<?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-15094322</id><updated>2011-11-15T16:45:51.298-06:00</updated><category term='theories'/><category term='Presidential Election'/><category term='hayride'/><category term='illness'/><category term='movies'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='heaven'/><category term='death'/><category term='eating out'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='4-wheeler'/><category term='Revive'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='exhibit'/><category term='letter of the week'/><category term='library'/><category term='Little Big Town'/><category term='summer'/><category term='simple pleasures'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='family'/><category term='bowling'/><category term='sports'/><category term='concert'/><category term='tv'/><category term='dating'/><category term='work'/><category term='greed'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='vet'/><category term='growing up'/><category term='weather'/><category term='Pageant'/><category term='reading'/><category term='fireworks'/><category term='Starbucks'/><category term='Jack and the Bean Stalk'/><category term='God'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='Lake Frierson'/><category term='Lake Norfork'/><category term='weenie roast'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='funny sayings'/><category term='Rodeo'/><category term='bio father'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='Kiley'/><category term='circus'/><category term='church'/><category term='Brandon Heath'/><category term='sacrifice'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='Father&apos;s Day'/><category term='painting'/><category term='Hot Springs'/><category term='button balls'/><category term='Elmo'/><category term='moving'/><category term='SHE'/><category term='McCain'/><category term='funny says'/><category term='Eko'/><category term='change'/><category term='laser tag'/><category term='volleyball'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='preschool'/><category term='school program'/><category term='Tom Lee Park'/><category term='Pumpkin Hollow'/><category term='Randomness'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='Carrie Underwood'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='Beale Street'/><category term='VBS'/><category term='friends'/><category term='bible study'/><category term='spiders'/><category term='build a bear'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='election'/><category term='Cellmates'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='crafty'/><category term='Chuck E. Cheese'/><category term='Memphis'/><category term='girls night out'/><category term='party'/><category term='music'/><category term='list for life'/><category term='Third Day'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='horse race'/><category term='Craighead Forest Park'/><category term='Fourth of July'/><category term='type case'/><category term='LOST'/><category term='scrapbooking'/><category term='winning'/><category term='discipline'/><category term='smoking'/><category term='play'/><category term='entertainment'/><category term='fishing'/><category term='purse'/><category term='vote'/><category term='Grossology'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='parade'/><category term='Elijah'/><category term='Casey'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Notes To Self</title><subtitle type='html'>Family life, daily thoughts, and the many moods of me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-2749996155574191947</id><published>2010-05-07T07:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T07:08:18.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elijahism</title><content type='html'>This morning E was sitting at the table eating pancakes. &amp;nbsp;I walked in the room and started dancing, clapping my hands and singing "It's Friday". &amp;nbsp;E looked up at me with a serious face and stated, "On American Idol THAT would not make it." &amp;nbsp;I then said, "did that not impress you?" &amp;nbsp;E's response, "Umm, No."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-2749996155574191947?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/2749996155574191947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2010/05/elijahism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2749996155574191947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2749996155574191947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2010/05/elijahism.html' title='Elijahism'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-4261840042002764729</id><published>2009-06-17T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:10:39.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><title type='text'>Elijahism</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago Elijah decided he wanted to have two cold pop tarts for dinner.&amp;nbsp; Of course, being the good mother that I am, I told him no.&amp;nbsp; He continued to argue and refused all suggestions for dinner.&amp;nbsp; After hearing enough, I sternly told him that he was not getting pop tarts for dinner, period.&amp;nbsp; He proceeded to burst out crying and went to his room.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; About five minutes later, I went into his room to check on him.&amp;nbsp; He was in his bed under the covers, crying.&amp;nbsp; I sat down on the edge of the bed.&amp;nbsp; He threw his hands in the air and said, "&lt;em&gt;After all the fun we have had in this family!&amp;nbsp; What did I do to deserve this?!&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-4261840042002764729?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/4261840042002764729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2009/06/elijahism.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4261840042002764729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4261840042002764729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2009/06/elijahism.html' title='Elijahism'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-4649644722936127005</id><published>2009-05-14T08:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T08:26:03.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny says'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>The dreaded note home</title><content type='html'>I know I really shouldn't let it bother me too bad.&amp;nbsp; It is only the second note home E has gotten in his almost two years of preschool.&amp;nbsp; But it is just something about your child misbehaving to the point of it being documented that takes the wind out of your sails.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, when I picked E up from school, I read his daily report his teacher sent home.&amp;nbsp; It stated that Elijah had his name removed from the sticker friend board for talking during classtime on a couple of occassions.&amp;nbsp; However, it went on the say that E corrected his behavior rather quickly and got his name back on the board.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sticker friend board--each morning all the kids start out with their names on the board.&amp;nbsp; Throughout the day, they are given a check mark when the teacher catches them being good.&amp;nbsp; Three checks in a day and they get a sticker on their chart.&amp;nbsp; Randomly throughout the chart, there are stars.&amp;nbsp; If they land on the star, they get to go to the treasure box.&amp;nbsp; On the flip side, if they are misbehaving, the can lose a check mark or the name from the board and have to earn it back.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, before we left the parking lot at school, I read E the note Mrs. Hillary sent home.&amp;nbsp; I told him that I was disaapointed in his behavior and that I expected him to be respectful to his teacher and other students.&amp;nbsp; He didn't say a word...just lowered his eyes and leaned his head against the car door.&amp;nbsp; We took off to mom's house.&amp;nbsp; About 10 minutes down the road, he said, "Mom, will it help if I say I am sorry?&amp;nbsp; You're pretty, mom. I just don't know what happened...I think my brain just got out of line!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-4649644722936127005?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/4649644722936127005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreaded-note-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4649644722936127005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4649644722936127005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreaded-note-home.html' title='The dreaded note home'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5424175673428533565</id><published>2009-04-23T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:53:15.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><title type='text'>Elijahism</title><content type='html'>Last night Elijah, Casey and I were leaving cell group when Elijah started in with knock knock jokes.&amp;nbsp; Here is what I heard....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah:&amp;nbsp; Knock Knock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; Who's there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casey: Come in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah:&amp;nbsp; Um, Casey...since you live in Paragould do you speak a different language or sumpin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-5424175673428533565?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/5424175673428533565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2009/04/elijahism.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5424175673428533565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5424175673428533565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2009/04/elijahism.html' title='Elijahism'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5631228182371253537</id><published>2009-03-27T22:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T12:50:49.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='build a bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><title type='text'>Elijah's 5th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SdOnKc7fDTI/AAAAAAAADQE/9_yQYLSF1Ik/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319779382860909874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SdOnKc7fDTI/AAAAAAAADQE/9_yQYLSF1Ik/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319779968339828706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SdOnsiAiX-I/AAAAAAAADQU/YHZuzv5Vko8/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319779980650056130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SdOntP3hicI/AAAAAAAADQc/-BynuMhWjTg/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319779381421356882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SdOnKXkRN1I/AAAAAAAADQM/-TnF0vT6KxU/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SdOk1GbwdhI/AAAAAAAADPc/reZo0blI8Cs/s400/433.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SdOlNYHCW9I/AAAAAAAADP0/jDaEmxvzGEQ/s1600-h/436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319777234083535826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SdOlNYHCW9I/AAAAAAAADP0/jDaEmxvzGEQ/s400/436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319776819290587202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SdOk1O4sQEI/AAAAAAAADPk/y4-j8lfHbag/s400/435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319777234696647250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SdOlNaZNslI/AAAAAAAADPs/_f9BadTSY3E/s400/448.JPG" border="0" /&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/15094322-2596727782087994240?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/2596727782087994240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2009/03/third-daybrandon-heathrevive-concert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2596727782087994240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2596727782087994240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2009/03/third-daybrandon-heathrevive-concert.html' title='Third Day/Brandon Heath/Revive Concert'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SdOk1GbwdhI/AAAAAAAADPc/reZo0blI8Cs/s72-c/433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6202581246094055341</id><published>2008-12-22T12:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:40:56.403-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Elijahisms</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As we are driving down the road the other day, out of the blue Elijah says, "Mom, you’re pretty! You are as pretty as a cow!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gee, thanks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car turn signal is known as a "click clocker" which he is constantly reminding me to use when I fail to use it properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Playing pretend power rangers the other night, I had to take a break. I sat down on the couch and he didn't like that too well. Exasperated, he threw his hands in the air and said, "Come on old woman! Get up and fight!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/15094322-6202581246094055341?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6202581246094055341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/12/elijahisms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6202581246094055341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6202581246094055341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/12/elijahisms.html' title='Elijahisms'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-3337209429045133718</id><published>2008-12-15T09:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:08:23.694-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Feels like chaos</title><content type='html'>I have sorta been MIA in the blogosphere for awhile now.&amp;nbsp; Much has been going on in my life, but the time wasn't right to lay it out there.&amp;nbsp; I sit here this morning with so many thoughts going through my mind.&amp;nbsp; I will apologize in advance, to the few readers I do have, for this will probably be all over the place.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With that in mind, here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer SINGLE!&amp;nbsp; Can you believe it?!&amp;nbsp; Yea, I can hardly believe it myself.&amp;nbsp; It still seems surreal at times.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What an amazing man God has put in our life.&amp;nbsp; Through him, God has revealed to me areas of my life that need attention.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to the realization that I am a greedy person.&amp;nbsp; I have known I had a problem for quite some time.&amp;nbsp; However, it wasn't until sitting in church yesterday that I finally put two and two together.&amp;nbsp; Ask anyone that has ever been in my home, and more than likely they will tell you I have too much stuff.&amp;nbsp; My house is in a state of constant clutter, because I do not have room for everything I have.&amp;nbsp; As a matter of fact, yesterday morning as I was trying to get ready for church, I had a mini-melt down.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Because there were so many clothes piled that I could not find the one particular shirt I wanted to wear.&amp;nbsp; But the over abundance of stuff doesn't end with clothes.&amp;nbsp; It's dishes, it's blankets, it's hair products, it's cleaning supplies.&amp;nbsp; You name it.&amp;nbsp; I probably have way more than plenty.&amp;nbsp; Why???&amp;nbsp; I really wish I knew.&amp;nbsp; So, this week I am going to begin the process, and it will be a loooong process, of purging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past couple of months I have been torn up over a relationship that seriously needs attention.&amp;nbsp; I have hurt people and have been too prideful to admit I was in the wrong.&amp;nbsp; I took a step this morning, in hopes of rectifying the situation.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk a lot of talk, but rarely walk the walk.&amp;nbsp; I am a smoker-cigarettes that is.&amp;nbsp; A disgusting habit that I have dealt with for the past 18 years of my life.&amp;nbsp; Wow!&amp;nbsp; 18 years.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Several months ago I really started struggling with this issue.&amp;nbsp; I felt conviction about smoking.&amp;nbsp; I did nothing about it.&amp;nbsp; I told several people, hoping that if I "outed" myself, they would guilt me into quitting and hold me accountable for my actions.&amp;nbsp; The majority did not-those who did, well I got mad at.&amp;nbsp; Now that I am dating this wonderful man God has sent me :)...the issue has came up again.&amp;nbsp; He cannot stand smoking.&amp;nbsp; He wants me to quit-not for him, but for myself.&amp;nbsp; I have told him I will.&amp;nbsp; This has been going on for almost two months now.&amp;nbsp; Currently, he is at the point of "put up or shut up".&amp;nbsp; I don't blame him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would be too.&amp;nbsp; I am constantly making excuses of why it isn't the right time to quit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these things require sacrifice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice of my time&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificing&amp;nbsp;my comfort&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice of my pride&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificing&amp;nbsp;my possessions&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificing&amp;nbsp;my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are sacrifices I must make for the greater good.&amp;nbsp; These are sacrificing I am willing to make.&amp;nbsp; I want to live a life that is pleasing to God.&amp;nbsp; It is time for me to start anew.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the world has broken me down, your love sets me free.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-3337209429045133718?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/3337209429045133718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/12/feels-like-chaos.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3337209429045133718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3337209429045133718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/12/feels-like-chaos.html' title='Feels like chaos'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-925179882530423334</id><published>2008-12-03T15:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:57:57.322-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Days of December</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/STb7g-JhY3I/AAAAAAAADM8/hGk1UuJooDw/s400/100_3245.JPG" border="0" lh="true" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elijah singing Jingle Bells&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SULBz2vsmVI/AAAAAAAADNk/UQshPCET2lM/s1600-h/100_3269.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SULBz2vsmVI/AAAAAAAADNk/UQshPCET2lM/s400/100_3269.JPG" border="0" gi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me, Casey and Elijah at the parade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; 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TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/STb8Nh9AXcI/AAAAAAAADNM/vVU76pT5ET4/s1600-h/100_3264.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/STb8Nh9AXcI/AAAAAAAADNM/vVU76pT5ET4/s400/100_3264.JPG" border="0" lh="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the Paragould Parade last night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-925179882530423334?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/925179882530423334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/12/days-of-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/925179882530423334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/925179882530423334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/12/days-of-december.html' title='Days of December'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/STb7g-JhY3I/AAAAAAAADM8/hGk1UuJooDw/s72-c/100_3245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6143475249679397677</id><published>2008-11-18T23:06:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:43:15.469-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><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='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bio father'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>Something I have never been good at. I have always been one of those people who hold grudges and will trudge up old conflict at a moment's notice. Lovely quality to have, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270796654152014434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SSWhoY4MWmI/AAAAAAAADM0/LQZu3E3vsbE/s400/cross.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My outlook on forgiveness changed when I accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior in 2003. At the time, I didn't believe it possible for change. I knew in order to be forgiven, I must forgive. However, I made excuses to myself and God. Saying this such as, "but you don't understand how bad this person hurt me" and "he is evil and doesn't deserve forgiveness". Though I never consciously said it, I pretty much thought "forgiveness is NOT possible for me". Even as recently as a year ago, I was struggling with some major issues in this area. Of course, I didn't realize it at the time. I thought I had let go of a lot of hurt and anger towards my biological father. It wasn't until I was sharing in cell group one night about how I searched the obits daily hoping to find my father's name. It was really at that moment, when I spoke those words, that I knew I had not forgiven him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few months later, I went through a 12-week bible study with Rachel from church. The night I got my book, I flipped through to see what all we would be covering. When I got to the forgiveness chapter, I slammed the book shut. I remember thinking, "well, I will surely find a reason to be too busy to do my study that week." And as you can imagine, something did come up. I do not think we met for bible study that week. Or we may have and I just pushed it out of my mind. Whatever the case, I know I only half-heartedly worked on that week's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks later, I felt so convicted about it. I got out of bed about midnight one night and set down and started the study. I worked on it for about two hours that night. After I put my books away and was crawling in bed, I burst into tears. I dropped to my knees and asked God for forgiveness. I knew what I had to do. It took me many years to wrap my mind around the fact that forgiveness is an act and not a feeling. That night I let go of all the resentment and bitterness I had carried with me my whole life. I forgave my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I was notified by a couple of people that they believed my father had died. Details were non-existent, so the search began. I had not spoken to him since 2003. I contacted many agencies that day and got no where. I was amazed just how hard it is to get information these days. The only concrete information I had was his last known place of employment. I contacted them and let them know the situation. They would not give me any information but offered to take a message, which I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent last weekend thinking about the sort of things many of us do when someone passes. Regrets. Things we wished we would have said or things we could have done differently. The only regret I had was not letting my father know I had forgiven him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five days went by and nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday afternoon, as I walked in the door after a long day at work, my phone rang. When I answered, the voice on the other end was my father. I wish I could tell you that we had a conversation full of I love you's and I'm sorries, but we did not. He is still the same man I have known my whole life. Disconnected. A loner. But, I can tell you that I got the opportunity to tell him what God has done in my life. And that because of Him, I was able to forgive him. I don't know what, if any, impact that had on my father. I will probably never know. However, I am blessed beyond measure for that short 8 minute phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/15094322-6143475249679397677?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6143475249679397677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/11/forgiveness.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6143475249679397677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6143475249679397677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/11/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SSWhoY4MWmI/AAAAAAAADM0/LQZu3E3vsbE/s72-c/cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-2642722552902173325</id><published>2008-11-05T09:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:26:24.816-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presidential Election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McCain'/><title type='text'>Elijahism and Politics</title><content type='html'>Last night when I picked Elijah up he handed me his paper's from school.&amp;nbsp; He said, "Mom, I voted today!"&amp;nbsp; I asked him where he voted and he said at school.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't really sure what he was voting on, so I asked who he voted for.&amp;nbsp; He said, "John McCain!"&amp;nbsp; I shreeked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when we woke up, Obama was on tv giving his victory speech.&amp;nbsp; Elijah asked if that was Obama.&amp;nbsp; I told him that is was and that he had won the presidential election.&amp;nbsp; Elijah began to cry his little eyes out.&amp;nbsp; Stating he was so mad because he wanted John McCain to win.&amp;nbsp; Then he pointed his finger at me and told me it was all my fault and that I should have voted for McCain.&amp;nbsp; This went on for about 5 minutes.&amp;nbsp; I finally made him get up to go eat some breakfast.&amp;nbsp; He said he couldn't eat right now because he was so mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-2642722552902173325?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/2642722552902173325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/11/elijahism-and-politics.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2642722552902173325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2642722552902173325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/11/elijahism-and-politics.html' title='Elijahism and Politics'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6649030517560259936</id><published>2008-11-03T11:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:40:25.787-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQ86hmzubZI/AAAAAAAADLw/4PQpUl0aLHI/s1600-h/n667919552_1551726_8416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" jf="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQ86hmzubZI/AAAAAAAADLw/cLMu4vhyapY/s400-R/n667919552_1551726_8416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend, we attended a Halloween party at Chris and Karman's.&amp;nbsp; First off let me say, Karman is much more of a woman than I.&amp;nbsp; I think there were upwards of at least 50 kids in attendance.&amp;nbsp; I would be pulling hairs out of my head, one by one.&amp;nbsp; They had tons of activities for the kiddos to do and Elijah had a blast.&amp;nbsp; Karman's twins, Chase and Chance, had a costume contest and Elijah won 1st place with his green power ranger costume!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQ9A7yDDJ3I/AAAAAAAADL4/ACb-fQKkU54/s1600-h/Saraya+and+Elijah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" jf="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQ9A7yDDJ3I/AAAAAAAADL4/TtDF1wf2Tyc/s400-R/Saraya+and+Elijah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Halloween night we went to the Hewitt's.&amp;nbsp; They have a great neighborhood for trick or treating and I think the kids enjoy having friends along to join in the fun.&amp;nbsp; About 10 minutes before walking out the door, Elijah decided he wanted to be Tony Stewart again this year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; 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/15094322-6649030517560259936?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6649030517560259936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6649030517560259936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6649030517560259936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQ86hmzubZI/AAAAAAAADLw/cLMu4vhyapY/s72-Rc/n667919552_1551726_8416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-7425027903729650938</id><published>2008-10-30T10:00:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:02:14.616-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grossology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exhibit'/><title type='text'>Ewww...gross!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQnUCMZuxOI/AAAAAAAADLY/UH2J7ySmOO8/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" jf="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQnUCMZuxOI/AAAAAAAADLY/_xPJ4i8ltPI/s400-R/of%3D50,590,393.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Saturday we attended the Grossology Exhibit at ASU. We met up with the Allens, Hewitts and Quintanas. It was rather interesting. We got to learn all about toots, poots, burps and all kinds of smellies. The kids love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQnUE5A8rMI/AAAAAAAADLg/QAA8hbI2C48/s1600-h/of%3D50,295,442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" jf="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQnUE5A8rMI/AAAAAAAADLg/2kRqx5EuRp8/s200-R/of%3D50,295,442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQnYLjGOcII/AAAAAAAADLo/_BFkKOIe91I/s1600-h/of%3D50,295,442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" jf="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQnYLjGOcII/AAAAAAAADLo/VKqcQBLih6A/s200-R/of%3D50,295,442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-7425027903729650938?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/7425027903729650938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/ewwwgross.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7425027903729650938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7425027903729650938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/ewwwgross.html' title='Ewww...gross!'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQnUCMZuxOI/AAAAAAAADLY/_xPJ4i8ltPI/s72-Rc/of%3D50,590,393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-3486745927618279789</id><published>2008-10-28T03:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:02:57.871-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Big Town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrie Underwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Carrie Underwood &amp; LBT Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQnHMa90uKI/AAAAAAAADK4/IrSAWmpr_rM/s1600-h/Carrie%2520Underwood%2520concert%2520006%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" jf="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQnHMa90uKI/AAAAAAAADK4/BUerhdJyg0E/s400-R/Carrie%2520Underwood%2520concert%2520006%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Monday&amp;nbsp;night I attended the Carrie Underwood/ Little Big Town Concert at the ASU Convo with two very dear friends, Kara and Dana. We had a blast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQnHWtMROHI/AAAAAAAADLA/XtrQFGaQI7o/s1600-h/Carrie%2520Underwood%2520concert%2520030%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" jf="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQnHWtMROHI/AAAAAAAADLA/qyE5bAynddk/s400-R/Carrie%2520Underwood%2520concert%2520030%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And no, we did not attend in the year 2036.&amp;nbsp; Kara is just a tad technologically challenged.&amp;nbsp; We still love her though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQbLEakQTSI/AAAAAAAADKw/Hys3KF20jSE/s1600-h/n667919552_1536662_287.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" jf="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQbLEakQTSI/AAAAAAAADKw/ll7SIsi6XBQ/s400-R/n667919552_1536662_287.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-3486745927618279789?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/3486745927618279789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/carrie-underwood-lbt-concert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3486745927618279789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3486745927618279789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/carrie-underwood-lbt-concert.html' title='Carrie Underwood &amp; LBT Concert'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQnHMa90uKI/AAAAAAAADK4/BUerhdJyg0E/s72-Rc/Carrie%2520Underwood%2520concert%2520006%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6728022342114202128</id><published>2008-10-24T23:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:07:25.587-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Things that make you go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;hmmm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQbJ8pVRwPI/AAAAAAAADKg/EeNz0tH3krU/s1600-h/les+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" jf="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQbJ8pVRwPI/AAAAAAAADKg/h8GxFZkz5Wc/s400-R/les+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-6728022342114202128?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6728022342114202128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/things-that-make-you-go.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6728022342114202128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6728022342114202128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/things-that-make-you-go.html' title='Things that make you go...'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SQbJ8pVRwPI/AAAAAAAADKg/h8GxFZkz5Wc/s72-Rc/les+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6810019311636662792</id><published>2008-10-19T14:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T15:11:52.953-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4-wheeler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cellmates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Fall Festivities</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, E and I spent the evening at the Hewitt's eating fondue and carving pumpkins.  The cheese fondue was a new recipe for Dana and I have to say, it was looking pretty scary!  Much to our surprise, it tasted great, albeit a tad lumpy :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuQGh7huzI/AAAAAAAADJc/GON4LsfsZc8/s1600-h/100_3131.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuQGh7huzI/AAAAAAAADJc/g3yCmuaW6cI/s400-R/100_3131.jpg" border="0" xd="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Wednesday at cell, all the women worked on our bowling game for the upcoming fall festival.  It was good times, as usual.  Lots of laughs with some great women.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuTFzwH9qI/AAAAAAAADKM/xxegAuA4tRE/s1600-h/fall+festival+002.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuTFzwH9qI/AAAAAAAADKM/MUEJxbOy4xo/s400-R/fall+festival+002.jpg" border="0" xd="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuTT29lhzI/AAAAAAAADKU/WBtN6P7qwz0/s1600-h/fall+festival+007.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuTT29lhzI/AAAAAAAADKU/Ir-3sKDO_2w/s400-R/fall+festival+007.jpg" border="0" xd="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Yesterday we attended the Crossroads Fall Festival at the Hillis'.  My sister-in-law (no, they are not married but I consider her as such) and my niece came with us.  It was a great day to spend with some awesome friends.  I was a last minute judge for the chili cook-off!  Elijah and Kiley really enjoyed themselves.  Big hits of the day were the apple bobbing (I think he got five), paintball target shooting, and the train rides.  Elijah decided he wanted to get his hair colored...green.  It was pretty cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuRGHhoZdI/AAAAAAAADJk/2IwYOdPK-Cw/s1600-h/n667919552_1494910_96.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuRGHhoZdI/AAAAAAAADJk/5XC2tuYU1wI/s400-R/n667919552_1494910_96.jpg" border="0" xd="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuRQLFgJRI/AAAAAAAADJ0/sVU0jazmx6M/s1600-h/100_3149.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuRQLFgJRI/AAAAAAAADJ0/efAcyrC7psI/s400-R/100_3149.jpg" border="0" xd="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuRNrRyDWI/AAAAAAAADJs/lEqZQ0Xtjm8/s1600-h/100_3140.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuRNrRyDWI/AAAAAAAADJs/JWeJF1lbkDA/s400-R/100_3140.jpg" border="0" xd="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;After church today, we headed out to mom's to do a little four-wheeler riding.  Elijah's Papa just purchased him, yet another, four-wheeler.  They are spoiling the child rotten!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuSDzcUzUI/AAAAAAAADJ8/3_C2Fwxy6QY/s1600-h/100_3165.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuSDzcUzUI/AAAAAAAADJ8/m-GHHApENgo/s400-R/100_3165.jpg" border="0" xd="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-6810019311636662792?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6810019311636662792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-festivities.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6810019311636662792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6810019311636662792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-festivities.html' title='Fall Festivities'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SPuQGh7huzI/AAAAAAAADJc/g3yCmuaW6cI/s72-Rc/100_3131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6795371332264615757</id><published>2008-10-07T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:29:13.360-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Elijahism</title><content type='html'>Last night we kept Grady for a few hours.&amp;nbsp; As Grady was getting ready to leave, he bent down and gave Elijah a hug and a kiss on the cheek.&amp;nbsp; Elijah sprang up, with his stubby finger pointed in the air, and said, "Thank you, Grady, but I really like kisses from girls better!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, son.&amp;nbsp; You just made your mama real proud :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-6795371332264615757?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6795371332264615757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/elijahism_07.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6795371332264615757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6795371332264615757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/elijahism_07.html' title='Elijahism'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5242710824451229204</id><published>2008-10-07T07:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:51:27.261-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randomness'/><title type='text'>Tagged by H.T.</title><content type='html'>Here are seven random facts about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a knack for remembering phone numbers, birthdays and anniversaries.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have no idea how much I currently weigh and I'm not so sure I even care!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I collect shoes, purses and sunglasses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I make lots of lists.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nicknames from my bosses: Gold Dust Woman, Bubbles, Foxy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have had 13 employers in my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am addicted to Ebay!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Okay, I now tag &lt;a href="http://thewakezone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://thepierceboys.blogspot.com/"&gt;Annie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mrsladavisjr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kara&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://purpleteacup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Purple Teacup&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://the-dobson-family.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://loraleelaubach.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lora&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-5242710824451229204?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/5242710824451229204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-by-ht.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5242710824451229204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5242710824451229204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-by-ht.html' title='Tagged by H.T.'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-1975708526689022289</id><published>2008-10-06T09:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T09:25:12.233-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Elijahism</title><content type='html'>Elijah just has a way of making me laugh, even at the most inappropriate times.  Like when he is in trouble, or when he gets hurt, or when we are talking about something as serious as say, good touch/bad touch.  Part of it is due to an uncontrollable reaction to laugh during serious or stressful situations.  The other is due to how amusing Elijah can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were having a good touch/bad touch kind of talk.  One that we have had many times before, but I like to put in a little reenforcement on occassion.  I made mention of his "private parts" and he quickly replied "what is that?"  I am thinking, &lt;em&gt;WHAT?!  How many times have we discussed this?!&lt;/em&gt;  Then I realize I have never referred to his genitalia as such.  I have always just called them by there technical name.  And I bust out laughing.  It really wasn't that funny.  However, the laughter was uncontrollable.  This makes Elijah very angry.  To which he says in a very angry tone while cupping one hand over my mouth, "&lt;strong&gt;MOM, put your teeth back in your mouth!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;"  I completely lost it at this point.  I think that is, by far, the funniest thing I have heard him say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-1975708526689022289?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/1975708526689022289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/elijahism.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1975708526689022289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1975708526689022289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/elijahism.html' title='Elijahism'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8517111972110693933</id><published>2008-10-01T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:12:00.402-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy 60th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday was spent throwing a birthday bash for our Grandma Willene.&amp;nbsp; After church, we headed to Imboden.&amp;nbsp; It was just the perfect weather for an outside get together.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SOOtwPiu2II/AAAAAAAAC60/uS1Nr_TMbOE/s1600-h/100_3108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dd="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SOOtwPiu2II/AAAAAAAAC60/bmT0Ckron6g/s400-R/100_3108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Kiley, Grandma and Elijah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-8517111972110693933?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8517111972110693933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-60th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8517111972110693933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8517111972110693933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-60th-birthday.html' title='Happy 60th Birthday!'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SOOtwPiu2II/AAAAAAAAC60/bmT0Ckron6g/s72-Rc/100_3108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-2348759719661054075</id><published>2008-09-28T08:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T09:01:32.550-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weenie roast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayride'/><title type='text'>Fall is near</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;Elijah attended a hayride and weenie roast with some great neighbor friends last night.  Unfortunately, I couldn't go because I have been sick (coughing, sore throat, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nausea&lt;/span&gt; and dizziness).  Mom and Ronnie took him and reported that he had a blast!  Fall is my favorite season and I love of the fall time activities.  I was bummed because I had to miss out on all the fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SN-M-y7ee9I/AAAAAAAAC6M/oNnam-fBKuU/s1600-h/102_0788.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SN-M-y7ee9I/AAAAAAAAC6M/3YJQNWOH5CI/s400-R/102_0788.jpg" border="0" dd="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;In other news, Elijah woke up at midnight crying with an earache.  We were up for three and a half hours before we finally got the pain under control.  Oddly, he doesn't even remember any of it.  That is a blessing.  And I am feeling better today, though I am now on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;antibiotics&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;steroids&lt;/span&gt; for my spider bite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-2348759719661054075?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/2348759719661054075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall-is-near.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2348759719661054075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2348759719661054075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall-is-near.html' title='Fall is near'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SN-M-y7ee9I/AAAAAAAAC6M/3YJQNWOH5CI/s72-Rc/102_0788.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8337474390951055208</id><published>2008-09-20T19:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T08:28:08.972-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lake Norfork'/><title type='text'>Much needed vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SN-E0W_JENI/AAAAAAAAC5s/g0UZUFN4kWE/s1600-h/102_0732.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dd="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SN-E0W_JENI/AAAAAAAAC5s/e1qDcEe7_sg/s400-R/102_0732.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SN-E3w59N2I/AAAAAAAAC58/Xvuj6AlO26Q/s1600-h/102_0774.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dd="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SN-E3w59N2I/AAAAAAAAC58/Iim3zyJPMEc/s400-R/102_0774.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well, I'm officially on vacation and lovin' it.&amp;nbsp; I haven't technically went on a vacation since 2000 or 2001.&amp;nbsp; So, I am enjoying every minute of it.&amp;nbsp; Elijah, Mom, Ronnie and myself are spending six days at a cabin at Lake Norfork.&amp;nbsp; It has been quite relaxing--lots of fishing and lots of lounging on the pontoon.&amp;nbsp; Elijah convinced me to get in the pool yesterday and it was frigid!&amp;nbsp; Of course, it didn't phase him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SN-E2d2rJSI/AAAAAAAAC50/dAHALaLY2M8/s1600-h/102_0763.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dd="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SN-E2d2rJSI/AAAAAAAAC50/0xSWa2FHYu4/s320-R/102_0763.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SN-E5JHQwlI/AAAAAAAAC6E/Hm2wlQaX2cE/s1600-h/102_0781.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dd="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SN-E5JHQwlI/AAAAAAAAC6E/jeuLVFH1HwU/s320-R/102_0781.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Earlier this afternoon we were fishing at the boat dock when I suddenly felt a horrible burning on my upper right arm.&amp;nbsp; I looked and had what appeared to be two punture marks.&amp;nbsp; Within ten seconds my arm started to swell and turn red.&amp;nbsp; It was like I had been set on fire.&amp;nbsp; Not long after that I felt something crawling up my back.&amp;nbsp; I shook my shirt out and found the source.&amp;nbsp; A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BIG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; black fuzzy scary spider.&amp;nbsp; It's now about two and half hours later and my arm is still red and&amp;nbsp;still throbbing.&amp;nbsp; I took a Benedral and am hoping it will get better soon.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;While I am thoroughly enjoying the break and spending time with the family, I definitely am &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; a country girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-8337474390951055208?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8337474390951055208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/09/much-needed-vacation.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8337474390951055208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8337474390951055208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/09/much-needed-vacation.html' title='Much needed vacation'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SN-E0W_JENI/AAAAAAAAC5s/e1qDcEe7_sg/s72-Rc/102_0732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8910313536115867346</id><published>2008-09-09T22:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:49:32.114-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Sad Goodbyes</title><content type='html'>Just got home from a night out with the girls. My dear friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;, will be moving at the end of the week to Georgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; and I met four years ago when I began working at the Women's Crisis Center. She works for a counseling agency in town and she has been the sole provider of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;therapeutic&lt;/span&gt; needs for our clients for six years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244240613560088210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMdJDYfs9pI/AAAAAAAACIQ/DuVS2VOMOm0/s400/100_3023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was drawn to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; from the moment I met her. She exudes kindness. The kind of person that intrigues you and makes you want to know more. We became fast friends and over the years our friendship has flourished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impact she has made on me will never be forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-8910313536115867346?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8910313536115867346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/09/sad-goodbyes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8910313536115867346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8910313536115867346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/09/sad-goodbyes.html' title='Sad Goodbyes'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMdJDYfs9pI/AAAAAAAACIQ/DuVS2VOMOm0/s72-c/100_3023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-2823075477199526901</id><published>2008-09-08T20:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:46:28.120-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Elijahisms</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The other day driving home from school Elijah said, "when I grow up I want to work with big trucks like Papa." To which I replied, "that is great honey. You can do or be anything you want to be." After several minutes of silence he said, "and mom, will you color my hair gray like Papa?" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Driving to Nawna and Papa's last weekend we past the cemetary on Airport Road. Elijah asked if that was where his Grandma Frieda was buried. I told him it was not. He then stated that even though Grandma had died, she was now in heaven with God. He talked about how she was no longer in pain and could get out of bed. Then he asked if God had beds for those who went to heaven. I told him I am sure He did. Then he wanted to know what kind of beds. I told him that everyone's was probably different but I imagine they are the most magnificent beds ever. Then he said "mom, do you think when I get to heaven my bed will hold 21 people?" I laughed. Obviously peeved by my laugh he said, "WHAT? I know 21 people!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-2823075477199526901?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/2823075477199526901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/09/elijahism_08.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2823075477199526901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2823075477199526901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/09/elijahism_08.html' title='Elijahisms'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-3013444212632884555</id><published>2008-09-08T20:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:43:50.833-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craighead Forest Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Afternoon at the park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXUgwN6pyI/AAAAAAAACIE/_aQUYWtGu-4/s1600-h/100_3003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243831000306984738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXUgwN6pyI/AAAAAAAACIE/_aQUYWtGu-4/s400/100_3003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church yesterday, we ate lunch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fugi's&lt;/span&gt; with some great friends. Then Lacy and I took the kids to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Craighead&lt;/span&gt; Forest Park to let them burn some energy. Grady and Elijah had a blast! Lacy, Lucas and I tried to stay in the shade and catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243829353391518594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXTA4-q84I/AAAAAAAACH8/BCaddPuRXb4/s400/100_3016.jpg" border="0" /&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/15094322-3013444212632884555?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/3013444212632884555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/09/afternoon-at-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3013444212632884555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3013444212632884555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/09/afternoon-at-park.html' title='Afternoon at the park'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXUgwN6pyI/AAAAAAAACIE/_aQUYWtGu-4/s72-c/100_3003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-7717467494847695809</id><published>2008-09-01T15:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:16:23.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Elijahism</title><content type='html'>Eljiah came home from his Nawna's and stated, "Mom, sharky died.&amp;nbsp; Sharky died and he was my bestest friend.&amp;nbsp; We buried him in the toilet.&amp;nbsp; We bought four more fish and an algae eater.&amp;nbsp; When the next fish dies, I am gonna tell Nawna instead of flushing it down the toilet to throw it out in the yard.&amp;nbsp; That way me and Papa can mow them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-7717467494847695809?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/7717467494847695809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/09/elijahism.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7717467494847695809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7717467494847695809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/09/elijahism.html' title='Elijahism'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-4433438493459290133</id><published>2008-08-29T10:55:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:42:28.499-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>Eight is enough!</title><content type='html'>I am the first to admit that I do not engage in political discussions outside my party. I cannot because my mind cannot wrap its self around Republican thinking. I end up loosing my cool and it can have negative consequences on my relationships. It's funny, because this is the only topic of conversation I can think of that I will not debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239977528990121954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SLgjzM58P-I/AAAAAAAACHU/oI9axvG7-70/s400/obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I have been watching the Democratic Convention this week, and I am pumped about this year's election. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; believe if our country is going to see a turn around, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; is the only one on the ticket that is going to bring that change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239977157834150914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SLgjdmPdlAI/AAAAAAAACHM/yGWt71j0c8c/s400/obama%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regardless of who you are in favor of, please exercise your freedom to vote come November 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2008.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-4433438493459290133?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/4433438493459290133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/08/eight-is-enough.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4433438493459290133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4433438493459290133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/08/eight-is-enough.html' title='Eight is enough!'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SLgjzM58P-I/AAAAAAAACHU/oI9axvG7-70/s72-c/obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-3681218203679151161</id><published>2008-08-23T23:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:48:51.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls night out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laser tag'/><title type='text'>The competition</title><content type='html'>Some friends from church got together tonight for dinner and a little laser tag. We ate at McAllister's and then headed over to Gallactic Hurricane. We had an odd number of people, so one team was clearly going to have a disadvantage. That would be my team. However, we won the first game 295-260. It was quickly decided that we should play again, this time switching sides while keeping the same teammates. Game on. Each team got an addition to our group by way of two 12 year olds. This time around everyone seemed to find their groove (well most everyone) and the numbers were alittle better, though we did lose...400-440.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SLDrknlmDNI/AAAAAAAACEs/dH5Id_hab_4/s1600-h/Collage4.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SLDrknlmDNI/AAAAAAAACEs/jV3P7q0BJIY/s400-R/Collage4.jpg" border="0" fd="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'll not name names, someone has already challenged to a rematch. This certain someone was none too happy with her performance and her standing in the laser tag community is seriously jeapordized. I say...bring it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-3681218203679151161?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/3681218203679151161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/08/competition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3681218203679151161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3681218203679151161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/08/competition.html' title='The competition'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SLDrknlmDNI/AAAAAAAACEs/jV3P7q0BJIY/s72-Rc/Collage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-4607672607814602332</id><published>2008-08-20T11:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:37:50.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elmo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><title type='text'>Elmo Makes Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SKxICg9jTxI/AAAAAAAACD0/T1G4mTDbuuc/s1600-h/100_2986_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236639674770083602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SKxICg9jTxI/AAAAAAAACD0/T1G4mTDbuuc/s320/100_2986_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to see Elmo Makes Music at the Convo last night. Neither of us were as impressed with it as we were a couple years ago when Elmo came to town. Up until intermission Elijah kept asking "when is it going to start?" Not a good sign. Elijah seemed to enjoy the second half a little better after I encouraged him to get up and dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236639893657871042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SKxIPQYd4sI/AAAAAAAACD8/xRuU2_ArWvI/s320/100_2990_edited.jpg" border="0" /&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/15094322-4607672607814602332?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/4607672607814602332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/08/elmo-makes-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4607672607814602332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4607672607814602332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/08/elmo-makes-music.html' title='Elmo Makes Music'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SKxICg9jTxI/AAAAAAAACD0/T1G4mTDbuuc/s72-c/100_2986_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-3856918938041765718</id><published>2008-08-20T11:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:14:37.152-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Elijahism</title><content type='html'>A couple nights ago I was trying on some clothes to take with me on vacation.&amp;nbsp; I had wrapped one of those black flowy sarongs around my waist and walked out into the living room.&amp;nbsp; Elijah looked up and gasped.&amp;nbsp; He said, "ahhhhhh....mom you look so fancy!&amp;nbsp; I love your fancy pants.&amp;nbsp; Let's dance!!!!"&amp;nbsp; He immediately ran over and turned the Doodlebops on and we had to boogie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-3856918938041765718?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/3856918938041765718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/08/elijahism_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3856918938041765718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3856918938041765718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/08/elijahism_20.html' title='Elijahism'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-7168363925667898003</id><published>2008-08-03T14:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T14:52:09.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VBS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Elijahism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One night last week at VBS, Elijah wanted me to take him to the bathroom. That usually means one thing...gotta do #2 :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We went into the men's room and shut the door. Elijah asked that I give him some privacy, so I turned around and stood in the corner facing the wall. Then Elijah says, "Mom, will you sing 'Twinkle, twinkle little star?'" I nearly lost it. It took all I had not to burst out in laughter. I thought to my self, there is NO way I can serenade this child while he is taking a dump. But I did as any good mother would do and sung the lovely little tune.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the end of service at church today, all the kids took the stage to sing a couple of the songs they learned at VBS. I could tell Elijah was uneasy being on the stage. He was doing pretty good at participating until Steve shoved the microphone in his face. Elijah immediately froze up. Several minutes later, Lewis turned to me laughing his head off because Elijah was standing there like a deer in headlights. He still would not move. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the way home, I asked Elijah why he was so shy up on stage. He stated, "I don't like to be on stage. Mom, well you know, I'm not a people person. I am Elijah. I am just Elijah and I don't have to be on stage to be me."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;What will he think of next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-7168363925667898003?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/7168363925667898003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/08/elijahism.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7168363925667898003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7168363925667898003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/08/elijahism.html' title='Elijahism'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5927465515750582567</id><published>2008-07-31T14:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:01:16.785-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Elijahism</title><content type='html'>Driving to school this morning all was calm while sitting at the stoplight.  Out of nowhere Elijah bursts out in laughter.  I, too, began to laugh and asked him what was soo funny.  He said, " Mom, you hair looks crazy!!!  Did you forgot to turn your burner (chi flat iron) on and pull (straighten) it?!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-5927465515750582567?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/5927465515750582567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/elijahism.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5927465515750582567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5927465515750582567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/elijahism.html' title='Elijahism'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6951483579286986589</id><published>2008-07-30T09:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:34.737-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='button balls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrapbooking'/><title type='text'>Yup.  I hit the motherload!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SJB4qrkKpJI/AAAAAAAACCU/7tyEohpEjmA/s1600-h/100_2949_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228811842021401746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SJB4qrkKpJI/AAAAAAAACCU/7tyEohpEjmA/s400/100_2949_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you say if I told you that all this could be yours for $20? You would think I was &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;crazazy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But, that is what happened to me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my dear friend, Misty, had Elijah and I over Saturday night. We had went out to eat at Lazarri's then headed back to let the kiddos play. Misty has been purging her scrapbook supplies in preparation for the scrapbooking retreat( which sadly I won't be attending). I was giddy at all the goodies she was getting rid of. So much of this stuff was never even opened. You can't tell from the picture, but I would say there is a stack of at least 200 pattern 12x12 paper there. Don't worry ladies, I did not take it all. She still has a bunch of stuff left to bring to the retreat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks, Misty! Not only for your extreme generousity but for being a wonderful friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these, my friends, are button balls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SJB4q5xcdvI/AAAAAAAACCc/9rHt-Nt7QBk/s1600-h/100_2951_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228811845835192050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SJB4q5xcdvI/AAAAAAAACCc/9rHt-Nt7QBk/s400/100_2951_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michele got a good laugh at my artistic abilities. None the less, I love 'em and intend to proudly display them in my scrapbook room (that I currently do not have) someday.&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/15094322-6951483579286986589?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6951483579286986589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/yup-i-hit-motherload.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6951483579286986589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6951483579286986589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/yup-i-hit-motherload.html' title='Yup.  I hit the motherload!'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SJB4qrkKpJI/AAAAAAAACCU/7tyEohpEjmA/s72-c/100_2949_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5073957808898765312</id><published>2008-07-26T16:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:18:22.310-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Elijahisms</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elijah: Mom, are you going the speed lemon?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While pretending to be a Ninja Turtle...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elijah: I can beat any adversary that comes my way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom and myself: Spewing coke out the nose and laughing hysterically.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eiijah: Wanna play tip-tap-toe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-5073957808898765312?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/5073957808898765312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/elijahisms_26.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5073957808898765312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5073957808898765312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/elijahisms_26.html' title='Elijahisms'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5113005943469946290</id><published>2008-07-26T15:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:35.385-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>These are the days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I pray has a profound impact on E's life. Elijah's papa is such a wonderful blessing to us. He loves unconditionally and gives so much. Elijah loves his papa like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nobodies&lt;/span&gt; business. Do not mess with his papa, or even insinuate that you might. Elijah will morph on you in a split second. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227427742796869906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuN1gJt8RI/AAAAAAAACB0/uYubHdju9Uo/s400/100_0477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chillin' at the creek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227429862397373026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuPw4R26mI/AAAAAAAACCE/BfPKxhZPq0w/s400/100_0484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Walkin' a trail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuPxffQLGI/AAAAAAAACCM/kRJQHCs_aFc/s1600-h/100_0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227429872922537058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuPxffQLGI/AAAAAAAACCM/kRJQHCs_aFc/s400/100_0496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Slip-n-Slide fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuN1T4YeQI/AAAAAAAACBs/KB26sXyIygI/s1600-h/elijah+and+ronnie+1st+snow+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuN13aL3WI/AAAAAAAACB8/aMS-LotiKdQ/s1600-h/100_0490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227427749039955298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuN13aL3WI/AAAAAAAACB8/aMS-LotiKdQ/s400/100_0490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yup, drivin' the truck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-5113005943469946290?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/5113005943469946290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/these-are-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5113005943469946290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5113005943469946290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/these-are-days.html' title='These are the days...'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuN1gJt8RI/AAAAAAAACB0/uYubHdju9Uo/s72-c/100_0477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6546259809630782465</id><published>2008-07-26T15:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:35.667-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack and the Bean Stalk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><title type='text'>Jack and the Bean Stalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to see Jack and the Bean Stalk last night at the Fowler Center. Another great performance put on by the ASU Summer Children's Theatre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuLCRGjNTI/AAAAAAAACBc/BKzpa1aOcNA/s1600-h/100_2946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227424663560467762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuLCRGjNTI/AAAAAAAACBc/BKzpa1aOcNA/s400/100_2946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Elijah and Jack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuLCi8ygmI/AAAAAAAACBk/SprIsIDWpVA/s1600-h/100_2947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227424668351365730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuLCi8ygmI/AAAAAAAACBk/SprIsIDWpVA/s400/100_2947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; The Giant and E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-6546259809630782465?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6546259809630782465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/jack-and-bean-stalk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6546259809630782465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6546259809630782465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/jack-and-bean-stalk.html' title='Jack and the Bean Stalk'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIuLCRGjNTI/AAAAAAAACBc/BKzpa1aOcNA/s72-c/100_2946.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-1571009799387279279</id><published>2008-07-24T15:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:35.789-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='type case'/><title type='text'>Someone's trash...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIjmUcqPJbI/AAAAAAAACBU/-GhlrUNKOKI/s1600-h/100_2945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226680606528578994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIjmUcqPJbI/AAAAAAAACBU/-GhlrUNKOKI/s400/100_2945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is another's treasure! I can't wait to get all crafty with this great find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this idea about a month ago while reading through my "crafty blogs." This is what they call a &lt;a href="http://www.theoldprintingshop.com/typecase/"&gt;type case&lt;/a&gt;. I didn't have much hope of finding one, but I stopped by the Cluttered Nest yesterday and there it sit in all its glory. Can't wait to show you the finished result. Stay tuned...&lt;a href="http://www.theoldprintingshop.com/typecase/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIjlxB_o0nI/AAAAAAAACBM/j5fm8Mxy5f0/s1600-h/100_2944.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-1571009799387279279?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/1571009799387279279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/someones-trash.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1571009799387279279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1571009799387279279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/someones-trash.html' title='Someone&apos;s trash...'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIjmUcqPJbI/AAAAAAAACBU/-GhlrUNKOKI/s72-c/100_2945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-7497103964847665142</id><published>2008-07-18T09:54:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:35.938-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4-wheeler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>E's new ride...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIC16Iw1G9I/AAAAAAAACA8/uMenl6F20nw/s1600-h/100_2936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224375578139106258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIC16Iw1G9I/AAAAAAAACA8/uMenl6F20nw/s320/100_2936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One word....nerve-racking.&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/15094322-7497103964847665142?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/7497103964847665142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/es-new-ride.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7497103964847665142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7497103964847665142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/es-new-ride.html' title='E&apos;s new ride...'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SIC16Iw1G9I/AAAAAAAACA8/uMenl6F20nw/s72-c/100_2936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8250895763670793080</id><published>2008-07-05T01:03:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:36.698-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fourth of July'/><title type='text'>Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Elijah and I spent most of the day around the house being lazy. It rained most of the morning, so it was the perfect day to not do a thing. I had a fleeting thought about going to Corning to partake in the annual fourth of july festivities...that was short lived. I worked on getting some yard sale stuff together and Elijah watched Teen Titans. Mainly, I read my book and tried to enjoy a day without any pressing obligations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon we went with Mom to help pick out paint for her living room and kitchen. My step brother and sister recently moved out of mom's house. She decided she wanted to paint before fixing the two spare rooms back up. We began on what will now be Elijah and Kiley's playroom. I really like how it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219420986534893666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SG8bu8uhmGI/AAAAAAAACAE/GpHaSOs7Ft8/s320/101_2898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shot off a few fireworks before we headed in town to watch the FreedomFest fireworks at the fairgrounds. When we got back home, we spent another hour outside watching the rest of the fireworks Papa bought. Elijah has been obsessed with smoke bombs this year. I couldn't be happier, since that is one of the more non-threatening fireworks. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219416296521102722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SG8Xd9EGdYI/AAAAAAAAB_0/H4McGj2UQxA/s400/100_0577.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(Mom, Elijah, and Ronnie)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-8250895763670793080?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8250895763670793080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth-of-july.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8250895763670793080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8250895763670793080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth-of-july.html' title='Fourth of July'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SG8bu8uhmGI/AAAAAAAACAE/GpHaSOs7Ft8/s72-c/101_2898.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5796705373765853608</id><published>2008-07-04T20:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:05:48.911-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrapbooking'/><title type='text'>Scrapblog</title><content type='html'>So, while I was checking out another blog I frequent, &lt;a href="http://jodyferlaak.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nitty.Gritty.&lt;/a&gt;, I found this awesome &lt;a href="http://www.scrapblog.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. I designed my blog banner there in about 10 minutes! It is so fun and there is a wide variety of digital scrapbooking stuff to have fun with, best of all...it's free. Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-5796705373765853608?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/5796705373765853608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/scrapblog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5796705373765853608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5796705373765853608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/scrapblog.html' title='Scrapblog'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-2127613947638743854</id><published>2008-07-04T19:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T20:03:04.482-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrapbooking'/><title type='text'>I'm a winner!</title><content type='html'>The past few months I have been frequenting various scrapbook blogs. While I have yet to pull all my scrapping stuff out, it has been fun getting ideas and seeing all the new products. One blog I check daily is &lt;a href="http://stacysbigpicture.typepad.com/altogether_too_happy/2008/07/go-fourth-and-c.html"&gt;Altogether Too Happy&lt;/a&gt;. Yesterday, Stacy asked for people to tell her one reason why we loved America. In doing so, you entered a chance to win an awesome &lt;a href="http://www.scenicroutepaper.com/Site3/products_view.aspx?id=6d4dfe28-95f9-420d-9e6b-d7203b791510"&gt;Liberty&lt;/a&gt; kit. She has these giveaways quite often, but I never comment. Yesterday was slow, so I decided what the heck. So I left this comment... I love that I can be who I am and not have to live in fear of expressing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had forgot all about the drawing until I was checking updated blogs (thanks to &lt;a href="http://mrsladavisjr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kara&lt;/a&gt; for letting me in on that nifty tool) and saw that I had won! This could possibly be the motivation I need to start scrappin'! I can't wait to get my free goodies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-2127613947638743854?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/2127613947638743854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-winner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2127613947638743854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2127613947638743854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-winner.html' title='I&apos;m a winner!'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8829043723029651438</id><published>2008-07-03T17:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:36.831-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><title type='text'>I'm concerned...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SG1PWtVj0EI/AAAAAAAAB_U/9my9FJWF2kM/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218914794738012226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SG1PWtVj0EI/AAAAAAAAB_U/9my9FJWF2kM/s200/hearts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I went to pick Elijah up this afternoon, one of his little friend girls came running up and gave him a hug goodbye. As we were walking down the hall she yelled out "Elijah, I love you!" Elijah twirled around and gave me an evil eye. He said, "Ummm, I'm embarrassed. That kinda makes me nervous. She shouldn't say that while I am trying to talk to you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously? At four years old!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-8829043723029651438?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8829043723029651438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-concerned.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8829043723029651438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8829043723029651438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-concerned.html' title='I&apos;m concerned...'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SG1PWtVj0EI/AAAAAAAAB_U/9my9FJWF2kM/s72-c/hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8481823566908874462</id><published>2008-07-03T09:59:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:37.043-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VBS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I got tanked...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SGzqJ6VhM9I/AAAAAAAAB-0/JPkbS04A1NU/s1600-h/000_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218803524214797266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SGzqJ6VhM9I/AAAAAAAAB-0/JPkbS04A1NU/s400/000_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church is doing a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt; fundraiser this year which involves this great creation that is currently sitting in my front yard. I knew it would end up at my house at some point. The note accompanying this fine masterpiece stated Tommy and Misty sent it to me. However, I have a sneaking suspicion that this was all on &lt;a href="http://pastorjamesdeepthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;James&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, no one wants to claim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; for removing the unwanted throne. James says call Scott, Scott says call James. All I know is the port-a-potty better be gone sometime in the very near future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SGzqKgwozwI/AAAAAAAAB_E/Lqbqg3RBmik/s1600-h/000_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218803534529089282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SGzqKgwozwI/AAAAAAAAB_E/Lqbqg3RBmik/s400/000_0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SGzqKyfrkyI/AAAAAAAAB_M/bG_nZVlkzUY/s1600-h/000_0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-8481823566908874462?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8481823566908874462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-got-tanked.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8481823566908874462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8481823566908874462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-got-tanked.html' title='I got tanked...'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SGzqJ6VhM9I/AAAAAAAAB-0/JPkbS04A1NU/s72-c/000_0057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-328510318315225232</id><published>2008-07-02T08:50:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:01:33.256-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Elijahisms</title><content type='html'>Yesterday evening Elijah was full of comedy. Here is a taste of some of our conversations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elijah:&lt;/strong&gt; Mom, I miss God sooo much. I love Him for death and truff (truth).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Elijah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt; Do they make noodles out of your broom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No, but I can see why you would think that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elijah:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey mom, you know they make paper towels out of trees?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Really? Did you learn that at school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elijah:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, Mr. Jay (I didn't hear who he said) came to our class and told us to use only one towel at a time cause they would have to cut down more trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Who told you that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elijah:&lt;/strong&gt; MR. JAY! Do you not have your listenin' ears on Mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Elijah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt; Ahhhh Mom! Ninja Turtle clothes too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No, it is a sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elijah:&lt;/strong&gt; You kinda special Mom. Give me your hand. I can't believe you love me this much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am writing out all the above, Elijah starts asking me what the letters are. I tell him N, then O, then he points to a b, I say b...he says NO Mom, it doesn't have big hump belly, big hump belly!!! Duh!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fyi...Big hump belly, big hump belly=B.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-328510318315225232?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/328510318315225232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/elijahisms.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/328510318315225232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/328510318315225232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/07/elijahisms.html' title='Elijahisms'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-1809702391161152987</id><published>2008-06-29T20:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:50:30.937-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>What can I say...</title><content type='html'>I have some the most awesome friends in the world.  I truely feel blessed by the amazing women in my life.  I love each and every one of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Misty, here's your post for the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-1809702391161152987?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/1809702391161152987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-can-i-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1809702391161152987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1809702391161152987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-can-i-say.html' title='What can I say...'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-2078588888170184572</id><published>2008-06-22T17:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:37.468-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friday night Elijah and I went to see the play Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs at the ASU Fowler Center. It was an awesome performance. We had front row seats and Elijah was lovin' it. It really does make all the difference when your on the front row! Most enjoyable, is that you don't have to worry about someone blocking your view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I kept Grady for a friend on mine. Elijah and Grady get along great, and Elijah is very protective of him. We hung out at the house all morning, took a short nap and then went out to mom' s to have some water fun. We set up the slip and slide and dolphin pool. They had a blast and I finally got some sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Underwood/Little Big Town tickets went on sale Saturday. Dana, Kara and I were all surprised to find out we will be on none other than....the FRONT row!!! I cannot wait! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219420411263501986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SG8bNdrIxqI/AAAAAAAAB_8/NtaPZl0Ufe4/s320/101_2905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, it was a pretty good weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-2078588888170184572?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/2078588888170184572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/weekend-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2078588888170184572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2078588888170184572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SG8bNdrIxqI/AAAAAAAAB_8/NtaPZl0Ufe4/s72-c/101_2905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-2859723349271536335</id><published>2008-06-20T22:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:26:25.636-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><title type='text'>Sweetness</title><content type='html'>Tonight Elijah was full of sweetness.  He was sitting on the couch watching tv while I was busy cleaning up the kitchen.  He yelled at me to come in there.  I went to the couch and asked him what he wanted.  Simply stated, "I just want a hug and kiss", which I gladly gave him.  After I gave him a kiss, he cupped my face with both of him hands and in the sweetest, most sincere way he said "Mom, I'll never give up."  Of course, I replied, "Never give up on what?"  His answer melted my heart..."Mom, I'll never give up on loving you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-2859723349271536335?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/2859723349271536335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/sweetness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2859723349271536335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2859723349271536335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/sweetness.html' title='Sweetness'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-7897323134404746467</id><published>2008-06-19T08:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:54:26.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Eights</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay, &lt;a href="http://purpleteacup.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shannon&lt;/a&gt; tagged me. Although it took me well over a week to complete, I had fun doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eight things I have a passion for:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Career.&lt;/strong&gt; I absolutely love what I do. What an amazing honor it is to take someone hurting and lift them up. Show them they are worthy, show them they are loved. I may not always work with these women and children, but my passion for helping them will never die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Parenting.&lt;/strong&gt; One of the toughest things I have ever done, but the reward is so great! I never wanted children, but could not imagine my life without Elijah. What a marvelous creation and truely a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*God.&lt;/strong&gt; I don't want to think of where I would be without Him. I still remember where I was and it wasn't a good place. I gave my life to Christ while carrying Elijah in 2003. My life has been richly blessed. I am not perfect. I am a sinner. However, God's grace has allowed me to grow and flourish in a ways I never knew imaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Family.&lt;/strong&gt; As we get older, the value of family becomes ever more clear. My family is small. Most of my extended family have passed on. My mother and stepdad are such a gift to me. They have always stood by me and are there to lend a helping hand when I need it. What they do for Elijah...well, there is no words to express the gratitude. My brother and his girlfriend have blessed me with a wonderful niece whom I love dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Friends. &lt;/strong&gt;My friendships mean the world to me. It took me many years to understand the true meaning of friendship. I have always been one with few friends. I believe, in part, due to my untrusting nature and the desire not to get hurt. I am in awe when I think about the awesome people that have came into my life. I am me, and they love me for it. Can't ask for more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Higher Education.&lt;/strong&gt; Education has always been important to me. Even though I didn't act like it at times (like when I went to college three semesters in a row and flunked out all three times). When I was 26 I decided I needed to do something with myself, so I went back to college. It was one of the best decisions I have ever made. I love to learn and can't wait to go back for my Masters. I just have to decide for what?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Missing Persons. &lt;/strong&gt;I am sure some people think I am alittle wacky and even somewhat obsessed with missing persons. I am not really even sure why I am drawn to these cases. All I know is that my heart truely breaks for the victims and those that are left behind. I know if sounds crazy, but one day I hope to bring a missing loved one back home to their family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Crafty Stuff. &lt;/strong&gt;Even though my artistic ability is nil, I love to do craft projects. I am real good at copycat work. I just can't think up creative things on my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eight things I would like to do before I die:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Own my own home.&lt;/strong&gt; Though I do think it is rather nice that I don't have to be responsible for major repairs since I am renting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Find the man God has for me.&lt;/strong&gt; I am starting to seriously doubt this one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Take Elijah to Disney World.&lt;/strong&gt; I want to go as much as he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Quit smoking.&lt;/strong&gt; Horrible addiction that has control over me and I hate that! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Crochet something!&lt;/strong&gt; I love to crochet but my impatience has never let me complete a project. I can't tell you the times that I have started, undone, restarted, undone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Get physically fit.&lt;/strong&gt; Constant struggle since giving birth. I acquired some bad eating habits while I was pregnant. Too make matters worse, I really do not like to sweat. So, by default, I hate exercising!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Preserve memories.&lt;/strong&gt; My scrapbooking has been neglected. I haven't really worked on anything since June 2004. In addition, I have at least six empty photo albums that need to be filled. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Go to NYC!&lt;/strong&gt; I don't have a desire to travel the world, but I would like to visit New York City in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eight things I say a lot:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Are you crazy?! &lt;/strong&gt;I picked this up from Elijah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*It wasn't your fault.&lt;/strong&gt; Something I am constantly reaffirming to the women I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Where did these people learn how to drive?&lt;/strong&gt; Seriously, it is almost more than I can stand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Eko, get down!&lt;/strong&gt; Remind me again WHY I got this animal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*No, you can't have a poptart/eggos/peanut butter for breakfast, lunch and dinner!&lt;/strong&gt; I believe Elijah could live off these and nothing else, well besides chocolate milk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Snap! Snap!&lt;/strong&gt; When Elijah isn't moving quite fast enough to suit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Will you please pick up your shoes and put them where they belong!?&lt;/strong&gt; Everyday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Ahhh, it's so good to be at home.&lt;/strong&gt; I pretty much say this everyday when I get in from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eight books I have read recently:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Bible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Harry-Potter-Deathly-Hallows-Book/dp/0545010225/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1213814911&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and the Death Hollows by J.K. Rowling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-the last of the series :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Perfect Murder Perfect Town by Lawrence Schiller&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cry-Rape-Womans-Harrowing-Justice/dp/029921964X/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1213814959&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cry Rape by Bill Lueders&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Forensic Science Encyclopedia&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Every-Breath-You-Take-Obsession/dp/0743202961"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every Breath You Take by Ann Rule&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Decoupage Book by Holly Boswell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Three Memory Maker magazines&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eight movies I have seen eight times:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;Serendipity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;50 First Dates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;Legends of the Fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;Forest Gump&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;Dirty Dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;Ghost &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;Curious George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Five people( I don't have eight fellow bloggers) I invite to do this with me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://saraya-ashlyn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pastorjamesdeepthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;James&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lexiandabbysmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michele&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://betterthanideserve3.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michaelarcher.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-7897323134404746467?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/7897323134404746467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/crazy-eights.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7897323134404746467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7897323134404746467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/crazy-eights.html' title='Crazy Eights'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5873876856638768606</id><published>2008-06-15T17:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T18:06:59.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>For as long as I can remember I have despised this day. The days leading up to it is those of dread and anxiousness. When I woke up this morning, I didn't want to get out of bed. I just wanted to slink away and not face the day. Not face the fact that we have been abandoned. Of course, it is nothing new. My father has been gone from my life for 29 years, you would think I would be use to it by now. Elijah's father has &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; been apart of his life. Fours years have come and gone. Four years he can never get back. I often wonder if either of our father's ever think of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. There is a blessing in our life. Elijah has the best relationship with my stepfather, Ronnie. No words can express the gratitude I feel towards that man for what he does for my son. And me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to church today. I didn't want to, but I did. We have some amazing dad's at our church and I tried to tell each of them Happy Father's Day. I truely admire them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-5873876856638768606?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/5873876856638768606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5873876856638768606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5873876856638768606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-7413025091493657987</id><published>2008-06-04T13:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T13:46:14.985-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Elijahism</title><content type='html'>Elijah has started some weird things with his feet lately.  One of which, out of the clear blue saying, "Mom, kiss my foot" as he shoves it in my face.  He is especially prone to do this right before he goes to sleep.  I find it quite odd.  He isn't doing it in a rude kind of way that you might imagine.  It is like a comfort for him.  Sweet, but really strange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other habit he has started is claiming his feet are "out of &lt;strong&gt;entergy&lt;/strong&gt;".  Every morning he wants me to pick him up and carry him to the couch cause his little 'ol feet just can't make it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-7413025091493657987?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/7413025091493657987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/elijahism.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7413025091493657987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7413025091493657987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/elijahism.html' title='Elijahism'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-7161436992032702573</id><published>2008-06-03T20:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:37.640-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><title type='text'>Kung Fu Panda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SEX4i1Rg7qI/AAAAAAAAB9c/aQFeUv7L5sA/s1600-h/kung+fu+panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207841821423627938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SEX4i1Rg7qI/AAAAAAAAB9c/aQFeUv7L5sA/s200/kung+fu+panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kung Fu Panda's name according to Elijah... KaPoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen Elijah so excited about a movie. We have been looking for a KaPoo toy for several days now. We finally found a KaPoo plush at Kohl's and he couldn't be happier. I have been getting my rear kicked by KaPoo all evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie comes out in theaters Friday and that's where we will be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-7161436992032702573?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/7161436992032702573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/kung-fu-panda.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7161436992032702573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7161436992032702573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/kung-fu-panda.html' title='Kung Fu Panda'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SEX4i1Rg7qI/AAAAAAAAB9c/aQFeUv7L5sA/s72-c/kung+fu+panda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-269781222504753401</id><published>2008-05-31T23:45:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:37.845-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><title type='text'>Sex in the City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;When I heard the movie was coming out, I was pretty sad that I was going to have to fly solo at the theatre. The only fan I knew was Laura and she is in Fayetteville. I couldn't justify a trip there just to catch Sex in the City on the big screen. Fortunately, Dana is a fan and invited me to join her. Loved it!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SEMbf1Rg7pI/AAAAAAAAB9U/_PhywJJEJQA/s1600-h/sex+in+the+city.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207035827860860562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SEMbf1Rg7pI/AAAAAAAAB9U/_PhywJJEJQA/s320/sex+in+the+city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-269781222504753401?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/269781222504753401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/sex-in-city.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/269781222504753401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/269781222504753401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/06/sex-in-city.html' title='Sex in the City'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SEMbf1Rg7pI/AAAAAAAAB9U/_PhywJJEJQA/s72-c/sex+in+the+city.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8553424106510323792</id><published>2008-05-30T16:59:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:38.040-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theories'/><title type='text'>So what's the plan, Sundance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SEB9s1Rg7oI/AAAAAAAAB80/7IiGw_HfpEk/s1600-h/lost+season+4+finale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206299378408550018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SEB9s1Rg7oI/AAAAAAAAB80/7IiGw_HfpEk/s400/lost+season+4+finale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dana and James were so gracious to have the die hard Lost fanatics over last night to watch the Season 4 finale together. What a great way to end the season! While some of my questions were answered, many were not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I really want to know...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where did the island move to?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did Jin survive?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How did Locke really die?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What happened to Faraday and the other people on the raft traveling back to the freighter?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What happened to Claire?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is Christian alive?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What exactly is Smokie?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Predictions...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charlotte is Ben's childhood friend, Annie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jin is still alive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben had something to do with Locke's death&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not all of the Oceanic Six will return to the island&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Juliet is still one shady character-I do not trust that she has pure intentions by hanging with the Losties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sawyer cracks me up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can't wait 'til February '09&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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&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/15094322-8553424106510323792?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8553424106510323792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-whats-plan-sundance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8553424106510323792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8553424106510323792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-whats-plan-sundance.html' title='So what&apos;s the plan, Sundance?'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SEB9s1Rg7oI/AAAAAAAAB80/7IiGw_HfpEk/s72-c/lost+season+4+finale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8497996896049809101</id><published>2008-05-28T16:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T16:15:05.941-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Elijahism</title><content type='html'>Most of you that know me well, know that I say "crackin' me up" when I find something amusing.  Elijah has picked that up from me, but here is his version...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mom, you are crappin' me up.  I mean, you are crappin' me up real bad!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, THAT cracks me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-8497996896049809101?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8497996896049809101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/elijahism.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8497996896049809101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8497996896049809101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/elijahism.html' title='Elijahism'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-813062541026244871</id><published>2008-05-21T22:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:38.233-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school program'/><title type='text'>Mr. Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDTi4lRg3pI/AAAAAAAABXE/IfFkHJVFhOw/s1600-h/Collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203032931225886354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDTi4lRg3pI/AAAAAAAABXE/IfFkHJVFhOw/s400/Collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elijah had his Spring Program for school tonight at the &lt;a href="http://www.fowlercenter.astate.edu/"&gt;Fowler Center&lt;/a&gt;. It was so cute to see all the kids up on stage performing. My favorite was "Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun". Elijah is moving up from his preschool class to prekindergarten next week. He is pumped because he learned today that now he will have longer play time outside and they will have "water days". I just feel so blessed that I found this school. I love everything about the place!&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/15094322-813062541026244871?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/813062541026244871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/mr-sun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/813062541026244871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/813062541026244871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/mr-sun.html' title='Mr. Sun'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDTi4lRg3pI/AAAAAAAABXE/IfFkHJVFhOw/s72-c/Collage3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-3005789802925623947</id><published>2008-05-20T23:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:38.488-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>It's official</title><content type='html'>I took Elijah to the &lt;a href="http://www.libraryinjonesboro.org/"&gt;library&lt;/a&gt; today to get his very own card. He had never been to the library before so he was pretty excited. The guy that helped us was great. He spoke directly to Elijah while gathering all the information. Elijah seemed impressed that he was getting to do all the talking. When we were done, the guy said "Mr. Graham, I just need you to sign your card and your ready to go!" I think he felt pretty grown up in that moment. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDTySVRg3qI/AAAAAAAABXM/R2K4z1yXSp8/s1600-h/Library+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203049866281934498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDTySVRg3qI/AAAAAAAABXM/R2K4z1yXSp8/s400/Library+card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-3005789802925623947?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/3005789802925623947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-official.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3005789802925623947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3005789802925623947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDTySVRg3qI/AAAAAAAABXM/R2K4z1yXSp8/s72-c/Library+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-1828240210064743290</id><published>2008-05-19T00:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:47:14.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list for life'/><title type='text'>List for Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take a pottery course&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take Elijah to the beach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Own my own home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be debt free&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;De-clutter my house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find my soulmate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fill all my photoframes &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crochet an afghan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take a martial arts class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get my concealed weapon permit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get Masters degree&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ride in a limousine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to a murder mystery party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;See Bon Jovi in concert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be on a jury&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Own a jeep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;See The Lion King on Broadway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get Elijah's scrapbooks up-to-date&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose 30 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clear out my closet of items I no longer can/do wear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a Nikon &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Set up my aquarium&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take some photography classes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;See &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.nacebros.com"&gt;The Nace Brothers Band&lt;/a&gt; play live again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit New York &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take Elijah to Walt Disney World&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Update my wardrobe &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;List will be updated as things cross my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-1828240210064743290?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/1828240210064743290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/list-for-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1828240210064743290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1828240210064743290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/list-for-life.html' title='List for Life'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5505208242404608317</id><published>2008-05-18T22:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T00:52:56.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><title type='text'>Ah, the joys of motherhood...Part II</title><content type='html'>So, what could be worse than having a very sick child? I have the answer...YOU having the same dang thing while trying to take care of said child. Horrid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-5505208242404608317?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/5505208242404608317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/ah-joys-of-motherhoodpart-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5505208242404608317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5505208242404608317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/ah-joys-of-motherhoodpart-ii.html' title='Ah, the joys of motherhood...Part II'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-7030171188904067496</id><published>2008-05-15T19:20:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:38.687-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><title type='text'>Ah, the joys of motherhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am frustrated. I am tired. Sometimes I want to scream at the top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SC2kEIxpBgI/AAAAAAAAAqU/vlK9JQL-8F8/s1600-h/misc.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of my lungs. Other times I just want to cry. I think the worst feeling in the world is to have your child hurting and not ha&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SC2kn4xpBiI/AAAAAAAAAqk/7H83zBBATa4/s1600-h/misc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200994149845239330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SC2kn4xpBiI/AAAAAAAAAqk/7H83zBBATa4/s200/misc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ving the ability to take the pain away. So I pray...and pray...and pray. He has been throwing up since about 2am and has not once shed a tear. I wish I handled illness half as well as him. At our house it has been lots of hugs, lots of love and lots of movies!&lt;/span&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/15094322-7030171188904067496?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/7030171188904067496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/ah-joys-of-motherhood.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7030171188904067496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7030171188904067496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/ah-joys-of-motherhood.html' title='Ah, the joys of motherhood'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SC2kn4xpBiI/AAAAAAAAAqk/7H83zBBATa4/s72-c/misc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-3489075942836507425</id><published>2008-05-15T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:38.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCugO4xo_SI/AAAAAAAAAXE/P6Oc0GUxlhM/s1600-h/amazing+love.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200426372348575010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCugO4xo_SI/AAAAAAAAAXE/P6Oc0GUxlhM/s400/amazing+love.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-3489075942836507425?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/3489075942836507425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/amazing-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3489075942836507425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3489075942836507425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/amazing-love.html' title='Amazing love'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCugO4xo_SI/AAAAAAAAAXE/P6Oc0GUxlhM/s72-c/amazing+love.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8889128806248658026</id><published>2008-05-14T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:38.972-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter of the week'/><title type='text'>Letter of the week "C"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCpqfoxo_QI/AAAAAAAAAW0/gkxUS1IZqKA/s1600-h/letter+c.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200085811506773250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCpqfoxo_QI/AAAAAAAAAW0/gkxUS1IZqKA/s320/letter+c.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make chocolate chip cookies &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Color hunts around the house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coloring book &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Color experiments with food coloring &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cutting with scissors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decorating and wearing a crown &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Calling cousins &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clouds-talk about and look for clouds, making some with cotton balls &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snacks-cheese &amp;amp; crackers, chips &amp;amp; cheese, chunks of cheddar cheese &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Counting with cotton balls &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Making cards for Elijah to send &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baking cupcakes &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Making chocolate covered things (strawberries, pretzels, marshmellows)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating Chinese food &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decorating a can for putting things in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make a clock and talk about time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Craft projects &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wear costumes &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play with cars &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Chuck E. Cheese and eat cotton candy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change out Elijah's closet-take winter out and put summer in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go the Castle park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-8889128806248658026?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8889128806248658026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/letter-of-week-c.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8889128806248658026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8889128806248658026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/letter-of-week-c.html' title='Letter of the week &quot;C&quot;'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCpqfoxo_QI/AAAAAAAAAW0/gkxUS1IZqKA/s72-c/letter+c.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-4509330224627038537</id><published>2008-05-13T23:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:39.179-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><title type='text'>Starbucks Caramel Machiato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCpuj4xo_RI/AAAAAAAAAW8/tiFgiLcP64Y/s1600-h/caramel+machiato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200090282567728402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCpuj4xo_RI/AAAAAAAAAW8/tiFgiLcP64Y/s400/caramel+machiato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, how I love the &lt;a href="http://www.starbucks.com/retail/nutrition_beverage_detail.asp"&gt;Caramel Machiato&lt;/a&gt;! I had bible study tonight. Rachel and I decided to leave the kids with Chris and head out for some coffee. I was super pumped since I rarely go out for coffee. I love to, but it was becoming somewhat of an addiction so I had to cut myself off. We went to Starbuck's inside &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/"&gt;Target&lt;/a&gt;. I showed no restraint. Ordered a venti. It was oh so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-4509330224627038537?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/4509330224627038537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/starbucks-caramel-machiato.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4509330224627038537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4509330224627038537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/starbucks-caramel-machiato.html' title='Starbucks Caramel Machiato'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCpuj4xo_RI/AAAAAAAAAW8/tiFgiLcP64Y/s72-c/caramel+machiato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-4770930276297416600</id><published>2008-05-12T08:13:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T08:39:28.404-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Why kids say bad things</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the way to school this morning Elijah and I had this conversation...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah: Mom, does Sawyer still say bad words? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know if he does or not, but I bet he probably does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah: Why does he still say those bad words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, honey he has learned those words from somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah: Mom, I think Sawyer says bad words 'cause he is in that crazy business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little background info...Sawyer is an old friend. After several play dates I had to end their friendship because this boy was BAD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-4770930276297416600?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/4770930276297416600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-kids-say-bad-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4770930276297416600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4770930276297416600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-kids-say-bad-things.html' title='Why kids say bad things'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-4729760558898532649</id><published>2008-05-11T23:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:39.368-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCmvCYxo_PI/AAAAAAAAAWs/XLbf5ocZaUA/s1600-h/meande-momsday-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199879700321205490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCmvCYxo_PI/AAAAAAAAAWs/XLbf5ocZaUA/s400/meande-momsday-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-4729760558898532649?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/4729760558898532649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4729760558898532649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4729760558898532649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCmvCYxo_PI/AAAAAAAAAWs/XLbf5ocZaUA/s72-c/meande-momsday-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8193967700929669272</id><published>2008-05-10T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:39.657-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Hunker'd Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCvLWoxo_XI/AAAAAAAAAX4/vDAGNt8nQTE/s1600-h/Random+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200473784492555634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCvLWoxo_XI/AAAAAAAAAX4/vDAGNt8nQTE/s320/Random+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I have stated &lt;a href="http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-is-near.html"&gt;previously&lt;/a&gt;, weather in Arkansas is so unpredictable. We had been out and about enjoying a nice evening, when I get an alert via text message from my boss telling me if I am out I better head home. There is a bad storm heading this way and we don't want to be caught out in it, she says. Just as we pull in the driveway, hail starts falling. I immediately went into hypervigilant mom mode. So, we hunker'd down in my walk-in closet. Elijah was oblivious to what was going on as he watched Scooby Doo on the portable DVD player. It is actually pretty cozy, sans no ventilation.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200473526794517858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCvLHoxo_WI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wWToFgKgf2A/s320/Random+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/15094322-8193967700929669272?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8193967700929669272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/hunkerd-down.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8193967700929669272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8193967700929669272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/hunkerd-down.html' title='Hunker&apos;d Down'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCvLWoxo_XI/AAAAAAAAAX4/vDAGNt8nQTE/s72-c/Random+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-4114892479963593675</id><published>2008-05-06T22:18:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T20:23:59.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vet'/><title type='text'>Trip to the doggy ER</title><content type='html'>Well, this has been quite an evening. After work Elijah and I headed to Rachel's for our weekly &lt;a href="http://www.seekinghim.com/"&gt;bible study&lt;/a&gt;. To be quite honest, I am struggling with this study. God has shown me where I need to be obedient and I am making excuses. I just can't seem to give it up to Him. Therefore, I am putting up walls and can't really dive into the study like I should. God couldn't have given me a more perfect partner. We have so many life experiences in common and I feel God has a plan for us. Rachel and I both know what we must do. The question is, are we going to go the distance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left Rachel's we headed home. My house is a mess and I have twenty two things to do. I have this funk smell in the house that I have not been able to pinpoint and it is driving me insane! As I type this, Elijah blurts out "What do I smell?!?! I don't like it" I hear ya, son. I don't like it either. Anyway, I was determined to find the source. I took the air filter outside and powerwashed it, thinking maybe some funky smell had clung on. It was not. I went around and gathered all the dirty laundry thinking maybe that could be it. It was not. By this point, I was getting pissed. Ah, but soon I would have bigger things to concern myself with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what you say does all this have to do with the doggy trip to the ER. Not a thing. I will get to all that in the morning. My body is shutting down now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so back to the story. Elijah is running around the house like a wild banshee and jumps on the treadmill. He KNOWS better, but sometimes can't help himself. Eko is right up there with him. They both like to look at themselves in the full length mirror directly in front of the treadmill. I promptly yell at him to get off. He jumps down and then I hear horrific sounds coming from Eko. I run over to see what the problem is and see that her foot is stuck in the treadmill. There is blood everywhere. I call 911 and tell them to send the fireman. I tell them what is going on and am quite sure they thought I was crazy. I decide I can't wait, so I throw a coat over her head and try to get her leg out. Not a good idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally get some sense about me, and take Elijah outside. Two fire trucks and eight fireman later Eko is freed. They load her up in the Fire Captain's SUV and we are off to the &lt;a href="http://www.vet-care.vetsuite.com/Templates/traditional.aspx"&gt;vet&lt;/a&gt;. The injuries weren't as bad as I had thought. She had to have stitches in her tail and has a badly sprained hind leg. She will be on pain meds for the next seven days and I am out, oh, only $421.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-4114892479963593675?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/4114892479963593675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/trip-to-doggy-er.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4114892479963593675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4114892479963593675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/trip-to-doggy-er.html' title='Trip to the doggy ER'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5121121860540306766</id><published>2008-05-05T18:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:39.920-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter of the week'/><title type='text'>Letter of the week "B"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SBDAPfAXeeI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RabGMUWWiTY/s1600-h/letter+b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192861742611790306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SBDAPfAXeeI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RabGMUWWiTY/s200/letter+b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"B" activities for the week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Buy berries at the store-make berry smoothies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Books-read books, first trip to library to borrow books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bible stories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Black, brown, blue colors-search inside/outside for items these colors &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Body-draw a picture of it, talk about our bodies, identify body parts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"B" handwriting pages &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bees, bugs, butterflies-look for them outside &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"B" hunt around the house &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Blow bubbles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Balloons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bake brownies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bus-take a ride on the local transit busses, count how many we see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Balls&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bath time fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-5121121860540306766?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/5121121860540306766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/letter-of-week-b.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5121121860540306766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5121121860540306766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/letter-of-week-b.html' title='Letter of the week &quot;B&quot;'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SBDAPfAXeeI/AAAAAAAAAT4/RabGMUWWiTY/s72-c/letter+b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-1735957159261725932</id><published>2008-05-03T23:00:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:40.396-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Lee Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memphis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beale Street'/><title type='text'>Memphis in May</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCBcbvAXenI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YEBrvT6e6nM/s1600-h/beale+street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197255601529780850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCBcbvAXenI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YEBrvT6e6nM/s400/beale+street.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, at 31 years old I finally got to experience the &lt;a href="http://www.thebealestreetmusicfestival.com/"&gt;Memphis in May Musicfest&lt;/a&gt;. I have wanted to go for several years now, but just never did. My uncle had a couple extra tickets to Saturday's show, so I invited my friend, Kara, to go with me. We ate lunch at Silky O'Sullivan's and walked around Beale for awhile, then headed over to Tom Lee Park. We didn't really know any of the bands that were playing, so we just walked from one tent to the other checking it all out. Kara and I are both people watchers, and let me tell ya, there was plenty of colorful people to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196655336900491858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SB46fvAXelI/AAAAAAAAAU0/rYB7TkNR6Ng/s400/Memphis+in+May+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts we caught...Eli "Paperboy" Reed, Preston Shannon, Al Kapone, Muck Sticky, Tegan and Sara, and Colbie Caillat. Word of advice, Muck Sticky is wildly offensive. Needless to say, we promptly left that area. Loved Preston Shannon and he had Ali Woodson, former lead singer of the original Temptations, singing "My Girl". It was a great performance. Al Kapone was insightful :) "I'm gonna shine like brand new jewelry" is my new saying. I don't think I will ever get that song out of my head. Kara and I found it quite comical. We headed over to the Budweiser stage while Tegan and Sara were playing so we could get some prime standing room for Colbie. Out of all the performers that is who we both wanted to see. Kara did a fine job of working us up to the stage. Then the dreaded happened...I HAD to go to the restroom. Mind you, I already had the beginning stages of a bladder infection so I knew there was no way I could hold it until the show was over. By the time I got back, some 40 minutes later, there was no way I could get back through the crowd. I did get to hear my two favorite songs, Bubbly and Realize, and Kara took awesome pictures for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196655341195459170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SB46f_AXemI/AAAAAAAAAU8/NqG7XPdJwh4/s400/Memphis+in+May+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to leave after Colbie and grab some dinner at Alfred's on Beale. On our way out, I ran into an old friend from Fayetteville. I haven't seen or talked to her in years. She was there with her bachlorette party. It is funny how much life changes in a few short years.&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/15094322-1735957159261725932?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/1735957159261725932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/memphis-in-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1735957159261725932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1735957159261725932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/memphis-in-may.html' title='Memphis in May'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SCBcbvAXenI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YEBrvT6e6nM/s72-c/beale+street.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-691787724571120929</id><published>2008-05-01T22:10:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:40.787-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='circus'/><title type='text'>Circus Fun</title><content type='html'>Quality entertainment! We just got home from the Circus and we had a blast. Elijah saw a bunch of friends from church and school which he thought that was way cool. I've never been a big circus fan, but I have to say it was a great show. The only disappointment...no monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SBqGkPAXejI/AAAAAAAAAUk/SSTzlt2C3nQ/s1600-h/Circus+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195613077186771506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SBqGkPAXejI/AAAAAAAAAUk/SSTzlt2C3nQ/s400/Circus+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SBqGkfAXekI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ePezt6wckes/s1600-h/Circus+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195613081481738818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SBqGkfAXekI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ePezt6wckes/s400/Circus+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-691787724571120929?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/691787724571120929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/circus-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/691787724571120929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/691787724571120929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/05/circus-fun.html' title='Circus Fun'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SBqGkPAXejI/AAAAAAAAAUk/SSTzlt2C3nQ/s72-c/Circus+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-1388904558147194137</id><published>2008-04-24T10:36:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:41.025-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter of the week'/><title type='text'>Letter of the week "A"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SBDBvPAXegI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NIjQKJ88Frk/s1600-h/A-Letter-A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192863387584264706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SBDBvPAXegI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NIjQKJ88Frk/s200/A-Letter-A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A" list&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"A" handwriting pages &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Addition worksheets &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arbor Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Animals (alligators, ants, apes, anteaters) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aquarium&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"A" coloring pages&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Autumn leaves-collecting &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"A" glitter art&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Acorns-collecting and counting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avalon concert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alphabet-ABC Blocks, ABC book, ABC Dora game &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apple stamping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Applesauce-making our own&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ark-Noah's of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-1388904558147194137?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/1388904558147194137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/letter-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1388904558147194137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1388904558147194137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/letter-of-week.html' title='Letter of the week &quot;A&quot;'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SBDBvPAXegI/AAAAAAAAAUI/NIjQKJ88Frk/s72-c/A-Letter-A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5885800106167532194</id><published>2008-04-20T22:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:41.290-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lake Frierson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volleyball'/><title type='text'>Lake Frierson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwJJ7C9kOI/AAAAAAAAAS0/-6OUIza8E8E/s1600-h/Lake+Frierson+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191534536524927202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwJJ7C9kOI/AAAAAAAAAS0/-6OUIza8E8E/s400/Lake+Frierson+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, our church is currently in transition. We had our last service in our old building last Sunday. The new building is not quite ready, so we had church service at Lake Frierson today. We couldn't have asked for a better day. It was absolutely beautiful. The praise band held an acoustic service and Mike spoke about what it means to truely follow God. After the service we ate hamburgers and hot dogs and the all the kiddos headed down the edge of the lake. They had a blast throwing rocks. It is the simple things in life that bring so much joy. Then we headed over to the playground while the cell groups had a little volleyball fun. Saraya and Elijah were like two peas in a pod...everywhere one went the other was not far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwJKbC9kPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/a4AfN6oRBT8/s1600-h/Lake+Frierson+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191534545114861810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwJKbC9kPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/a4AfN6oRBT8/s400/Lake+Frierson+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-5885800106167532194?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/5885800106167532194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/lake-frierson.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5885800106167532194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5885800106167532194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/lake-frierson.html' title='Lake Frierson'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwJJ7C9kOI/AAAAAAAAAS0/-6OUIza8E8E/s72-c/Lake+Frierson+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-255797350994437967</id><published>2008-04-20T19:54:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:39:36.447-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Elijahism's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I decided I would start documenting the funny things Elijah says. If I could remember them all it would be in the hundreds. Unfortunately, one thing I wasn't blessed with is a good memory. He is quite possibly the funniest kid I know (of course I may be a tad partial). Most of the things he says is comical, but every once and awhile I cringe. Here are some of the most recent...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I am opening a new tube of toothpaste...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah: Mom, is that mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah: Oh thank you mom! You're so brave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As we're driving down the road...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah: Mama, that idiot needs to get off the road, don't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(wonder where he got that???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I am flying around the room getting ready in the morning...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah: Is Aunt Vicki and Ol' Raspberries going to beat you up if your late for work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Vicki and Ol' Raspberries aka Sherri are my bosses)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As we are driving down Caraway past Burger King...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Elijah: Mom, mom! That is where Uncle Michele and Aunt MaScott took me the other day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Uncle Michele and Aunt McScott are two of my closest friends)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driving to Lake Frierson for our church service we go over a pretty steep hill (the kind where you lose your stomach) and it probably didn't help that I was speeding a bit...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Elijah: Whoooooa Mom! You better hang on to your britches!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-255797350994437967?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/255797350994437967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/elijahisms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/255797350994437967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/255797350994437967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/elijahisms.html' title='Elijahism&apos;s'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-1850615118771266103</id><published>2008-04-20T16:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:41.674-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lake Frierson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cellmates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Cellmates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAu6CbC9kLI/AAAAAAAAASA/J8MoVKKiVmY/s1600-h/cell+group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191447546257313970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAu6CbC9kLI/AAAAAAAAASA/J8MoVKKiVmY/s400/cell+group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What an amazing group of people. I love them all dearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAu6CrC9kMI/AAAAAAAAASI/bWZiwyxQCLY/s1600-h/Women+cell+group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191447550552281282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAu6CrC9kMI/AAAAAAAAASI/bWZiwyxQCLY/s400/Women+cell+group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-1850615118771266103?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/1850615118771266103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/cellmates.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1850615118771266103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1850615118771266103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/cellmates.html' title='Cellmates'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAu6CbC9kLI/AAAAAAAAASA/J8MoVKKiVmY/s72-c/cell+group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-2572656579626503425</id><published>2008-04-20T00:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:45.250-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter of the week'/><title type='text'>Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SArCerC9kGI/AAAAAAAAARY/4ovjLFMCfIQ/s1600-h/O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191175352704929890" style="CURSOR: hand" height="78" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SArCerC9kGI/AAAAAAAAARY/4ovjLFMCfIQ/s200/O.jpg" width="84" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" height="82" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SArBbLC9kEI/AAAAAAAAARI/KMn3JNCOSe8/s200/e4.jpg" width="67" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SArB2LC9kFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/iONxt5At0Mw/s1600-h/r1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191174656920227922" style="WIDTH: 51px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" height="76" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SArB2LC9kFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/iONxt5At0Mw/s200/r1.jpg" width="73" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq8JLC9j3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/MrXNW-1pbhs/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191168386267975538" style="WIDTH: 46px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 63px" height="115" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq8JLC9j3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/MrXNW-1pbhs/s200/a1.jpg" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq8JbC9j4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/uwPx7ez8GWU/s1600-h/d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191168390562942850" style="WIDTH: 39px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 61px" height="121" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq8JbC9j4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/uwPx7ez8GWU/s200/d.jpg" width="111" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq8JbC9j5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/M-vcZPx9B1I/s1600-h/v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191168390562942866" style="WIDTH: 42px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 60px" height="86" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq8JbC9j5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/M-vcZPx9B1I/s200/v.jpg" width="81" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq8JrC9j6I/AAAAAAAAAP4/kGzlCDh3uAY/s1600-h/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191168394857910178" style="WIDTH: 41px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 59px" height="92" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq8JrC9j6I/AAAAAAAAAP4/kGzlCDh3uAY/s200/e.jpg" width="81" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq8JrC9j7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/vN5_tvNieXA/s1600-h/n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191168394857910194" style="WIDTH: 38px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 61px" height="121" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq8JrC9j7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/vN5_tvNieXA/s200/n.jpg" width="94" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq9EbC9j8I/AAAAAAAAAQI/KghHSSvDBBA/s1600-h/t1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191169404175224770" style="WIDTH: 43px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 59px" height="106" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq9EbC9j8I/AAAAAAAAAQI/KghHSSvDBBA/s200/t1.jpg" width="94" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq997C9j-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/1I8qgllwYRw/s1600-h/u1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191170392017702882" style="WIDTH: 44px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 59px" height="87" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq997C9j-I/AAAAAAAAAQY/1I8qgllwYRw/s200/u1.jpg" width="69" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq9ErC9j9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4LBjdEJ257E/s1600-h/r3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191169408470192082" style="WIDTH: 42px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 60px" height="122" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq9ErC9j9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/4LBjdEJ257E/s200/r3.jpg" width="62" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq997C9j_I/AAAAAAAAAQg/Ux2810MPfSI/s1600-h/e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191170392017702898" style="WIDTH: 45px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px" height="85" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq997C9j_I/AAAAAAAAAQg/Ux2810MPfSI/s200/e1.jpg" width="62" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking of some activities that I can get Elijah involved in this summer. I was going to sign him up for t-ball, but I waited around until the teams were full. He will still being going to pre-school throughout the summer, but I think I am going to do this "letter of the week" idea I have heard about. Basically, you focus on a different letter each week and do activities that relate to that letter. I think it will be fun and a great learning tool to boot. Not only that, it will get us out of the house more often. Stay tuned for "letter A" and ideas of what we will be doing!&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/15094322-2572656579626503425?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/2572656579626503425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2572656579626503425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2572656579626503425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='Summer Fun'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SArCerC9kGI/AAAAAAAAARY/4ovjLFMCfIQ/s72-c/O.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8058717520950996441</id><published>2008-04-19T17:18:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:45.798-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purse'/><title type='text'>It's in the bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191094783413423666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAp5M7C9jjI/AAAAAAAAANA/w1VN0Pd0hSM/s400/in+the+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191094787708390978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAp5NLC9jkI/AAAAAAAAANI/qdObgN5t5G0/s400/hot+springs+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt; People are always asking me "what all do you carry in that bag?" I love to carry big bags and they are usually packed full of things that I believe to be useful in any given situation. So, here are the exciting things I have been carrying around lately in my awesome bag I found while in Hot Springs last week. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cell phone &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;book of stamps &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;digital camera with case and two spare batteries &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shout spot eraser pen &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;calculator &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;notary stamp &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;eyeglasses with case &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;four ponytail holders &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Foxy"-pepper spray &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;three prescriptions for Elijah I have yet to get filled &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;four pens &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;two pencils &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;business cards and card holder &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;six medications &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;three tampons &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;hairspray &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;hand lotion &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;clear nail polish &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;three binder clips &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crystal Light on-the-go lemonade packet &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;two tins of Ice Breakers pomegranate lemon-aid mints &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;tin of Ice Breakers peppermint mints &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;pack of Trident gum &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;roll of wintergreen Lifesavers &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;two lighters &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;two wallets which contain&lt;br /&gt;check book&lt;br /&gt;check register&lt;br /&gt;an assortment of receipts&lt;br /&gt;one Chuck E. Cheese token&lt;br /&gt;four dollars&lt;br /&gt;$1.21 in change&lt;br /&gt;driver's license&lt;br /&gt;variety of cards &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;powder compact &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;lipstick/eyeshadow compact &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;eyeshadow compact &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;powder brush &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;blush brush &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"L" zip bag that contains my digital picture keychain with the cable cord and disc &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;insulted make-up bag which has&lt;br /&gt;chapstick&lt;br /&gt;strawberry lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;Clinique Happy perfume&lt;br /&gt;nail file&lt;br /&gt;two tweezers&lt;br /&gt;loose powder blush&lt;br /&gt;blush compact&lt;br /&gt;four shades of lip liner&lt;br /&gt;two shades of concealer&lt;br /&gt;three black mascara&lt;br /&gt;three eyeliners&lt;br /&gt;eyeshadow compact&lt;br /&gt;thirteen lipsticks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-8058717520950996441?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8058717520950996441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-in-bag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8058717520950996441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8058717520950996441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-in-bag.html' title='It&apos;s in the bag'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAp5M7C9jjI/AAAAAAAAANA/w1VN0Pd0hSM/s72-c/in+the+bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6952856981691152825</id><published>2008-04-12T20:00:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:46.447-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Springs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horse race'/><title type='text'>Hot Springs</title><content type='html'>Vicki, Sherri and I headed to Hot Springs for the Child Abuse and Neglect Conference on Wednesday. The seminars were great! I only heard one speaker the whole time I was there, but gained a ton of information. I usually bounce around listening to a variety of topics, but I was hooked on the very first speaker I heard. He is a detective from Texas and had a wealth of insight on child sexual abuse issues. He really got my mind thinking about a lot of things and what direction I want to go in professionally. Not to say I don't love what I do, but I have always been interested in the investigation aspect of crime. I am one by nature, so I think that is why I have such a strong drive to go into the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191456196321448146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAvB57C9kNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/B4KWVjgPsR8/s400/Arlington+Hotel+Resort+and+Spa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The other greats things about going on a work trip to Hot Springs is that we always stay at the Arlington Resort Hotel and Spa. I love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ambiance&lt;/span&gt; of that place. So relaxing. Typically, Vicki and I go to the bath house there and get the works-bath, towel wrap, and massage. To my surprise, neither of us were all that interested in it this time around. We hung out in the lobby the first night and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; a few drinks while we listened to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; live music. We ate good food...Porterhouse, On The Border and Rolando's. If you are ever in Hot Springs you must check out Rolando's. Have the Adventure Platter...I promise you won't regret it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191540369090515202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwOdbC9kQI/AAAAAAAAATE/WykpCeTzYMY/s400/headerDual.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to our tradition, Friday afternoon we headed to Oaklawn Park for some horseracing fun. I am not a gambler, but it is fun to do it once a year. I don't ever spend more than twenty bucks and every once in a while I leave there breaking even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, now the good stuff. Shopping! What I look forward to most is strolling down Central Ave. and checking out all the neat shops. Scores this time around...shiny black/white/grey cheveron handbag, handpainted art, choker with two pendants (cross and high heel shoe), mango lime salsa, fru fru napkins, wall cross, and gifts for Elijah and the Allens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-6952856981691152825?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6952856981691152825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/hot-springs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6952856981691152825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6952856981691152825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/hot-springs.html' title='Hot Springs'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAvB57C9kNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/B4KWVjgPsR8/s72-c/Arlington+Hotel+Resort+and+Spa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6676979245926842024</id><published>2008-04-08T22:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:46.920-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiley'/><title type='text'>Look who's Three!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Kiley June!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq4TLC9juI/AAAAAAAAAOY/aQ76dT1-NZg/s1600-h/mom%27s+camera+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191164160020156130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq4TLC9juI/AAAAAAAAAOY/aQ76dT1-NZg/s320/mom%27s+camera+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq4T7C9jvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/aZDZk5NarVA/s1600-h/mom%27s+camera+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191164172905058034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq4T7C9jvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/aZDZk5NarVA/s320/mom%27s+camera+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq4ULC9jwI/AAAAAAAAAOo/rS2OtCEv3lk/s1600-h/mom%27s+camera+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191164177200025346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq4ULC9jwI/AAAAAAAAAOo/rS2OtCEv3lk/s320/mom%27s+camera+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq4UbC9jxI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1IDoMxwN5rU/s1600-h/mom%27s+camera+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191164181494992658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq4UbC9jxI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1IDoMxwN5rU/s320/mom%27s+camera+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-6676979245926842024?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6676979245926842024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-kiley-june.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6676979245926842024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6676979245926842024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-kiley-june.html' title='Look who&apos;s Three!'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq4TLC9juI/AAAAAAAAAOY/aQ76dT1-NZg/s72-c/mom%27s+camera+117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-7147809629632076935</id><published>2008-04-08T22:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:47.228-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuck E. Cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Elijah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAh8WOZyQ3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/MdLUti5sgVY/s1600-h/of%3D50,295,44232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190535291809710962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAh8WOZyQ3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/MdLUti5sgVY/s320/of%3D50,295,44232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is hard to believe Elijah is four! He is growing up way to fast. I let him plan his own party this year. He was super excited about picking out his cake, preparing the party favors and counting down the days until the big party. Unfortunately, he became very ill the week of his birthday, so we had to postpone the festivities. He was not at all happy about that. We finally got to have the party at Chuck E. Cheese and he invited several of his friends from church. A good time was had by all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-7147809629632076935?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/7147809629632076935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-elijah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7147809629632076935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7147809629632076935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-elijah.html' title='Happy Birthday Elijah!'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAh8WOZyQ3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/MdLUti5sgVY/s72-c/of%3D50,295,44232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8073961979243026126</id><published>2008-04-06T21:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:47.602-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><title type='text'>Strike...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq1brC9jsI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VtarGMhAyhE/s1600-h/mom%27s+camera+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191161007514160834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq1brC9jsI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VtarGMhAyhE/s400/mom%27s+camera+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq1b7C9jtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/522-DWNL5vY/s1600-h/mom%27s+camera+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191161011809128146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq1b7C9jtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/522-DWNL5vY/s400/mom%27s+camera+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kiley's third birthday party was today at the Jonesboro Bowling Alley. This was Elijah's second time to bowl and the first time I have been since I was about 13 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final score-Elijah 127...me 51. Pretty funny stuff.&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/15094322-8073961979243026126?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8073961979243026126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/strike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8073961979243026126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8073961979243026126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/strike.html' title='Strike...'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAq1brC9jsI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VtarGMhAyhE/s72-c/mom%27s+camera+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-339541626385436802</id><published>2008-03-29T23:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:47.669-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>*My brother*My mother*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwSn7C9kSI/AAAAAAAAATU/YHju46OZcZU/s1600-h/mom%27s+camera+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191544947525652770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwSn7C9kSI/AAAAAAAAATU/YHju46OZcZU/s400/mom%27s+camera+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwSB7C9kRI/AAAAAAAAATM/JzvhlqNWN78/s1600-h/mom%27s+camera+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-339541626385436802?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/339541626385436802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-mothermy-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/339541626385436802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/339541626385436802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-mothermy-brother.html' title='*My brother*My mother*'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwSn7C9kSI/AAAAAAAAATU/YHju46OZcZU/s72-c/mom%27s+camera+207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6183549583685595233</id><published>2008-03-27T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:47.887-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><title type='text'>Four years old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDHh3oxpBjI/AAAAAAAAAqs/XqECk3hxw9c/s1600-h/Collage-E+school+pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202187390544315954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDHh3oxpBjI/AAAAAAAAAqs/XqECk3hxw9c/s400/Collage-E+school+pics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAoH07C9jeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Id8MhElDhFI/s1600-h/Elijah+school+pictures+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAoH07C9jfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/d3jgGN2D1tc/s1600-h/Elijah+school+pictures.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAoH1LC9jgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/k2gdYQgn7lc/s1600-h/Elijah+school+pictures+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-6183549583685595233?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6183549583685595233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/four-years-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6183549583685595233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6183549583685595233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/four-years-old.html' title='Four years old'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDHh3oxpBjI/AAAAAAAAAqs/XqECk3hxw9c/s72-c/Collage-E+school+pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-7563804231037920800</id><published>2008-03-23T01:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:48.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiley'/><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Easter this year was pretty laid back. We went to church as usual and then we came to our house. My niece, Kiley, and Elijah hunted for easter eggs in our front yard. It was fun to watch them try to outwit each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, how many did you find?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAj31OZyRUI/AAAAAAAAAME/pEy4enkyBT4/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190671064315872578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAj31OZyRUI/AAAAAAAAAME/pEy4enkyBT4/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190671060020905266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAj30-ZyRTI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Lo2PQpsHcJA/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190671051430970658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAj30eZyRSI/AAAAAAAAAL0/nGh3oQAQe1E/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looks like we all know who got the most eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjzpeZyRRI/AAAAAAAAALs/fVj7Ntiw_AM/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190666464405898514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjzpeZyRRI/AAAAAAAAALs/fVj7Ntiw_AM/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/15094322-7563804231037920800?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/7563804231037920800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7563804231037920800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7563804231037920800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAj31OZyRUI/AAAAAAAAAME/pEy4enkyBT4/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8561781423684147956</id><published>2008-03-08T01:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:49.279-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Spring is near! What, is that snow?!?</title><content type='html'>March 1st-It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. My mom, Elijah and I headed to the store to purchase some sand for the sandbox. We spent a couple hours outside playing in the sand and blowing bubbles. Elijah and Eko had a blast!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190611767997383570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjB5uZyQ5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/OJeKwY0gQ9E/s320/191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 7th-Fast forward six days...SNOW! Weather in Arkansas is so unpredictable. I left work early and Elijah and I headed home before the roads got bad. To my surprise, Elijah wasn't up for going out. We took a late nap and headed outside around dark. I was on a mission to build a snowman. Elijah could have cared less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjEwuZyQ6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/UniILzyK69Q/s1600-h/208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190614911913444258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjEwuZyQ6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/UniILzyK69Q/s320/208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pathetic-looking two foot tall snowman! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjEw-ZyQ7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/tjrRsVAQHf8/s1600-h/209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190614916208411570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjEw-ZyQ7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/tjrRsVAQHf8/s320/209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-8561781423684147956?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8561781423684147956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-is-near.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8561781423684147956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8561781423684147956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-is-near.html' title='Spring is near! What, is that snow?!?'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjB5uZyQ5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/OJeKwY0gQ9E/s72-c/191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-3499346367802845939</id><published>2008-03-01T14:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:49.515-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHE'/><title type='text'>SHE Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjzKuZyRQI/AAAAAAAAALk/Lgq03ZNsnWA/s1600-h/the+whole+gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190665936124921090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjzKuZyRQI/AAAAAAAAALk/Lgq03ZNsnWA/s400/the+whole+gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our women's group at Crossroads Church had our annual SHE Retreat at Cedar Glades. It was an amazing weekend. We have a great group of women who love the Lord. The focus of this years retreat was cooking, cleaning, and organizing. Definitely topics that I could benefit from! I was honored to be asked to share my story about a typical day of my life. Of course, I lost the questions that were provided for me in advance, all the more reason I need some tips on organization! I was extremely emotional while sharing me story. Actually, I was emotional all morning long. There were four other women who shared and each of their stories touched me. By the time I spoke I was like a leaky faucet. I realized a great deal about myself at the retreat and I am thankful to Christine, Dana and Misty for all the work they do. &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/15094322-3499346367802845939?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/3499346367802845939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/she-retreat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3499346367802845939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3499346367802845939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/she-retreat.html' title='SHE Retreat'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjzKuZyRQI/AAAAAAAAALk/Lgq03ZNsnWA/s72-c/the+whole+gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6697462066764593973</id><published>2008-02-18T22:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:49.770-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eko'/><title type='text'>I finally caved...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjAQ-ZyQ4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/fatnZCGAf3A/s1600-h/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190609968406086530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjAQ-ZyQ4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/fatnZCGAf3A/s320/154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't she the sweetest thing you ever saw! This is the newest addition to our family. Eko was born January 3, 2008, and we brought her home today! Elijah has been begging for a black dog for about 10 months now. There are a million reasons why I didn't want another living creature to take care of, but in the end Elijah won.&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/15094322-6697462066764593973?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6697462066764593973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-finally-caved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6697462066764593973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6697462066764593973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-finally-caved.html' title='I finally caved...'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjAQ-ZyQ4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/fatnZCGAf3A/s72-c/154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-7446165302384539455</id><published>2008-02-03T20:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:49.921-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>Go Hogs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjyGeZyRLI/AAAAAAAAAK8/U1lRqiuE8AQ/s1600-h/Picture%2520001%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190664763598849202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjyGeZyRLI/AAAAAAAAAK8/U1lRqiuE8AQ/s400/Picture%2520001%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super Bowl Sunday. Whoopie. I am not a big sports fan so days such as this are not a big deal to me. However, our church has a tradition for everyone to wear their favorite sports team apparel to church on Super Bowl Sunday. Elijah and I wore our Hogs sweatshirts. Abby just happened to wear her Razorbacks cheerleading outfit. Priceless.&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/15094322-7446165302384539455?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/7446165302384539455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/01/go-hogs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7446165302384539455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7446165302384539455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/01/go-hogs.html' title='Go Hogs!'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjyGeZyRLI/AAAAAAAAAK8/U1lRqiuE8AQ/s72-c/Picture%2520001%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-3346745292009613409</id><published>2008-02-02T23:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:50.069-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pageant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Queen for a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjyduZyRMI/AAAAAAAAALE/f5zAiDKQf0w/s1600-h/Picture%2520012%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190665163030807746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjyduZyRMI/AAAAAAAAALE/f5zAiDKQf0w/s400/Picture%2520012%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I finally broke down and went to one of Lexi's pageants. I am not too thrilled with pageants because I don't like what they promote. I believe it teaches children that physical beauty is what you strive for and that is how you get ahead in life. I went because I rarely get to go to either of the girls extracurricular activities and wanted Lexi to know I care. She looked beautiful and was crowned Queen for the Little Miss Brookland pageant. I just pray Lexi always knows what a beautiful person she is and it doesn't take a judge to tell her that. I love that little girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-3346745292009613409?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/3346745292009613409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/02/queen-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3346745292009613409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/3346745292009613409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/02/queen-for-day.html' title='Queen for a day'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjyduZyRMI/AAAAAAAAALE/f5zAiDKQf0w/s72-c/Picture%2520012%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-6954295367402860050</id><published>2008-02-02T23:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:50.361-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Yarrgh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjwxeZyRHI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZhHxyfDg65I/s1600-h/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190663303309968498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjwxeZyRHI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZhHxyfDg65I/s320/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjwyeZyRII/AAAAAAAAAKk/KnSt1edWlto/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190663320489837698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjwyeZyRII/AAAAAAAAAKk/KnSt1edWlto/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of Elijah's friends from church, Saraya, had her fourth birthday party today and the theme was Peter Pan. Of course, we had to go get a new costume. I was really proud of myself because I only spent $13 dollars on this great item. I found it at J. Christopher's.&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/15094322-6954295367402860050?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/6954295367402860050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/02/pirate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6954295367402860050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/6954295367402860050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/02/pirate.html' title='Yarrgh!'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjwxeZyRHI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZhHxyfDg65I/s72-c/113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-4175125283801149319</id><published>2008-01-31T23:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:50.519-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST'/><title type='text'>Lost is back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAs7z7C9kKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/V2CnZNWqrcY/s1600-h/LostCalendar2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191308758684111010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAs7z7C9kKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/V2CnZNWqrcY/s400/LostCalendar2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAsw0LC9kJI/AAAAAAAAARw/E2eSOIP7ohw/s1600-h/mom%27s+camera+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how pumped I am about the season &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;premiere&lt;/span&gt; of Lost! I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;diligently&lt;/span&gt; watched Seasons 1,2 and 3 to get caught up. I watched Season 1 when it first aired back in 2004. I loved it then, but life got hectic the next couple seasons and I only caught bits and pieces of it. Thankfully, Dana let me borrow her box sets to get caught up. Let me tell you, there were some nights I watched five hours straight. I started staying up until one or two in the morning again, just because I couldn't get enough. I would tell myself, "okay, after this episode I have GOT to go to bed." Then there would be this suspenseful cliffhanger and I just had to watch the next. It was ridiculous. Regardless, I am glad I am up-to-date and can't wait to see how this season &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unfolds&lt;/span&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/15094322-4175125283801149319?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/4175125283801149319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4175125283801149319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4175125283801149319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost-is-back.html' title='Lost is back!!!'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAs7z7C9kKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/V2CnZNWqrcY/s72-c/LostCalendar2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-1714275819998082901</id><published>2008-01-17T23:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:50.862-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>See what happens when you let your children dress themselves! 'nough said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwToLC9kTI/AAAAAAAAATc/HoJ3hBYnjl0/s1600-h/100_1950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191546051332247858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwToLC9kTI/AAAAAAAAATc/HoJ3hBYnjl0/s320/100_1950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-1714275819998082901?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/1714275819998082901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/01/see-what-happens-when-you-let-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1714275819998082901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1714275819998082901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/01/see-what-happens-when-you-let-your.html' title='See what happens when you let your children dress themselves! &apos;nough said.'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAwToLC9kTI/AAAAAAAAATc/HoJ3hBYnjl0/s72-c/100_1950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-1871682281772431386</id><published>2007-12-25T21:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:51.069-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAqky7C9jrI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KIrpvm-_jjw/s1600-h/mom%27s+camera+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191142715248447154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAqky7C9jrI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KIrpvm-_jjw/s320/mom%27s+camera+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-1871682281772431386?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/1871682281772431386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/christmas-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1871682281772431386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/1871682281772431386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2008/04/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAqky7C9jrI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KIrpvm-_jjw/s72-c/mom%27s+camera+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5926671829014507780</id><published>2007-12-25T01:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:51.442-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny sayings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjxN-ZyRJI/AAAAAAAAAKs/EinBKPdOnHE/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190663792936240274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjxN-ZyRJI/AAAAAAAAAKs/EinBKPdOnHE/s320/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjxOeZyRKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pm-pzIQHpPg/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190663801526174882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjxOeZyRKI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pm-pzIQHpPg/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elijah and I went out at dusk to find the perfect spot to leave Santa's key. Since we don't have a chimney we had to improvise. Elijah decided the best place to put it would be on the ledge by the front door. Good choice son! Then we sprinkled Magic Reindeer Food all over the front yard. I believe Elijah covered every square inch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were busy covering the yard, I asked Elijah if he could tell me what is the most important thing about Christmas. His response was priceless. It went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Elijah...&lt;br /&gt;"It's Jesus' birthday!!!!!!! Would you stop asking me that!!!!! Are you crazy, mom?? (sprinkling the yard) Huh? Are you? (more sprinkling) Are you crazy? (more sprinkling) Are you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the funniest things I have ever heard. Fortunately, I got it on video. However, it had gotten pretty dark at that point so the picture is dark. I am going to see if I can find someone who can fanagle it to get a better quality picture. I am telling you, I may just be the next World's Funniest Video winner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-5926671829014507780?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/5926671829014507780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5926671829014507780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5926671829014507780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjxN-ZyRJI/AAAAAAAAAKs/EinBKPdOnHE/s72-c/060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-5850197587523428669</id><published>2007-11-01T14:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:52.028-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><title type='text'>So versatile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjy6OZyRNI/AAAAAAAAALM/9rMUiiGMwJg/s1600-h/Elijah%2520Dress%2520Up%2520Day%2520Pictures%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190665652657079506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjy6OZyRNI/AAAAAAAAALM/9rMUiiGMwJg/s400/Elijah%2520Dress%2520Up%2520Day%2520Pictures%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjy6uZyROI/AAAAAAAAALU/aWMqZiRSVjU/s1600-h/Elijah%2520Dress%2520Up%2520Day%2520Pictures%2520003%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190665661247014114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjy6uZyROI/AAAAAAAAALU/aWMqZiRSVjU/s400/Elijah%2520Dress%2520Up%2520Day%2520Pictures%2520003%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjy6-ZyRPI/AAAAAAAAALc/JbXUGucP14I/s1600-h/Elijah%2520Dress%2520Up%2520Day%2520Pictures%2520004%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190665665541981426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjy6-ZyRPI/AAAAAAAAALc/JbXUGucP14I/s400/Elijah%2520Dress%2520Up%2520Day%2520Pictures%2520004%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-5850197587523428669?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/5850197587523428669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-little-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5850197587523428669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/5850197587523428669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-little-man.html' title='So versatile'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjy6OZyRNI/AAAAAAAAALM/9rMUiiGMwJg/s72-c/Elijah%2520Dress%2520Up%2520Day%2520Pictures%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-357178184308937664</id><published>2007-10-31T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:52.367-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party @ the Allen's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDjkMFRg3uI/AAAAAAAABYg/WxKmjyTtSmI/s1600-h/l_f5832189fe7f1f8a67cff990256ff762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204160265651805922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDjkMFRg3uI/AAAAAAAABYg/WxKmjyTtSmI/s400/l_f5832189fe7f1f8a67cff990256ff762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDjkMVRg3vI/AAAAAAAABYo/YaGIoAmDJLQ/s1600-h/l_4f3da9123a42c90686f6d37d8ec776c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204160269946773234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDjkMVRg3vI/AAAAAAAABYo/YaGIoAmDJLQ/s400/l_4f3da9123a42c90686f6d37d8ec776c6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-357178184308937664?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/357178184308937664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-party-allens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/357178184308937664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/357178184308937664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-party-allens.html' title='Halloween Party @ the Allen&apos;s'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SDjkMFRg3uI/AAAAAAAABYg/WxKmjyTtSmI/s72-c/l_f5832189fe7f1f8a67cff990256ff762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-2393121531886761259</id><published>2007-10-28T13:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:53.656-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pumpkin Hollow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Hollow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAqX6rC9jpI/AAAAAAAAANw/GQ-SlfpOhWQ/s1600-h/Pumpkin+Hollow+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191128554741272210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAqX6rC9jpI/AAAAAAAAANw/GQ-SlfpOhWQ/s320/Pumpkin+Hollow+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our church caravaned down to Pumpkin Hollow for a day of family fun. We had never been so the excitement was high. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjwBOZyRFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/pqvoc2jYb1c/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190662474381280338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjwBOZyRFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/pqvoc2jYb1c/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grinding the corn...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191126493156970114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAqWCrC9joI/AAAAAAAAANo/6bbuuMQpSTE/s320/Pumpkin+Hollow+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elijah got to participate in his first pig chase. He wasn't able to catch the pig, but had a fun time trying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191126480272068178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAqWB7C9jlI/AAAAAAAAANQ/EDhovHdQbJE/s320/Pumpkin+Hollow+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Enjoying the hayride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191129795986820770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAqZC7C9jqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Se5nzmIYgSY/s320/Pumpkin+Hollow+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking a train ride...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191126488862002802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAqWCbC9jnI/AAAAAAAAANg/EpLrMT2K9QA/s320/Pumpkin+Hollow+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making our way through the cornfield maze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191126480272068194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAqWB7C9jmI/AAAAAAAAANY/oAKmHq3iwns/s320/Pumpkin+Hollow+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picking out their own pumpkins from the pumpkin patch...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjwB-ZyRGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7-2xf_DNV3Q/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190662487266182242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjwB-ZyRGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7-2xf_DNV3Q/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&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/15094322-2393121531886761259?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/2393121531886761259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin-hollow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2393121531886761259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/2393121531886761259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin-hollow.html' title='Pumpkin Hollow'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAqX6rC9jpI/AAAAAAAAANw/GQ-SlfpOhWQ/s72-c/Pumpkin+Hollow+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-4655328156508465464</id><published>2007-10-21T08:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:53.903-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SA3luPAXecI/AAAAAAAAATo/3ipySUbMVHw/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192058527892863426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SA3luPAXecI/AAAAAAAAATo/3ipySUbMVHw/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elijah and Mrs. Rhonda-Halloween party at school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-4655328156508465464?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/4655328156508465464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4655328156508465464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4655328156508465464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SA3luPAXecI/AAAAAAAAATo/3ipySUbMVHw/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-7284941445211874989</id><published>2007-10-10T13:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:54.736-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Halloween Sleepover</title><content type='html'>Vicki and I thought it would be a good idea to have Hannah, Graham and Elijah over for a slumber party to kick off the Halloween festivities. Vicki and I both love Halloween and knew the kids would have a blast. They decorated a gingerbread house, played pool and foosball, carved pumpkins, and watched Monster House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjvDuZyRBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/cx7mU8m37WY/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190661417819325458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjvDuZyRBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/cx7mU8m37WY/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjvEOZyRCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/x9UIz_OhPcE/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190661426409260066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjvEOZyRCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/x9UIz_OhPcE/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjvEeZyRDI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LXhsnF6KvcI/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190661430704227378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjvEeZyRDI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LXhsnF6KvcI/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first pumpkin Elijah ever carved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjvE-ZyREI/AAAAAAAAAKE/NOgIDNA1DAU/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190661439294161986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjvE-ZyREI/AAAAAAAAAKE/NOgIDNA1DAU/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/15094322-7284941445211874989?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/7284941445211874989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-sleepover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7284941445211874989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/7284941445211874989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-sleepover.html' title='Halloween Sleepover'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjvDuZyRBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/cx7mU8m37WY/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-4286826930012600791</id><published>2007-10-03T13:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:54.815-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Precious Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjtGuZyRAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0hYc-yGLKOY/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190659270335677442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjtGuZyRAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0hYc-yGLKOY/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah and his Papa Ronnie taking a snooze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-4286826930012600791?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/4286826930012600791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/10/papa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4286826930012600791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/4286826930012600791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/10/papa.html' title='Precious Moments'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjtGuZyRAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0hYc-yGLKOY/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-789894204727178201</id><published>2007-09-23T13:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:55.499-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Rodeo</title><content type='html'>I decided to take Elijah to the Rodeo again this year. Last year we were there for 20 minutes max when Elijah decided he had had enough. This year was alittle better. I think we stayed for about an hour. Unfortunately, I believe he inherited my homebody trait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjsrOZyQ9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/XPpLTVbbR-Y/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190658797889274834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="191" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjsrOZyQ9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/XPpLTVbbR-Y/s320/009.JPG" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjsseZyQ-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/1NwNEZhvUig/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190658819364111330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="205" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjsseZyQ-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/1NwNEZhvUig/s320/015.JPG" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjssuZyQ_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/SkLg_qxYYdw/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190658823659078642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="272" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjssuZyQ_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/SkLg_qxYYdw/s320/018.JPG" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15094322-789894204727178201?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/789894204727178201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/09/rodeo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/789894204727178201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/789894204727178201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/09/rodeo.html' title='Rodeo'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAjsrOZyQ9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/XPpLTVbbR-Y/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15094322.post-8641581808285423565</id><published>2007-03-31T09:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:47:55.684-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHE'/><title type='text'>SHE Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAoIfrC9jhI/AAAAAAAAAMs/d9Ng1faRaa0/s1600-h/she+retreat+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190970860722032146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAoIfrC9jhI/AAAAAAAAAMs/d9Ng1faRaa0/s400/she+retreat+2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my best friends, Michele, invited me to attend the women's retreat for Crossroads Church. I was a member at Crossroads for about a year and a half, but had not been in about two years. I was pretty hesitate to go, but I decided why not? I was so glad I did. We had an excellent speaker talk to us about witnessing and tools to help you. I found myself feeling so convicted for not being in church and not spreading the word about what God has done in my life. I vowed that day to get back in church and start living a Godly life. There is no other way.&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/15094322-8641581808285423565?l=saavy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/feeds/8641581808285423565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8641581808285423565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15094322/posts/default/8641581808285423565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saavy.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='SHE Retreat'/><author><name>Lesley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151254102645306770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SMXKgzhGWPI/AAAAAAAACHk/feYW401YE08/S220/Circus+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dimD5CUSfbI/SAoIfrC9jhI/AAAAAAAAAMs/d9Ng1faRaa0/s72-c/she+retreat+2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
