tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71430687440280935262024-03-05T19:37:54.720-08:002 PEAS IN MY PODThis is my way to share my FAITH, my THOUGHTS, and my HOPES with all of you..... ENJOY!Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.comBlogger190125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-48092237061000974352011-06-15T15:10:00.001-07:002011-06-15T15:22:56.132-07:00Just a few things<i>I know I haven't posted in months, but I wanted to get a few thoughts out.</i><div><br /></div><div><b>1) I love my husband. Although things are never perfect, I wouldn't want to go on this life journey with out him. He drives me nuts, but at the same time he fills my love tank ;)</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>2) I am tired of pretending that it is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ok</span> for people to treat me poorly. Learn some manners would ya?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>3) I am struggling with having balance in my life. I would like to have everything under control, but I just don't. I think I just need to be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ok</span> with that.</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>4) Some relationships in my life are too difficult. Should it really be this hard to like, understand, or even spend time with them?</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>5) I think I need a puppy, it has been 8 months since Nina died and I think I am ready. I have had Izzy (<i>my mom's dog</i>) for a few days and it has been so nice!</b></div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Ahhh</span>, I feel much better now! Thanks</i></div>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-69985034444742060902011-04-24T05:33:00.000-07:002011-04-24T05:46:44.170-07:00Happy Easter<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoB9nb97iWOok4L6WmAR8KBDdFVRToecqpdESZrbrWFuLHc1Kkz0_OhgVXWQTVBC1XcrQv4aKAIUJpfSfgy5-NDkB2fmyQ9kwVeBsyvp2657T5yu9sSmz2kp3PsRxkk7t2N_wkSGI_lZA/s1600/easter+pic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoB9nb97iWOok4L6WmAR8KBDdFVRToecqpdESZrbrWFuLHc1Kkz0_OhgVXWQTVBC1XcrQv4aKAIUJpfSfgy5-NDkB2fmyQ9kwVeBsyvp2657T5yu9sSmz2kp3PsRxkk7t2N_wkSGI_lZA/s200/easter+pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599128235762856866" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >He has Risen! </span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">Coloring eggs, egg hunts and Easter baskets are all so much fun! My family enjoys all of those activities, but we also celebrate the true meaning of Easter! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jesus was crucified, dead and buried. But on the 3 day HE ROSE AGAIN!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I feel so lucky to have a personal relationship with Jesus! I love that my children have a personal relationship with Him as well. Our Lord is alive! He is with us always! He is forgiving, understanding, loving, faithful and so many other adjectives! </div><div style="text-align: center;">My hope is for all of you to celebrate Jesus today and always!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Easter!</div>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-41157370562493912962011-03-27T08:18:00.000-07:002011-03-27T08:32:23.913-07:00Splash Bay<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP1POhdp48PXvrKwuvNC0sGo8UspzFjXG9GiqWqvQDCkRqyaRt4Fjg5NAI5HAs5we78UOsakJzDnaHesBSCwcWwY9RXwXwuipA7LpYSHI6kGXK0OUZDgkyDYbWC7OcnpYc4c7w4qdP-Rw/s1600/sp+bay+2" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP1POhdp48PXvrKwuvNC0sGo8UspzFjXG9GiqWqvQDCkRqyaRt4Fjg5NAI5HAs5we78UOsakJzDnaHesBSCwcWwY9RXwXwuipA7LpYSHI6kGXK0OUZDgkyDYbWC7OcnpYc4c7w4qdP-Rw/s200/sp+bay+2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588780184905221010" /></a><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3C8li6OrQQn0WqouC9nyD-3viEe81U5ZTa2YdEEq7hsLEMOjNVdP9hfuaFwrMSj7wCGQpEqEncgctDzCSWpflvDrrJN9boJcQjHAvpzconET-FxYoxIri-2zIX7vnIoKJhAUmoFHHwC4/s200/sp+bay" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 120px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588779908383120610" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY_YXoSPIC7nDL0PDJnbD-Q73agadgNxsDfsjCwFI3FUkTrTyv2Vkhvp1lGjDsDpoQdBaRcCwYFsaFdd8GIel8jkHjAhv2T5Sswjy-3sPeMtasWFJ59iKZoiZOxJMOGG13SOrBu4dGtEo/s200/sp+bay+1" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588779985275951074" /><br /><br /><div>To end our kids spring break we decided to go to Maumee's Splash Bay! We had a blast! There was stuff to do for all ages! We were all exhausted after about 5 hours though. So we went home for a relaxing evening that would include buttery popcorn, pillows, blankets and a good family movie! Only when my middle son got out of the shower her looked like a burn victim. He was crying and telling me "don't touch it" and "it really hurts Mom". I had no idea what to do, so off the the ER we went. 4 hours later they came up with chemical burns and dermatitis. We have to rub his PAINFUL sores with cortisone 4 times a day and give him benidryl. </div><div><br /></div><div>So let's just say Splash Bay may not be in our future. </div><div><br /></div><div><b><i>P.S. Evan has VERY sensitive skin, none of us had anything wrong. So don't let it defer you from having a day of family fun. It was a blast!</i></b></div><div><br /></div>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-31908375301954769832011-03-04T10:25:00.000-08:002011-03-04T11:03:22.847-08:00Friendship<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRs7Ocq9fLLKQliFa2r_rfxzAj0JoR295LLMv_-Z36yfSz5w1YV1bfnhtLnCEiGgbaqx_dUlPsJKrUzqlBYGObPF6wu3sAnJvaYAHYWkaVa9aKwS0ytgSjRGlYuE7h1axoLMDq7HteDG8/s1600/Friendship+Threads+banner.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 50px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRs7Ocq9fLLKQliFa2r_rfxzAj0JoR295LLMv_-Z36yfSz5w1YV1bfnhtLnCEiGgbaqx_dUlPsJKrUzqlBYGObPF6wu3sAnJvaYAHYWkaVa9aKwS0ytgSjRGlYuE7h1axoLMDq7HteDG8/s200/Friendship+Threads+banner.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580302233349454930" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span">Good friends are really hard to come by...well at least for me. I had a lotof girlfriends while growing up. We all took dance, cheer leading, played softball together. Hung out at one of our houses every day/weekend. It wasn't until high school that I realized we were a click. And if anyone knows me I am not a real clicky kind of girl. I like all kinds of people from all different backgrounds. So during those four years of high school (<i>u know the ones that everyone seems to hold on to</i>) I ventured out from the click and met some really great people and maybe some not so great. I did however become a besty with one and we were inseparable. For 10 long years we were the kind of friends that most people are envious of. Then that came to a screeching holt. Long story short.. I got married/had kids/grew up...she did not. So these past years I have made some friends here and there. But nothing ever really stuck. I consider myself as a very outgoing , happy person to be around. I do know that I come on pretty strong, which some people might call loud/blunt/too the point. So I may have offend a few people along the way..</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">However... I received a blessing when my family got a new neighbor right next door! It is one of the first times that I have someone that I can be myself completely! We have such a blast together! And the topper is our sons are only a week apart! So we do unplanned lunches/dinners/<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">play dates</span>/and girl outings! We call ourselves weekday friends because we don't bother scrambling around to cleanup and make our houses clean to act like we have it all together all the time! She knocks on my door and I open it, throwing the dozen pair of shoes laying on the floor aside so she can make her wa</span>y in!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Even though we may be adults/parents/grandparents..we all need at least one good friend.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">I have been blessed to have just a few! I am ok with that</span>!</span></div>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-85785847520428640382011-02-24T07:01:00.001-08:002011-02-24T07:52:29.865-08:00Family...<span class="Apple-style-span"><b><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDmmosk4mGOir-c4uNvTpzxnQ7bo1cQo06dvY2SjROt87hEZ_Yiw4zNW0QcK7zk-Q_XfXDIA0wdJTzCbC0PzwT3UZyyzehXbt9kS0GYrOA0vuR6QdBaQ2FfSgmVbc9v5W_fVfdpV_oqWY/s1600/divorce.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDmmosk4mGOir-c4uNvTpzxnQ7bo1cQo06dvY2SjROt87hEZ_Yiw4zNW0QcK7zk-Q_XfXDIA0wdJTzCbC0PzwT3UZyyzehXbt9kS0GYrOA0vuR6QdBaQ2FfSgmVbc9v5W_fVfdpV_oqWY/s320/divorce.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577279240870176290" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div> <span class="Apple-style-span">W<span class="Apple-style-span">here does family start and then end? With how the world is today we have so many diverse family structures it is hard to really have such boundaries. Parents who divorce, leaving children with only a idea of what should be and what is. Aunts and Uncles who bring children in from different marriages, are they now our instant cousins? Mothers who have multiple babies with different men, leaving the siblings confused when one leaves for the weekend while the others stay home with mom. Fathers who leave one family and start a new one with his new wife. Or how about after 30 years or so of marriage and a family, divorce happens and remarriage occurs creating a new family structure with grown step-brothers/sisters and new nephews and so on...</span></span><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"> This may strike a cord with some of you and I apologize for that. But these are real events that are happening all around us. My question is how are we all coping and dividing the line between family and circumstances? I am a person who loves, cherishes, and values my family. I have had some unconventional family structures be built around me. But for the most part I have continued to "go with the flow" and except that the choices of others are just that. Not mine to judge, not mine to control, not mine to bare the burden of. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"> In this time I think a lot is excepted and a lot is not. Some children are ruined from their parents divorce. Some are empowered by it. My question to you is how are you teaching your children about the structure of family? What value do you put on it? Do we adapt to our culture or do we instill our own beliefs</span> onto our children in the hopes they know what once was can be again? </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"> Do you draw the line?</span></div></div></div>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-59324877470004561252011-02-15T05:57:00.000-08:002011-02-15T06:21:26.255-08:00Nina.... Again<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifrFwiYREUGOdfmgEnW5P_eJN-d-ZG9zW042lcQ3lJW3DUkDsCSPs3_y-Y17OKNMuF-iv1DZIl7EjCPxYY4-7mc9LcG6-TMHwftQ9KimDAKXY_uj5KfCgvzDgpQEbRdniAuGYzrFTLQaA/s1600/DSC02694.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573920863588195810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifrFwiYREUGOdfmgEnW5P_eJN-d-ZG9zW042lcQ3lJW3DUkDsCSPs3_y-Y17OKNMuF-iv1DZIl7EjCPxYY4-7mc9LcG6-TMHwftQ9KimDAKXY_uj5KfCgvzDgpQEbRdniAuGYzrFTLQaA/s320/DSC02694.JPG" /></a><br />Although it has been 5 months since the passing of our dog Nina, I still morn her daily. Am I alone on this sort of thing? I just feel so sad sometimes when ever I am reminded of her absence. As the seasons start to change memories have flooded my mind.<br />For example: the first heavy snow fall when I was shoveling the snow, Nina would bark and try to chase every single shovel full I threw. I was just sitting there throwing the snow and missing the once annoying habit of my dog. I would look out my back window seeing the neighbor behind us shoveling hers, and also would miss Nina driving her NUTS by all the barking and jumping on the fence.<br />Now the snow is melting... and I found a tennis ball in the yard :( She loved (<em>i mean loved</em>) her tennis balls. As I threw it to my new loved friend ( <em>my neighbors dog</em> ) I felt this pull at my heart. I am thinking " really Jill??".<br />I am sure that when summer hits I am going to miss taking her to the ravine. Watching her beautiful self running and chasing after her tennis balls. Also taking her to the park and watching her play with any dog that would participate. She would actually get on the play gyms at the park with the kids and go down the slide. It was hilarious!<br />Sorry for the depressing post... I did say this would be my therapy for the next month!Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-51975930131850034732011-01-28T07:43:00.000-08:002011-01-28T08:17:50.799-08:00I think I have something to say!<span style="font-family:georgia;">Am I alone in the fact that I sometimes go through my day and think <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">hmmm</span>... I should blog about that, but then never do. I have had so much stuff going on in my life these past few months it almost seems overwhelming to put into words. So I think that I am going to take the next month and use this here blog as some sort of therapy!</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">First on my list to share:</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Children... recently my husband and I decided that 3 was our number. So we did the permanent thing and he got the old snip..snip. </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I totally feel as though God himself told me that 3 was my number. I felt content with this decision and in fact was excited about not worrying every month if our protection didn't work.<br />I had peace! I settled in to the fact that THIS was my family. That I was onto the next chapter in my life.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Then Christmas hit... I realized that morning that this was in fact the LAST Christmas I was going to have a little baby more interested in the wrapping then the actual gift. That we were capturing such a monumental moment in our lives that morning. The Christmas that our family would no longer be a growing one. Ouch</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I have had many moments since that morning where the reality of the place I am in my life has hit me. The place where change is <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">soooo</span> scary. I am not going to be bearing any more children. Also the fact that they grow up so fast does not help that fear of change I have. The feeling I get when my now 8 yr old looks at me and says " are you really going to wear that?". Or when my now 5 yr old tells me that I don't have to hold his hand anymore walking into school. And now my 1 yr old is talking and walking and being such a snuggle bug!</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I am not saying that I regret the decision my husband and I have made. I am just facing a huge change of direction in my life. We all have these milestones in our lives. College, marriage, buying a house, then of course babies. I guess I never really thought about what happens when you stop being a baby maker :) It really is something all mothers will go through. Some may feel relieved, depressed, joyful or even scared. I am just really fearful of change.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">to be continued...</span>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-29480291820208633732011-01-24T07:51:00.000-08:002011-01-24T07:55:02.869-08:00YESI am still a blogger, but I haven't had much to say. I do however read all of yours daily. You are my entertainment you know!<br />Soooo as soon as I have something better to say I will just keep on reading. We alll go through these funks don't we????<br /><br />Anywho... do you like the new look? You can be honest. I am unsure of the font still.<br /><br /><br />HAPPY DAY TO ALL OF YOUJill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-1359589574327682922010-11-05T05:47:00.000-07:002010-11-05T06:41:40.212-07:00Friday FeastPlease enjoy the menu for today's Friday feast!<br /><br /><strong>Appetizer:</strong><br />What is your heritage?<br /><br /><em>My dad's side of the family originated from Yugoslavia. My mom's side of the family came from Greece.<br /></em><br /><strong>Soup:<br /></strong>Where is your favorite place to buy cheap stuff?<br /><br /><em>I am not going to lie.... I shop at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Wal-mart</span>. If I need something on a tight budget I look there first, then of course Target.<br /></em><br /><strong>Salad:<br /></strong>Have you ever committed a crime or been a witness to one? (i won't rat you out ;)<br /><br /><em>I did commit a crime a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">lllooonng</span> time ago... I know I know... but my friend got caught and I just learned from her mistakes.</em><br /><br /><strong>Main Course:<br /></strong>What car would you buy if you could afford it?<br /><br /><em>I would buy the Volkswagen <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Routan</span> 2010.... Check it out...It's just beautiful. If I have to get a van, with three kids it's almost a must, this baby is the best!<br /></em><br /><strong>Dessert:<br /></strong>Do you miss anyone?<br /><br /><em>Yes, My grandpa <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Brocus</span>. He was just an amazing man. Although he had faults just like all of us, he was perfect to me.<br /></em>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-47173460987047277652010-10-08T17:02:00.000-07:002010-10-08T17:15:30.995-07:00Our beloved Nina<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBtYTjdkm2Mmf-OfExdRTKqgGpA1aQ8mCvduD8WDNjVMpRSjQB_YSP8exxKzVVQG0T_IGjpWbHpdlrAcWIwawHPCjRJ1g9ydImzFUrCJHgBTXk5vBu-YJkfQE4TSQC5ZPestp4C1kwOf0/s1600/DSC03004.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525830359892282178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBtYTjdkm2Mmf-OfExdRTKqgGpA1aQ8mCvduD8WDNjVMpRSjQB_YSP8exxKzVVQG0T_IGjpWbHpdlrAcWIwawHPCjRJ1g9ydImzFUrCJHgBTXk5vBu-YJkfQE4TSQC5ZPestp4C1kwOf0/s320/DSC03004.JPG" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;">Today I dropped Nina off to have a routine surgery that most dog owners have done. (spayed) Only mine never got to come back home. I can't even begin to tell you how much my heart wells up every time I think of her. That phone call was one of the worse ones I have ever received. She was not only a "dog" to me she was a part of our family. The details of the event our still to painful to even write down, so I will leave this short and sweet. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Nina, you will forever be missed and oh so loved. You are not replaceable and I look forward to the day I see you running in the clouds to greet me at the pearly gates! I love you sweet girl! Lilly will be lost without you. :(</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWSIqR_TK3vw7dyBZcCrty4X5BoGx40psJM_qq0s29uDgKRFKjl2pbmjfbQurISd_cwfhSGuoTuKRAwEOLNBy2P3V4ocyEoVKaRG4KonaU7SlI11fbJGHDA43vrtskb5szp0-dqEfnOKA/s1600/DSC03003.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525830241946713842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWSIqR_TK3vw7dyBZcCrty4X5BoGx40psJM_qq0s29uDgKRFKjl2pbmjfbQurISd_cwfhSGuoTuKRAwEOLNBy2P3V4ocyEoVKaRG4KonaU7SlI11fbJGHDA43vrtskb5szp0-dqEfnOKA/s320/DSC03003.JPG" /></a><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;"> <span style="font-size:180%;">Nina 2/07 ~ 10/10</span><br /></span></em></strong><br /><div></div>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-7590374625088190052010-09-30T11:18:00.000-07:002010-10-01T05:03:54.144-07:00Friday Feast!<strong>Please enjoy the menu for today's Friday feast!</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Appetizer:</strong><br /><br />Were you an honor roll student in school?<br /><br /><br /><ul><li><strong>Nope... but if I would have applied myself instead of worrying about the next social gathering I am sure I would have been.</strong></li></ul><br /><br /><p><strong>Soup:</strong></p><p>Describe yourself in three words.<br /></p><ul><li><strong>Caring. Hopeful. Ever changing.</strong></li></ul><br /><br /><p><strong>Salad:</strong><br /><br /></p><p>What is something that makes you cringe?<br /></p><ul><li><strong>People who breathe out of their mouth. Just Gross.</strong></li></ul><br /><br /><p><strong>Main Course:</strong><br /></p><p>Would you rather dress up or dress casual when going out with a friend or husband?<br /></p><ul><li><strong>For me, I heart dressing up! I am a stay at home mom and when I get the chance to get out I like to get all dolled up ;)</strong></li></ul><br /><br /><p><strong>Dessert:</strong><br /></p><p>What is your favorite movie of all time?<br /></p><ul><br /><li><strong>If I can ONLY choose one it would have to be Dirty Dancing. Love Love Love it<br /></strong></li></ul>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-90278974428479258112010-09-27T07:04:00.000-07:002010-09-27T07:14:45.850-07:00Jeanna A.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBI5OKGkv2K3-7SuWef_ymaaMt3e4cxKl__dHIPP5mwWl7_xhJUOhA1R7lrnRr7S4DirwcZZkentfAtCmMKFsVfvIlGmidV6HWy1wuGjh4jEqA2AIiUeI0vCuRopyFSgDUQn5lp2LpnrA/s1600/jeanna.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521594891481774674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBI5OKGkv2K3-7SuWef_ymaaMt3e4cxKl__dHIPP5mwWl7_xhJUOhA1R7lrnRr7S4DirwcZZkentfAtCmMKFsVfvIlGmidV6HWy1wuGjh4jEqA2AIiUeI0vCuRopyFSgDUQn5lp2LpnrA/s320/jeanna.jpg" /></a><br /><div>I found out today that an old friend of mine went to be with God. I can't tell you the mixed emotions I have about this. Although it has been many years since we have talked, I still feel so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">saddened</span> by the fact that such a young woman was taken.</div><div> </div><div>Celebrating who she was I just wanted to tell you the things I remember most about her!</div><div> </div><ul><li><strong>She had a smile that lit up a room!</strong></li><li><strong>She was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">hoo</span>-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">larious</span>!</strong></li><li><strong>Although we were young, she seemed so wise!</strong></li><li><strong>She was such a go getter!</strong></li><li><strong>She was beautiful inside and out!</strong></li></ul><p> </p><p><em>Jeanna, you will be missed by many! I am sure you are dancing in the stars, living without anymore pain! I am sorry we never did have that drink we talked about.<br /></em></p><div></div>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-46505371497493733182010-08-26T06:47:00.000-07:002010-08-26T06:51:40.200-07:00Invitation<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1tjx_L6481dKtSkriFJiyMmHipLzKpEninr3qbH1sd-Rg5Wpz63Nb_LdJuyYO8rN6dhAqhyphenhyphenrAcAXQqK7qoa6Y3PGbyzjGeap3A5XpWlssOm6LWiTy-3kpMhbvKrZE03Wa2D386qz7lg4/s1600/Sam's+invite.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509714911536176706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1tjx_L6481dKtSkriFJiyMmHipLzKpEninr3qbH1sd-Rg5Wpz63Nb_LdJuyYO8rN6dhAqhyphenhyphenrAcAXQqK7qoa6Y3PGbyzjGeap3A5XpWlssOm6LWiTy-3kpMhbvKrZE03Wa2D386qz7lg4/s320/Sam's+invite.jpg" /></a> This is the invitation I created for Sammy's 1st birthday! I just love naked babies! </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">We had a little mommy/son photo shoot and they all turned out so well. I will post some of the other ones soon!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-51623916526437571832010-07-24T14:58:00.000-07:002010-07-24T15:03:56.103-07:00Oooohhhh...<div>I got one for all of you... COULD YOU PLEASE HELP ME!!! I am <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">renovating</span> my kitchen and I want this sign I found on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Etsy</span>. I just want the sign to say something different.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497596282024125442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8fbBPt3bP5gdPEdGgeqPWR-RlAOVvVSdpGaCTz957V546e6qGDU_DMgAAiqfpD6lkLAjifZ2kM8DCIdK7BQvtEyJfsBW6iUH4WAB6p7Chew0Zk-pEwZYSjEv2XiSNGDmB6FXtsVB4vuk/s320/kit.jpg" /></div><br /><p>The sign means the beautiful cottage... so should I just have it say the beautiful KITCHEN?</p><p>Any suggestions for verbage would so be appreciated!! REMEMBER... it is for the kitchen!</p><p> </p><p>Can't wait to read some responses... that is if I still have any readers!</p>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-56824784612069913522010-07-24T14:55:00.000-07:002010-07-24T14:57:29.637-07:00trying...I always think that if I revamp the blog it will inspire me to actually "blog"! I hope this time it works...... I have so much to say, but not enough time to actually sit down and put it into words. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Any who</span>... hope for the best!Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-60724088825757846962010-06-15T05:42:00.000-07:002010-06-15T05:50:16.611-07:00Zofia Nicola Is Here!<div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;">I am welcoming my new niece into the world! I could not be more excited!</span></div><div align="center"> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482980616978129442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSLPKwreYDesNZ1Pgi4DPrfQjeFSfUJssTdNcve42WV4O_ZTa3TkVhWjCd7NisQTDmfH-NGxwCElVsIcKajIQP11ghA7jisF1fdHX74pTjy2cvBK0csYK6EhtV7ilOa6h2Ya8MMNm29Pg/s320/Zofia.jpg" /></div><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Zofia</span> Nicola</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">7 lbs 3oz (tiny peanut)</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">20 inches</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Going to see her this morning! Cannot Wait! </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Way to go <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Nadja</span>! You did such a great job! I commend you for how COMPLETELY calm you were through all of it!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">LOVE YOU GUYS <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">SOOOOOO</span> MUCH!</span></p>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-8562307893115804232010-05-31T05:21:00.000-07:002010-05-31T05:26:45.883-07:00Grace is 8 !!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicRSavhnyW5o1Zgg0R2-_54-G_gArg-fvKKenDg8R5jrvJKt7SW5Pg9dkmnv89-6dEToTgaxx4P0tCMqLK3SXFxUfMiEnDsi3bvDnaXp8to2WOT7rileLfnE4TgjtU9YJjczDqNJd0uQY/s1600/DSC03065.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477409499077230914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicRSavhnyW5o1Zgg0R2-_54-G_gArg-fvKKenDg8R5jrvJKt7SW5Pg9dkmnv89-6dEToTgaxx4P0tCMqLK3SXFxUfMiEnDsi3bvDnaXp8to2WOT7rileLfnE4TgjtU9YJjczDqNJd0uQY/s320/DSC03065.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center">Today is the day I gave birth to the most caring, smart, outgoing, giving, beautiful little girl in the whole world! God surely gave the world a gift the day you were born! You are my sunshine in the morning! I am such a lucky Mommy to have such an awesome daughter! </div><br /><div align="center">HaPpY 8Th BiRtHdAy GrAcE ElIzAbEtH !!</div>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-52407665137171641072010-05-09T16:40:00.000-07:002010-05-09T16:51:32.864-07:00I Just Love Her!My Mom that is!!!! She is such an amazing person. I look up to her and cherish her dearly! On this Mother's day I just wanted to express a few feelings I have about my best friend~!<br /><br /><strong><em>* My Mom would do anything for me or my children and that just makes her #1 in my book!</em></strong><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em>* My Mom tells it like it is and although all people may not like this quality I happen to adore it!</em></strong><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em>* My Mom has always chosen to be the better person in all situations and I strive to be like that!</em></strong><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em>* My Mom is dependable, loyal, thoughtful, loving, wise, and trustworthy. All things I hope to carry on!</em></strong><br /><br />MOM U ARE THE BEST AND NOT A DAY GOES BY THAT I DON'T REMEMBER THAT! I LOVE YOU MORE THAN WORDS COULD EVER DESCRIBE!Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-26700798959736795892010-04-21T09:25:00.000-07:002010-04-21T09:27:06.718-07:00Who??Who are the random people that comment on my blog?? Do any of you get these? Check out my last post comments. Sorry to offend any of you random people, but I am just curious.Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-65223955236995006702010-04-16T14:01:00.000-07:002010-04-16T14:09:42.540-07:00Izzy!!!!!!!!<div> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460844355466391442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQo5NsjGwzVCrX2su7lwQunt0rJKTIRf0X2I_NYcYjeKkwC9XTAFqOVvULE51mIqrTJQWRcDFSzDROCG7FQb5TpJG8Y7LqMnlBaGSqs2R3tjod1xi_j1usnDCpaoTzja7bOt_3CRHyhN4/s320/DSC03075.JPG" />Yeah that's right....... we named her! She loves the kids, the kids love her....( i love her).... but we are NOT keeping her ;) Nina and Lilly also give her the stamp of approval!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEildmAhanhI0gVZ0-YnmNzRNA5q4mLlC35Ea16cFDULfhDt2OmJtUKxq2hFdM1yVsMscReAPlye9oeb3IuX8gmDGWedMfU__wj1ZG3N47i4O7FeNPa2QM3MADHfO8mWCs2_7dbzEXT08GI/s1600/DSC03079.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460844228376702562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEildmAhanhI0gVZ0-YnmNzRNA5q4mLlC35Ea16cFDULfhDt2OmJtUKxq2hFdM1yVsMscReAPlye9oeb3IuX8gmDGWedMfU__wj1ZG3N47i4O7FeNPa2QM3MADHfO8mWCs2_7dbzEXT08GI/s200/DSC03079.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkWxCZV4veV96yHNAtd0pP77Jgumku9Si8_QdHt3x07mxE0yLUJb54a7W1TFCYRA1RElSKUxEK5HFGhZRCfvMYC_uAnfNgxgdviHPVS9fGeJN1_2pOgfV3tzc2wAHypfQQWaHOL2A-3ag/s1600/DSC03078.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460844074908091394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkWxCZV4veV96yHNAtd0pP77Jgumku9Si8_QdHt3x07mxE0yLUJb54a7W1TFCYRA1RElSKUxEK5HFGhZRCfvMYC_uAnfNgxgdviHPVS9fGeJN1_2pOgfV3tzc2wAHypfQQWaHOL2A-3ag/s200/DSC03078.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7VyqI6EMkaKPgVV7YrlQ87q1oC9f4bMdxJ0C06ejM0YBvYOnaUfjfNpW_MOa91sc3eNmWly4hZn4HgNX5tkD6y3aLWplYJVIpx0-wjlWFPosdOhf2ApwmkeS6eB-12p4jX8JZH_1uFDM/s1600/DSC03076.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460844593989036210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7VyqI6EMkaKPgVV7YrlQ87q1oC9f4bMdxJ0C06ejM0YBvYOnaUfjfNpW_MOa91sc3eNmWly4hZn4HgNX5tkD6y3aLWplYJVIpx0-wjlWFPosdOhf2ApwmkeS6eB-12p4jX8JZH_1uFDM/s200/DSC03076.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460843847999302770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkdHgsdURfTLV82IT7CQntUC6kXUufHvIAazl5gdOAM0TSGLEP2RsVk6GsD59XecPzrwYVOS8bG3LAplzn0_P3KJNS6_3WKvyvutnEa6r7hl84SU4dK3V8IZWVy9sL6C1R7013apJe-54/s320/DSC03074.JPG" />I did put her on K 100 to see if anyone is missing her :( I will also put an add in the paper!</div><div> </div><div>BUT ISN'T SHE A DOLL!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-29917499426372724922010-04-16T09:52:00.001-07:002010-04-16T10:05:17.736-07:00Call Me CRAZY.......!!!!!!!!<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ok</span>, So I was driving down Oregon Rd. And I saw this little white dog sopping wet on the side of the road. I pull over to see if she has tags (which she didn't) and she was just <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">soooo</span> happy to see me! She jumped right in my arms saying "please save me nice lady!", so I put her in my car. I then drove to the trailer parks and asked around to see if anyone knew who she belonged to and they replied " NO, but I have seen her <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">runnin</span> out there for 2 days now.". REALLY???? Call me CRAZY, but who let's a little dog run around for days on SUCH a busy road?? I apparently don't. So I went and got her shampoo, flea <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">meds</span>, and dog bowls....... but I am not keeping her....<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">lol</span>. I will have to say I ALREADY LOVE HER. All of you who know me know that I already have 2 German <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Shepperd's</span>, three children, a full time job and a household to run, so I am thinking I AM CRAZY. HA<br /><br />Pics to come...... But those of you who read <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.twopretzels.com">www.twopretzels.com</a> she looks like <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Fergie</span>, but all white!Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-11678825981859531462010-03-31T09:24:00.000-07:002010-03-31T09:36:48.104-07:00HAPPY EASTER!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg00rGZrLgL3mBPvtQwEG1NTgKlOLGCytyBWZSOrJ7Y29Pvnz4cx6aQwjPH-jtghfTwvV0K1Wsp6P3PVkibzlgDOVKUKwXl0rOe9Cj5KnWf_pkdojjM9XSywJ1D5sgDHn0kbMuRUf1kd6U/s1600/143009161.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454835837025647442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg00rGZrLgL3mBPvtQwEG1NTgKlOLGCytyBWZSOrJ7Y29Pvnz4cx6aQwjPH-jtghfTwvV0K1Wsp6P3PVkibzlgDOVKUKwXl0rOe9Cj5KnWf_pkdojjM9XSywJ1D5sgDHn0kbMuRUf1kd6U/s400/143009161.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>He Lives</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>To Take Away My Shame</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>And He Lives</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Forever I Will Proclaim</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>That The Payment For My Sins</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Was The Precious Life He Gave</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>And Now He IS Alive</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>And There IS An Empty Grave!!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>~MY REDEEMER LIVES~</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>I hope that your Easter is a reminder of what Jesus has done for all of us! He died so that we may live! But he did not stay in that grave he <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">rised</span> up and is our living God!!!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>Happy Easter!</strong></div>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-8903873689214766822010-03-23T13:20:00.000-07:002010-03-23T13:21:47.132-07:00Too Busy To Blogg......<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxLZFF7CoBsD-fQ5fGjLR-LzYuPq_x7ITWV2DXiu6Xwn9rZtO9ZJdq7HuaPMNvv7AL7awseLmMdgkcIgzAe6a_B4-C38e6JWQnUff-RB4lMH_6owi7rLqT5uU6BR67CeZWZpBixbHNPz0/s1600-h/three+babies.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451927103927049858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxLZFF7CoBsD-fQ5fGjLR-LzYuPq_x7ITWV2DXiu6Xwn9rZtO9ZJdq7HuaPMNvv7AL7awseLmMdgkcIgzAe6a_B4-C38e6JWQnUff-RB4lMH_6owi7rLqT5uU6BR67CeZWZpBixbHNPz0/s400/three+babies.jpg" /></a><br /><div>This would be the reason.....</div>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-78373387513864120712010-02-26T05:54:00.000-08:002010-02-26T06:00:58.154-08:00Thank You For...<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>1. Vanilla Soy <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Lattes</span></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>2. A baby that wakes up happy and not screaming!</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>3. The friendships I am creating with really good people!</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>4. The sound of Mommy <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">coming</span> out of the mouth of my children!</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>5. God's love for all of us and how amazing it truly is!</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I hope you all have a wonderful weekend! Please share with me 5 things you are truly thankful for! Would love to read them!</span>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143068744028093526.post-47696818598869385932010-02-19T08:14:00.000-08:002010-02-19T08:28:17.171-08:00What happend to Friday Feast???!!<strong>Appetizer:</strong><br /><br />What was the last thing you dreamed about?<br /><ul><li><strong>I had a dream about the rapture ( the end of the world) (big birds dropping from the sky and grabbing people)</strong></li></ul><p><strong>Soup:</strong></p><p>Do you collect anything? If so, what?</p><ul><li><strong>No, not really.... Do children count??!! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">lol</span></strong></li></ul><p> </p><p><strong>Salad:</strong></p><p>Have you ever given money to a bum?</p><ul><li><strong>Yes, many times actually. I always use that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">opportunity</span> to see if they know God. </strong></li></ul><p><strong>Main Course:</strong></p><p>What is your dream vacation?</p><ul><li><strong>Very Easy..... ARUBA!</strong></li></ul><p><strong>Dessert:</strong></p><p>Where were you when 9/11 <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">happened</span>?</p><ul><li><strong>2001- I was at work watching it on the T.V in my office.</strong></li><li><strong>2009- Giving birth to Samuel!</strong></li></ul><p><strong></strong> </p>Jill Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10535515187356263647noreply@blogger.com6