/6552646498669196284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-busy.html' title='Busy living'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-1515868187881723370</id><published>2010-01-14T15:59:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:06:21.497-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter Wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland Portraits</title><content type='html'>These two cute sisters came yesterday for their Winter Wonderland Portraits.&lt;br /&gt;It was a perfect winter day and these girls were so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S1CFN2puazI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Dhuc25sncas/s1600-h/2103bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426984024036764466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S1CFN2puazI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Dhuc25sncas/s400/2103bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S1CFNkyhzMI/AAAAAAAAA2g/du9Erk3x5EM/s1600-h/2072bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426984019241848002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S1CFNkyhzMI/AAAAAAAAA2g/du9Erk3x5EM/s400/2072bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S1CFNeGUQiI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/1BTPfdJsnp8/s1600-h/2066bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426984017445798434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S1CFNeGUQiI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/1BTPfdJsnp8/s400/2066bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live. Love. Laugh. Embrace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-1515868187881723370?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1515868187881723370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/01/winter-wonderland-portraits.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1515868187881723370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/1515868187881723370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/01/winter-wonderland-portraits.html' title='Winter Wonderland Portraits'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S1CFN2puazI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Dhuc25sncas/s72-c/2103bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-9189011083664498656</id><published>2010-01-13T15:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T15:37:44.283-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>New Project</title><content type='html'>Today I started a project that I am very excited about.&lt;br /&gt;I interviewed my Grandpa on video and I plan to continue interviewing the people in my life. Being able to have this video of my Grandpa speaking of his life and the things he believes in is very humbling for me. I am fortunate that I am starting to do this and yet I wish I would've started asking about his story much sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in interviewing people in your life, check out this website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storycorps.org/"&gt;http://www.storycorps.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live. Love. Laugh. Embrace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-9189011083664498656?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9189011083664498656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-project.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/9189011083664498656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/9189011083664498656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-project.html' title='New Project'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152365220084378522.post-772034205835129408</id><published>2010-01-02T17:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:14:30.387-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hugs'/><title type='text'>Good things in life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S0QpARzAA9I/AAAAAAAAA14/F8XjAq6-VEs/s1600-h/%2310w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423504936014971858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S0QpARzAA9I/AAAAAAAAA14/F8XjAq6-VEs/s400/%2310w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What will this new year bring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not one for making resolutions, so I am not about to begin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do hope, however, to have a year full of the good things in life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Belly laughs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creative moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deep and meaningful relationships&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heart full of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is to a great 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me a comment and tell me what the good things in your life are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live. Love. Laugh. Embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152365220084378522-772034205835129408?l=storyofnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/feeds/772034205835129408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-things-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/772034205835129408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152365220084378522/posts/default/772034205835129408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofnow.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-things-in-life.html' title='Good things in life!'/><author><name>Krista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00243249269698089735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/SqkmqEw37vI/AAAAAAAAAxo/5dBDN4ll-_k/S220/8658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xvz-VYIuMDU/S0QpARzAA9I/AAAAAAAAA14/F8XjAq6-VEs/s72-c/%2310w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
