tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25684355316112830712024-03-23T06:32:32.014-04:00In Christ Alone"I have been crucified with Christ; it is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me." ~Galatians 2:20Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.comBlogger99125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-24662470412018905332010-12-22T23:37:00.004-05:002010-12-23T00:10:04.199-05:00Best. Christmas. Movie. Ever.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/R7Kwn3YpmNQ?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/MQ4JeqY0Noc?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>I came across these videos on youtube with some of the best clips from the movie "It's a Wonderful Life". For me, watching this movie makes Christmas more complete--this is a favorite film in my household and I'm sure it's the same in yours. =) If I don't post before Saturday, Merry Christmas everyone!!! =) *you'll have to turn my music off at the bottom to watch the videos. And if you only have time to watch one, watch the one on the bottom-it's definitely my favorite*Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-17292780696051186342010-12-01T22:12:00.000-05:002010-12-01T22:12:31.052-05:00A Man-to-Man TalkOk, I came across this while reading some threads about Pride and Prejudice (you know me and my period dramas) and I thought it was hilarious. It's an imaginary conversation between Darcy and John Thornton (North and South). It's funnny how alike these two are...and how much the women they're in love with have similarities. This is just for fun...hope you enjoy. =) <br />
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Fitzwilliam Darcy: “All right?” <br />
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John Thornton: “I’ve been better.” <br />
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FD: “Hmmm, I know that look. You’ve got woman trouble and I bet I know of just what kind. Don’t tell me. You met a girl with more than the full complement of opinions. You then spent several weeks trying to tell yourself you didn’t like her, in spite of the fact that you were thinking about her all the time and pretty much wanted to – er – marry her without delay. You popped over to share the glad tidings and, instead of being deeply sensible of the honour and sobbing into your shirt front with gratitude, she read you a lecture about your shortcomings and started eyeing the fireirons.” <br />
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JT: “That’s exactly what happened – how did you know?” <br />
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FD: “Been there, done that, bought the cravat. There’s more. Having trodden her dainty feet all over your heart, I’ll bet the ranch she then made some crack about you being ungentlemanly.” <br />
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JT: “Oh yes – I got that off both barrels.” <br />
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FD: “Thought so. Me too. Classic ‘get-lost-you-lowlife’ tactic. I take it you exited stage right in a bigger hurry than you arrived?” <br />
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JT: “I did.” <br />
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FD: “And then your own family started getting on the case and, before you knew where you were, you’d got some funereal old bird giving you the yap about how your bride of choice was, in fact, Satan in petticoats.” <br />
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JT: “Yeah, my mother did have one or two things to say on the subject.” <br />
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FD: “I had an aunt sticking her beak in. Did your girlfriend get a visit from the old crone?” <br />
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JT: “She certainly did.” <br />
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FD: “I knew it. And did the light of your life give the old dear a flea for her trouble?” <br />
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JT: “Yep. Big time.” <br />
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FD: “Your woman-of-choice and mine aren’t sisters by any chance are they? She’s got a load of sisters, I lose count ….” <br />
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JT: “Only if her father’s a deceased ex-clergyman. Shame he’s deceased - he was a nice old boy, I really liked him.” <br />
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FD: “Not sisters then. My father-in-law is still among us. He’s a good bloke as it goes, but the mother …. don’t get me started.” <br />
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JT: “Nightmare?” <br />
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FD: “The full ticket to dreadful. All I can say is thank God there are a lot of miles and bad roads between Derbyshire and Hertfordshire. What’s your girlfriend’s old lady like?” <br />
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JT: “Dead.” <br />
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FD: “Result. How’d you manage that?” <br />
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JT: “I polluted the local climate with my factory and it aggravated her consumption. Cost me a fortune in fruit baskets before she finally shuffled off though. Never bought so many flippin’ grapes.” <br />
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FD: “So, to recap: you had the offer of your heart callously given the full frosty. I take it you’ve spent the time since being thoroughly miserable and reforming your character?” <br />
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JT: “Check on both counts. If you knew how much stew I’ve had to eat in the company of oiks just to impress her.” <br />
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FD: “I know the drill. I had to cosy up to my tenants and bribe my housekeeper to spread the word. Believe me, it’ll be worth it in the end - women lap all that stuff up. What you need now is some family crisis that you can sort out on the QT, so you can look heroic but modest with it. I had a stroke of luck in that department. The beloved’s silly cow sister ran off with a total scumbag. I strongarmed the scumbag into doing the decent thing. Cost me a packet but the dream date started to look more favourably on the old suit so it was worth every penny.” <br />
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JT: “I’m already sorted on that one thanks. There was some trouble with this girl’s brother. Never met him but he sounds like a bit of a numpty to be honest. Anyway, he landed her with a possible court appearance which made her lip wobble big time. Couldn’t have that, so I put a stop to it.” <br />
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FD: “What did she say to that?” <br />
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JT: “Not much, although she has stopped lecturing me about my moral duty every time I enter a room, so that’s a step up. I’m going to see her later this morning actually. She wants to lend me 18 grand.” <br />
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FD: “18 grand eh? Well, it’s none of my business mate, but I think you might be in there.” <br />
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JT: “I dunno. I saw her at dinner last night and she wasn’t very chatty. Looked a bit pink though.” <br />
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FD: “Well, play it by ear. See how she is this a.m. Have you got some romantic gesture up your sleeve just in case the moment presents?” <br />
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JT: “It’s not up my sleeve, it’s in my waistcoat pocket. I’ve got some roses in there that come from her hometown. She’s completely sentimental about the place.” <br />
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FD: “Impressive. If she doesn’t want to snuggle up after that I think you’ll just have to cut your losses.” <br />
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JT: “Oh well, better get going – don’t want to be late. Just one thing though …. do you think there’s any truth in the saying that if you want to know what your wife will be like in 20 years, just look at her mother?” <br />
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FD: “Let’s hope, for your sake and mine, that there isn’t.”Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-57027692903239428162010-11-13T00:35:00.000-05:002010-11-13T00:35:53.415-05:00An Overdue UpdateHas it REALLY been since January of this year that I posted?? Wow, I've really become a slacker with this blog. I'm sure hardly anyone ever checks on here anymore, but I'm sorry for those of you who do and never see any new posts! This year has gone by so fast for me. I'm still in the dental hygiene program, and Lord willing,I'll be graduating in 6 months. Can you believe it? I feel like I just started, and I'm already almost done with my 3rd semester in the program. God has really brought me a long way, and I am so amazed at how He has been answering my prayers and calming my nerves this year. So far this has been a very challenging semester--clinic has definitely been alot tougher, but more rewarding as well. <br />
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Every time I fail at something I'm always encouraged by a patient, family member, or friend. Today in clinic one of my more challenging patients (as far as treating her) gave me a hug and was so sweet even though I had to see her for about 5 appointments. I'm just so thankful I'm finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel--it's a good reminder to me that God is always faithful with His promises. =)<br />
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Besides school, I've been absolutely loving autumn. It's one of my all-time favorite seasons, especially since my two favorite holidays are around this time-Thanksgiving and Christmas (at least the preparation part). And yes, I've already started to listen to my Christmas collection--I know it spoils everything to start so early, but I look forward to it so much I can't wait. =D <br />
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I can't promise that I'll become better at posting on here, but I'll try to give more updates. I hope you all have been doing well!! <br />
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"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?" Matthew 6:25-34(This has become one of my favorite verses, especially since this semester!)Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-75557351169797912152010-01-16T11:56:00.002-05:002010-01-16T11:56:38.279-05:00Couldn't Resist...Ok, so I know I said I wouldn't be posting for a little bit, but I saw this cute kitty video and I just couldn't resist sharing it. =) <br />
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In Christ,<br />
SaraSarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-87511861493324583442010-01-07T00:35:00.006-05:002010-01-07T00:47:07.901-05:00Favorite Female Period Drama CharactersOk, this might be my last post until I start school again, so I thought I would do a fun post. As you all know, I absolutely love period dramas and fantasy films like Narnia and Lord of the Rings. So I thought I would list 15 of my favorite women characters from certain films and describe what I like about them. If you have the time and you want to, you can do the same by either commenting on this post or writing on your own blog. If you write the list on your own blog, let me know! I'd love to see your responses. And you don't have to do 15...if you can only list 10 or fewer, that's fine. If I have time, I might even be able to do another post about my favorite men from period dramas. =)<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9o7mQkulJsY2G0cIIj2pFq_f3E0HoK8g0_n_2GC1Pst6zd1GZxX0rXbRWy8j-WaaO1Bl97lAYTlQBBucLWcYhxF1hQR-P_ZH7RK89OpGdSpW-TXzQIpflEdUu2CZb9K4pHZydwvpIpgeJ/s1600-h/flurries-Margaret%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9o7mQkulJsY2G0cIIj2pFq_f3E0HoK8g0_n_2GC1Pst6zd1GZxX0rXbRWy8j-WaaO1Bl97lAYTlQBBucLWcYhxF1hQR-P_ZH7RK89OpGdSpW-TXzQIpflEdUu2CZb9K4pHZydwvpIpgeJ/s200/flurries-Margaret%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a>1. Margaret Hale from <em>North and South</em>. I had a lot of trouble picking my top favorite female character, but I finally decided on Margaret. She has so many admirable character traits--she is bold, courageous, and not afraid to speak her mind when it came to defending the factory workers in Milton. Also, she is kind, compassionate, and caring, especially toward her parents. When Margaret finds out that a family in the area is financially struggling, she brings food and other necessities to help them. Althougth Margaret is sometimes outspoken and makes mistakes, her motives are pure and she always seeks to do the right thing.<br />
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2. Elizabeth Bennet from <em>Pride and Prejudice</em>. I almost put Lizzy Bennet as my first choice because I have always admired her. Lizzy is very similar to Miss Hale in that she is bold and is not afraid to tell others what she thinks. She is a bit more witty though and loves sparring with words with Mr. Darcy. Not one to be easily flattered, she does not accept arrogant Mr. Darcy's first proposal even though he is a very wealthy man. While she is rightly prejudiced against him, she readily admits her faults when she realizes how she has mis-judged Darcy and a friend of hers, Mr. Wickham. Elizabeth is beautiful and talented, but she never lets these things go to her head and is humble about her accomplishments. <br />
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</div>3. Catherine Moorland from<em> Northanger Abbey</em>. Now here is a character I can really relate to! Catherine is an avid reader of novels and naively dreams of being a heroine. When family friends take her to Bath, all her dreams seem to be coming true when she meets the dashing Mr. Tilney. Catherine soon meets the rest of his family and becomes convinced that something mysterious lurks in their past. When visiting at the Tilney's esate, Northanger Abbey, she lets her imagination get the better of her, and makes an accusation that shocks Mr. Tilney. Ashamed and grived that she has upset her friend, Catherine is not surprised when she is turned out of Northanger Abbey and left to find her own way home. Of course she has a happy ending, but what I really enjoy about this character is that she does make mistakes that we all find ourselves making. After reading certain books, I find myself daydreaming and making up my own stories, and that's why I find Catherine so amusing and easy to relate to. I think we've all had instances where we speak before we really think the situation out, and that's exactly what Catherine does. Also, she is is sweet, although easily influenced, but is quick to recognize and turn away from wrong. Whew! I sure had a lot to write for her. =)<br />
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</div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-60400925825995745522009-12-25T09:45:00.000-05:002009-12-25T09:45:39.272-05:00Good Tidings!<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And the angel said unto them,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Fear not: for, behold,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I bring you good tidings of great joy,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Which shall be to all people.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">For unto you is born this day</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In the city of David a Savior,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Which is Christ the Lord,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And this shall be a sign unto you;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">You shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Lying in a manger.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Luke 2:10-12</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Earth's joy is small, her mirth is trivial, but heaven has sent us joy immeasurable, fit for immortal minds. Inasmuch as no note if time is appended and no intimation is given that the message will ever be reversed, we may say that it is a lasting joy, a joy which will ring all down the ages, the echoes of which shall be heard until the trumpet brings the resurrection; yes, and onward forever and ever. For when God sent forth the angel in his brightness to say, "I bring you good tidings of great joy, which be to all people," He did as much as say, "From this time forward, it shall be joy to the sons of men; there shall be peace to the human race and goodwill toward men forever and ever, as long as there is glory to God in the highest." What a blessed thought! The Star of Bethlehem shall never set. Jesus, the fairest among ten thousand, the most lovely among the beautiful, is a <strong><em>joy forever</em></strong>. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">~Charles Spurgeon</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;"><em><strong>Merry Christmas!</strong></em></span><br />
</div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-10414776458666569052009-12-21T16:25:00.001-05:002009-12-21T16:26:32.471-05:00Done...for nowI officially completed my first semester in dental hygiene school! Let me tell you, it was hard! I wasn't sure if I was going to make it past the finals, but God gave me the grace to do it. Now I just need to relax and enjoy the Christmas holidays...I feel like I need to be studying something though, so it's a strange (nice!) feeling. A few days ago we got so much snow--a little over 20 inches I think, so maybe it will stay for Christmas and we'll have a white Christmas after all. Speaking of a white Christmas, I think I'll watch that movie later. Here are some pictures from the past few weeks, and from our snowstorm!<br />
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<ul><li>My family-I love them all so much. =) </li>
<li>My God, Who has challenged and pushed me a lot these past couple of months. He's made me realize how much I depend on myself, and how much I fail when I do that. Thank you Lord, for being so patient with me! </li>
<li>My freedom--I really believe that I take this for granted. I was just thinking about all the coutries who don't enjoy the same things I do. Yes, some of our freedoms in America are being compromised, but in comparison to other nations, we are very blessed. </li>
<li>My schooling. Ok, this was a tough one for me to put on the list. I was just thinking how crazy I was for picking dental hygiene as my major...but once again, some young people in other countries might not have the opportunity I have right now. I really take my schooling for granted--there are others who really desire an education, but can't pursue their dreams. </li>
<li>My clothing/food/home/job. These are the little things I KNOW I take for granted each and every day. I find myself complaining that I need new clothes, but in reality, I have more than enough. And food...another biggie that I don't always appreciate. And I'm really blessed to have a job right now, even though I'm only working 1 or 2 days a week. </li>
<li>Finally, I'm thankful for all of you. You know who you are. =) Oh yes, and I'm extremely thankful for my 5 day break from classes...I've been needing this break for awhile now!</li>
</ul>Have a wonderful Thanksgiving everyone!Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-25518688990101774022009-11-22T00:35:00.000-05:002009-11-22T00:35:22.358-05:00'Tis the Season<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://revsongbird.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/11/17/cornucopia.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://revsongbird.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/11/17/cornucopia.gif" yr="true" /></a><br />
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Well, I've done it again. I said I wouldn't, but I just couldn't resist. Another year has come and yet again I've pulled out my Christmas music before Thanksgiving. Actually, I started way back in October, just because I love Christmas music that much. =) It's my favorite holiday, and Thanksgiving follows pretty close after it. Just out of curiosity--does anyone else besides me listen to Christmas music early? I hope I'm not the only one. I think this music is therapeutic for me....it helps calm me when I'm studying the anatomy of teeth. =DSarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-87165804868207373002009-11-07T00:16:00.001-05:002009-11-08T22:32:37.985-05:00It's Here!For all you Jane Austen lovers out there, the new Emma miniseries has just been released! It stars Romola Garai and many other familiar faces from BBC period films. I don't think it's out on DVD yet, but you can watch the series for free on this site (<a href="http://tudorphiles.ning.com/video/emma-part-one-2009-clip-1">http://tudorphiles.ning.com/video/emma-part-one-2009-clip-1</a>). The only drawback is that there are several clips you have to go through to watch the whole film, but I'm glad I can watch it now instead of waiting for my library to get it. I've only watched three clips, and from what I've seen, this might just be my favorite Emma out of all them so far. =) So my mom and I will be enjoying watching another Jane Austen film together...even though we know the storyline by heart.<br />
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It's a little hard watching the movie on the site I posted (the picture quality is very blurry when watching in fullscreen), but if you go this youtube channel (<a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/cat4fab#p/u/23/wIDDka3X-LI">http://www.youtube.com/user/cat4fab#p/u/23/wIDDka3X-LI</a>) you can watch all the channels much easier and the picture is really clear. I'm almost done (1 more episode to go!) and it definitely my favorite out of all of the Emma films.Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-51995946683862560762009-11-06T17:55:00.002-05:002009-11-06T18:01:06.873-05:00Happy Birthday, Rachel! (A few days late)<div style="text-align: center;">She's a little girl who is loving and sweet.<br />
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</div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-31497080804123637592009-10-31T11:14:00.004-04:002009-10-31T11:19:35.194-04:00Corn Mazes...and Gene Kelly =DHappy Saturday to you all! Midterms are over, and these crazy past two weeks have come to an end. Today my family and I are going to a corn maze, so I'm looking forward to just enjoying the day without studying too much. =D Since I don't have that much more to say, I found this fun video of Gene Kelly tap-dancing on rollerskates. That's right, <em>rollerskates</em>. I think that man could do anything. So, I thought I would share it with those of you who enjoy his films. =)<br /><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZAISjlN_p8E&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZAISjlN_p8E&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-70896460647127480842009-10-19T17:28:00.004-04:002009-10-19T17:38:54.158-04:00Just for FunOk, I'm supposed to be studying for midterms, but I'm looking at period drama clips on youtube instead. =D Ella recommended Bleak House, and after watching the series last weekend, I can see why. It is definitely very long, but the story line is so interesting it's hard to stop watching!<br />So...I'm going to post a video that you can watch if you like. The video shows the <em>four</em> proposals Esther had in the movie, and honestly I think Mr. Guppy's two proposals are hilarious (especially the first, just because he was so awkward). If you want, leave a comment and tell me which proposal you think is the best. =) People who have already watched the movie will probably be able to make more sense out of the scenes, but even if you haven't, watch and tell me what you think. Have fun!<br /><br />Alrighty, back to studying for me.<br /><br />P.S. Oh, and you might want to turn my music off at the bottom of my blog.<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pAdp8RCvZL0&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pAdp8RCvZL0&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-80214221789874322202009-10-03T21:21:00.017-04:002009-10-03T22:27:32.057-04:00Life in the Dental Hygiene Program...and more randomness<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Rush. Stress. Study. More Stress. Tests. Teeth, teeth, and more teeth!!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Ok, I think you get the point. This is what my life has been like for the last month. I knew beforehand how it would be in this program, but there is just SO much information I'm learning that my head is spinning when I come home. But I got throught the first month, so I know I can get through the rest of the semester. I am learning a lot of really interesting things in my classes, and I love being with the same people all the time. I'm getting to know everyone and make some good friends, and get this, there's one student in my class who was a dentist in Russia! He's the only guy in the class, but he's funny and makes all of us girls laugh when we're feeling stressed about anything. Also, I met one girl in the class who was homeschooled! I was really excited about that because she is the first homescooler I've met at the college, and it's great having that connection with her. There is sooo much more I could tell you, but I won't bore you with the nitty gritty details. </div>
<br /><div align="center">I do want to ask prayer for something specific in my own life. Before I started the program, I knew my devotion time would become more of a challenge for me to keep up, and I was so sure that I wouldn't let that happen. But it has happened...in the rush of getting to school every morning and studying and reading my textbooks, devotions have been becoming a lower priority. I know I need to be disciplined in this area, and I need to pray more about it. I just feel afraid that my heart will get harder if I keep letting the problem continue. As I get involved in the program and become better friends with the new people I'm meeting, I see how easy it is to depend less on God and more on myself. But the reality of the matter is is that God has been taking me each step of the way, even when I don't realize it. So I need to remember to always give the glory to Him, because it's very easy for me to become prideful. </div><div align="center"></div>
<br /><div align="center">As I'm typing this, I'm looking at our calender, which has a peaceful picture of mountains and the beautiful colors of autumn on the trees. Ever wish you could just jump into one of those pictures and escape life for a little while? I do-I'd love to stay there during this whole upcoming week actually. =) You know what I also love about this picture? It has this beautiful verse from the Psalms which says that God alone is my rock and my salvation. Just like those mountains, He is constant and can not be moved. Even though I haven't been very constant to Him, all along He has been there for me. It puts me to shame just thinking about it as I'm typing these words. My heart is so fickle--one minute it's burning with a passion for the Lord, and the next it's lukewarm and apathetic. I want to change this, but I know it's going to take time and a lot of prayer!</div>
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<br /></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-62389853404376954292009-09-01T21:58:00.005-04:002009-09-01T22:09:12.959-04:00Goodbye, Summer!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJQfwzbIn1zcnBxq-xT0JSvEe9p12vQvJ2JslbfZcBxJdGKTFpzc9JEWnMfGKQQA11UKuiTaZ8-NfnY6M9Lw-4NQaboLKBOCPQ_8VNfOsu4_V_PhULhbhhi_WYFLb710zHotr4hNn8CY-/s1600-h/DSC05483.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376685711256248626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJQfwzbIn1zcnBxq-xT0JSvEe9p12vQvJ2JslbfZcBxJdGKTFpzc9JEWnMfGKQQA11UKuiTaZ8-NfnY6M9Lw-4NQaboLKBOCPQ_8VNfOsu4_V_PhULhbhhi_WYFLb710zHotr4hNn8CY-/s320/DSC05483.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div>Oh dear, what happened to that longer update I was going to give all of you? I can't believe I am starting dental hygiene classes tomorrow! I am very nervous because I have some tough courses, so I appreciate your prayers if anyone still reads this blog! I never did post my summer pictures--I feel like a very bad blogger. I know I really need to catch up with some of your blogs. I hope you all had a fantastic summer...today really felt like a beautiful fall day here, so I hope you were able to enjoy it too! I miss the summer already though; it felt way too fast. =(</div><br /><div></div><div>*Hopefully* I will stay true to my word and update more frequently, even though I'll be really busy. Thanks for bearing with me!</div><br /><div></div><div>Love in Christ,</div><div>Sara</div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-71105820619628194682009-07-27T22:24:00.003-04:002009-07-27T22:31:45.993-04:00Writers BlockIt seems like I've had so much I want to say on here, but as soon as I sit down, my mind goes completely blank! I thought I would have so much time during the summer to really spend time on this blog, but I really failed at that, didn't I? Lord willing I'll be posting something longer very soon! Tell me about your summer- doing anything exciting? Oh, and if you have time, go to <a href="http://girl-inside.blogspot.com/">The Girl Inside</a> if you're interested in finding out about a good book to read.Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-62561072172610983602009-06-23T21:58:00.007-04:002009-06-24T12:56:46.178-04:00Pressing ForwardA dear sister in Christ introduced this song to me, and I was so encouraged by the beautiful lyrics and its message of hope! Please be inspired by it as well- this is for all of you who have been struggling through those long valleys.<br /><br />It's been a hard year<br />But I'm climbing out of the rubble<br />These lessons are hard<br />Healing changes are subtle<br />But every day it's<br /><br />Less like tearing, more like building<br />Less like captive, more like willing<br />Less like breakdown, more like surrender<br />Less like haunting, more like remember<br /><br />And I feel You here<br />And You're picking up the pieces<br />Forever faithful<br />It seemed out of my hands, a bad situation<br />But You are able<br />And in Your hands the pain and hurt<br />Look less like scars and more like<br />Character<br /><br />Less like a prison, more like my room<br />It's less like a casket, more like a womb<br />Less like dying, more like transcending<br />Less like fear, less like an ending<br /><br />And I feel You here<br />And You're picking up the pieces<br />Forever faithful<br />It seemed out of my hands, a bad situation<br />But You are able<br />And in Your hands the pain and hurt<br />Look less like scars<br /><br />Just a little while ago<br />I couldn't feel the power or the hope<br />I couldn't cope, I couldn't feel a thing<br />Just a little while back<br />I was desperate, broken, laid out, hoping<br />You would come<br /><br />And I need You<br />And I want You here<br />And I feel You<br /><br />And I know You're here<br />And You're picking up the pieces<br />Forever faithful<br />It seemed out of my hands, a bad, bad situation<br />But You are able<br /><br />And in Your hands the pain and hurt<br />Look less like scars<br /><br />And more like<br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Character</span></em><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>~</em></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Sara Groves</span><br /><br />"I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus."~Philippians 3:14Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-86773769131488275702009-05-29T12:58:00.006-04:002009-05-29T13:51:51.819-04:00Photography ContestHannah has a photography contest over at her blog, <a href="http://trustinginhislove.blogspot.com/2009/05/laets-try-againphotography-contest.html"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Trusting in His Love</span></a>. Check it out if you have the chance! Here are my two photos.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh_hXNVgClF4zhRGuQVLNPsAGZDQYPGsniO9QLiqmDdHFZ02t0ycz-AoZkc6LGeYfR54I14ox-v1bc9U9sV_v5nV2M4DNPWbS3Wdi87MsuoAXYG7_eVFGUSRSSDYr2yisCXLpuJNpbeq_e/s1600-h/Spring+2008+104.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341302184655496082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh_hXNVgClF4zhRGuQVLNPsAGZDQYPGsniO9QLiqmDdHFZ02t0ycz-AoZkc6LGeYfR54I14ox-v1bc9U9sV_v5nV2M4DNPWbS3Wdi87MsuoAXYG7_eVFGUSRSSDYr2yisCXLpuJNpbeq_e/s400/Spring+2008+104.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUA6dSxgEO7jPeg33AmGhk3uNvjZS20WuLmGTaw8Fo7vmWvBkSJfFee99kt90QlDz6faqkUcunUdHoRNXVvnSlV5x-5xlfSBb74lR4anzJvtgPVjZTxqsuFfUyjB0jEijOleEswB-96fdr/s1600-h/DSC02541.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341299654261693042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUA6dSxgEO7jPeg33AmGhk3uNvjZS20WuLmGTaw8Fo7vmWvBkSJfFee99kt90QlDz6faqkUcunUdHoRNXVvnSlV5x-5xlfSBb74lR4anzJvtgPVjZTxqsuFfUyjB0jEijOleEswB-96fdr/s400/DSC02541.JPG" border="0" /></a></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-69286704886958596592009-05-21T12:56:00.008-04:002009-05-21T13:36:24.779-04:00More Pictures!<div align="center">It's been quite busy these past couple of weeks! First, there was Mother's Day, so I got many family shots that day. It was so beautiful outside, so I hope all of you were able to enjoy the weather and the time spent with loved ones. Then my friend Ashley graduated from Patrick Henry College, and that was a special day! But unfortunately, today my cat died. I don't know if any of you remember, but last year my cat Gracie died, and I'm pretty sure Lulu died of the same sickness. It was very sad because it all happened so fast, but I'm glad she doesn't feel any more pain. I was able to take some sweet pictures of her last Wednesday before she really started to fade, so I'm very thankful for that. </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center">Mom and Grandma</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZvpoGSQ5mZckkmNQuRXHn1TFAEnrU6Np9eDdHZrF0kR1nWVzebEEH88R1DXEG4pgMVmwr0PGPLdR3pJaGtsCuCgzCO-kZl0G_JBiFq6mjv-4GTmKAWSlG5TEa1aaiX0woWBRclsaEcuY8/s1600-h/DSC02367.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338330514308296690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZvpoGSQ5mZckkmNQuRXHn1TFAEnrU6Np9eDdHZrF0kR1nWVzebEEH88R1DXEG4pgMVmwr0PGPLdR3pJaGtsCuCgzCO-kZl0G_JBiFq6mjv-4GTmKAWSlG5TEa1aaiX0woWBRclsaEcuY8/s400/DSC02367.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Mother's Day 09 <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIoMK-FC4f1A22zn68-oCzOuX43lBe4C-3hF9rqbQAUar3ykkLAZuTlbtwadmM06jYXouc9wjjXKBq6fXVJQVJn0jFo2UIZDZthWFfzMIq-cNQIMidF0EowigFzvNYUCMXv20vB2jU6V3c/s1600-h/DSC02425.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338330509159808162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIoMK-FC4f1A22zn68-oCzOuX43lBe4C-3hF9rqbQAUar3ykkLAZuTlbtwadmM06jYXouc9wjjXKBq6fXVJQVJn0jFo2UIZDZthWFfzMIq-cNQIMidF0EowigFzvNYUCMXv20vB2jU6V3c/s400/DSC02425.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83umUxfiMp5hBAdtaUpYBUm_lLxbWpXu1i4Av8JoJSE9_FyhunekjSQilST6GJr_lm3io_p2rCEqont1vRGChX_AkCn1TwEHm9dw7ryqBaKlYZ8jCMcxzy_yE5u5TZ3aiOwB3Whn9D9RP/s1600-h/DSC02433.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338330503829228322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83umUxfiMp5hBAdtaUpYBUm_lLxbWpXu1i4Av8JoJSE9_FyhunekjSQilST6GJr_lm3io_p2rCEqont1vRGChX_AkCn1TwEHm9dw7ryqBaKlYZ8jCMcxzy_yE5u5TZ3aiOwB3Whn9D9RP/s400/DSC02433.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPyMLqUwgT1rY1x-n4esO83v4CyJctuYBCKMp0-ewSkVIHX7hj0o6O3fY3FceTs8b3uRhLFuvFHF20lAx0It2wam9838NnH7hYoz_5knHnpxipsI4-CgajWOB1NSBeL95aCXKDiZM7ePlz/s1600-h/DSC02447.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338329845666679058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPyMLqUwgT1rY1x-n4esO83v4CyJctuYBCKMp0-ewSkVIHX7hj0o6O3fY3FceTs8b3uRhLFuvFHF20lAx0It2wam9838NnH7hYoz_5knHnpxipsI4-CgajWOB1NSBeL95aCXKDiZM7ePlz/s400/DSC02447.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWB4Hge9qmuZoMkmzZn7DJEnf_Px0C3LVAkiAhyphenhyphenaeSqv3TCnhzUAY-813XXAJ2aNi0PCbcyLNe7ZQhJbUnWiTFaiFU3z16V2h0KzNZo5hnrnGoOr8H-U4c0ymw3QticOaekr95rSmTsTAe/s1600-h/DSC02460.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338329843184931666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWB4Hge9qmuZoMkmzZn7DJEnf_Px0C3LVAkiAhyphenhyphenaeSqv3TCnhzUAY-813XXAJ2aNi0PCbcyLNe7ZQhJbUnWiTFaiFU3z16V2h0KzNZo5hnrnGoOr8H-U4c0ymw3QticOaekr95rSmTsTAe/s400/DSC02460.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Patrick Henry College<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQttx_9lyRoR4y22U6ybSCBY5ZF0oxrE1PVx5r9NmowI16tCv4RWIRmjYG24f6zbtQOPPBXFf8bYos8w6EWaN8QuS5LD1Qmb9rvXdWJwl9dkAyoDqghL0OwUKQ52freUg6_Wurds4SjOfy/s1600-h/DSC02834.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338329840306650898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQttx_9lyRoR4y22U6ybSCBY5ZF0oxrE1PVx5r9NmowI16tCv4RWIRmjYG24f6zbtQOPPBXFf8bYos8w6EWaN8QuS5LD1Qmb9rvXdWJwl9dkAyoDqghL0OwUKQ52freUg6_Wurds4SjOfy/s400/DSC02834.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkJ83j15a7EcEqc2Me1vitATTtwMctRDcMTpSmGvPMnBvaisI4Cn87Lb-N55U96UuoLyJtqkppduP0VzjCuemBiY0hYrkRInrnTESY3Sgjq99r5ngl2tsvM7fah8hU8Df4Nbs1yZBB0JHn/s1600-h/DSC02802.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338329835098324466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkJ83j15a7EcEqc2Me1vitATTtwMctRDcMTpSmGvPMnBvaisI4Cn87Lb-N55U96UuoLyJtqkppduP0VzjCuemBiY0hYrkRInrnTESY3Sgjq99r5ngl2tsvM7fah8hU8Df4Nbs1yZBB0JHn/s400/DSC02802.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div>Ashley (on the left) and her family<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETmLKYovEAn0h9uQBnHgwWI4isY9ia1uRcyuRv-9acGdPfzE6Nvpz1P-op04Xkabys9EkCJNeoAKUNuHmCjkSwVZl7izY7S_wlKBeRCfXFLFVVosgm_PjFHN7ZEfw-ML78zgt9ZKptb8u/s1600-h/DSC02799.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338329832339674578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETmLKYovEAn0h9uQBnHgwWI4isY9ia1uRcyuRv-9acGdPfzE6Nvpz1P-op04Xkabys9EkCJNeoAKUNuHmCjkSwVZl7izY7S_wlKBeRCfXFLFVVosgm_PjFHN7ZEfw-ML78zgt9ZKptb8u/s400/DSC02799.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div>Isn't it pretty?<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtrRAzxlqvTz2T0-FlpTVIAlCq7Fdw-slJHhP7m9ZtmgevJcid0b5mXR-beYKONgGIlndZn8Xz_huleGJYgHArCDmovBb8KZD9gW3CcUiNc-5baBQMq2g-g9jsYRercR-HasHGAgfzVHvC/s1600-h/DSC02832.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338328820266857314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtrRAzxlqvTz2T0-FlpTVIAlCq7Fdw-slJHhP7m9ZtmgevJcid0b5mXR-beYKONgGIlndZn8Xz_huleGJYgHArCDmovBb8KZD9gW3CcUiNc-5baBQMq2g-g9jsYRercR-HasHGAgfzVHvC/s400/DSC02832.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaNp1ohG7iJExjfgoB82GjFOA_pIAHggfwTZow835FveT-ciPeX6-xnlq_jqEpTk4mJIC_WluezT0qRWnHDcVSbcaPgJl8WES-xvV9NBpzXKZtkgTxXuhh2Ek0RUcUcO8yKhEBbSAhRWeA/s1600-h/DSC02821.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338328816611172162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaNp1ohG7iJExjfgoB82GjFOA_pIAHggfwTZow835FveT-ciPeX6-xnlq_jqEpTk4mJIC_WluezT0qRWnHDcVSbcaPgJl8WES-xvV9NBpzXKZtkgTxXuhh2Ek0RUcUcO8yKhEBbSAhRWeA/s400/DSC02821.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7YG66wm73Ev9P95Kgz5shEvAYGiViYEph5EDf_GCFBsBRzljpW_VURxvPIFRVH1trxKf77mVuMIqZHmmZ4OoLlOfwHL8Uq2hfrAXYlsDcZNRqU8hhKz1PzR6WclPxlw48djd5Z4KSCt-I/s1600-h/DSC02850.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338328808206862290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7YG66wm73Ev9P95Kgz5shEvAYGiViYEph5EDf_GCFBsBRzljpW_VURxvPIFRVH1trxKf77mVuMIqZHmmZ4OoLlOfwHL8Uq2hfrAXYlsDcZNRqU8hhKz1PzR6WclPxlw48djd5Z4KSCt-I/s400/DSC02850.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH-SX8dyAYgR58Pt4BifYP69JSoBhBUJr5AO3iZrF1JZ61D38uYX1WPLDuE7VaW_Z2yUN2tLF6EpE_GlrwSbSMYxvm1BYq3YfQlfoHeJzCSHCvHkTa6-_0cjEXnyxauz-ZLSHZkeEuBBV5/s1600-h/DSC02857.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338328804076060466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH-SX8dyAYgR58Pt4BifYP69JSoBhBUJr5AO3iZrF1JZ61D38uYX1WPLDuE7VaW_Z2yUN2tLF6EpE_GlrwSbSMYxvm1BYq3YfQlfoHeJzCSHCvHkTa6-_0cjEXnyxauz-ZLSHZkeEuBBV5/s400/DSC02857.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />She's graduated!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy3LPSQ4yI3-VGyWQP606veQfl_jaDInNfBH2NlefrNcfLkbLDwlG1QiK2A5TZqteJwErkUe5JCgwMh_We5Vv5Ac9_wOqAjHrM6qpIOc27SrZj2CWn6FTIzht4w_ryDDbNZk46M1lMUwCF/s1600-h/DSC02869.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338328799808472450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy3LPSQ4yI3-VGyWQP606veQfl_jaDInNfBH2NlefrNcfLkbLDwlG1QiK2A5TZqteJwErkUe5JCgwMh_We5Vv5Ac9_wOqAjHrM6qpIOc27SrZj2CWn6FTIzht4w_ryDDbNZk46M1lMUwCF/s400/DSC02869.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div>Lulu</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpFC2Mn0rjpvRfE-EBWPqGf-4U2-gDHYtKXI9lM0msasnUwEuHdVSGC5Om5duNDeh96A5KO3pvaFLNVvg4lkuPN8v7MSlqt41KszGc25Dvw3s5PO2Qz6sS-0OoTBweRSd18-PJMhWEuB1x/s1600-h/DSC02682.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338327538008315554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpFC2Mn0rjpvRfE-EBWPqGf-4U2-gDHYtKXI9lM0msasnUwEuHdVSGC5Om5duNDeh96A5KO3pvaFLNVvg4lkuPN8v7MSlqt41KszGc25Dvw3s5PO2Qz6sS-0OoTBweRSd18-PJMhWEuB1x/s400/DSC02682.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEqpno1MviJTZZvZTkFCzNiZ6W1nFdRBFOb_nbWJ2U9DcKFPHOdPfSGPIGssb5x1jH38rU6bc8rys-TUfXQeBLCyk0X0HTWBk-j4FP4Kc9R9IQDZlFyKvgKwJ9qRzTWLAp2V9BK9xRcUmW/s1600-h/DSC02758.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338327532131313026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEqpno1MviJTZZvZTkFCzNiZ6W1nFdRBFOb_nbWJ2U9DcKFPHOdPfSGPIGssb5x1jH38rU6bc8rys-TUfXQeBLCyk0X0HTWBk-j4FP4Kc9R9IQDZlFyKvgKwJ9qRzTWLAp2V9BK9xRcUmW/s400/DSC02758.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ1atskf1G0PnPWbpL_j0UPzAmsTOqmMoJxfIx_bq7cK1tRhejbW0DrBxIa-uJ_vxFLzD2yOtR3UJLP246obU1Rq85NmT_N2VKKhrd5wjMKFcpdH7k6d2ecgXKcsCTsD7Dd4Dg-ZbDsv8w/s1600-h/DSC02795.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338327522504308786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ1atskf1G0PnPWbpL_j0UPzAmsTOqmMoJxfIx_bq7cK1tRhejbW0DrBxIa-uJ_vxFLzD2yOtR3UJLP246obU1Rq85NmT_N2VKKhrd5wjMKFcpdH7k6d2ecgXKcsCTsD7Dd4Dg-ZbDsv8w/s400/DSC02795.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSq-wtLrp7RaH-vT7ntITJO4GX7z6LzC0lobDh0Yta9G-Q7hj-gUdVVK6D0KkSfGXGZ-FtxUPJKvqkaFJNhL75IgYhfEj2lPJsu8tajnIiKWt2PLY_Tbx9Nuj7vGNyVjhM4vCbaxZBfBvU/s1600-h/DSC02737.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338327519996406370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSq-wtLrp7RaH-vT7ntITJO4GX7z6LzC0lobDh0Yta9G-Q7hj-gUdVVK6D0KkSfGXGZ-FtxUPJKvqkaFJNhL75IgYhfEj2lPJsu8tajnIiKWt2PLY_Tbx9Nuj7vGNyVjhM4vCbaxZBfBvU/s400/DSC02737.JPG" border="0" /></a> I miss you Lulu. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMoxZHMQBKmfQ4wAS-FD4ugg0V86Iwitgwv21SxIijyp-F40t1QBcuKGbuxSukwVL2lIfXSXRXmUmUcBpW4zSecH-X4m_zHWALiryVfEKJabPKzmMNO52YGvArlc7J2BWqpDursyYRHEaj/s1600-h/DSC02683.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338327518400126562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMoxZHMQBKmfQ4wAS-FD4ugg0V86Iwitgwv21SxIijyp-F40t1QBcuKGbuxSukwVL2lIfXSXRXmUmUcBpW4zSecH-X4m_zHWALiryVfEKJabPKzmMNO52YGvArlc7J2BWqpDursyYRHEaj/s400/DSC02683.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-21339292340790718332009-05-09T22:30:00.006-04:002009-05-09T23:48:13.096-04:00All About Mom<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPt3mXVZGXylw041ANjNdp-Oy5P1Hk9_5Cn-txYXrxK_hi-WJyaroS0Ws7BQt_2Fi8jn_TnsX5ugmYuuyurKhrvvoSgU_k5KM-hfn-h_S35dihAXv8RqSu0xSCaWwrOFTrVAn7pDP4lw5W/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334036743547744690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPt3mXVZGXylw041ANjNdp-Oy5P1Hk9_5Cn-txYXrxK_hi-WJyaroS0Ws7BQt_2Fi8jn_TnsX5ugmYuuyurKhrvvoSgU_k5KM-hfn-h_S35dihAXv8RqSu0xSCaWwrOFTrVAn7pDP4lw5W/s400/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" /></a>I don't know about you, but Mother's Day is one of my favorite holidays. It's always fun for me to go shopping for my mom, even though it's a challenge sometimes. I try to be somewhat original every year instead of getting the same gifts for her, but it's hard! Do any of you do anything special, like a family tradition? We usually go out to eat (this year at an Italian restaraunt, which is always yummy) and come home later to open gifts. Even if you don't get anything for mom, let her know how much you care for and love her (although I know this should be done every day). It's special having days set-apart like these for the loved ones in our lives. So to all you mothers out there, Happy Mother's Day!Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-73404040135984190502009-04-27T16:47:00.006-04:002009-04-27T17:34:55.950-04:00Spring is Here<div align="center">Some pictures taken from the trees in my yard. I love the flowers on these trees-I wish they would stay like this instead of changing into the leaves!</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhptjcpGYBqAbouED2x_iEwL_ZeSgwfOqEgdnY7ueoClqClzOMl96c8CFERq84uzmlAztStJQ6oFYcZrkqUrE0LXZr74tnxtvd2pGtOqwUXydnicIYZCuMErSetf1aKSyZ43miHXsqYRhZk/s1600-h/DSC01998.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329485328565668370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhptjcpGYBqAbouED2x_iEwL_ZeSgwfOqEgdnY7ueoClqClzOMl96c8CFERq84uzmlAztStJQ6oFYcZrkqUrE0LXZr74tnxtvd2pGtOqwUXydnicIYZCuMErSetf1aKSyZ43miHXsqYRhZk/s400/DSC01998.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMbSPh_C1V_YMcscW_xsDRwQS6W811Kfrl0q_jxwqNL0gNs0fkKfaBt_hKcutKgzBw2_zf6geMmcXhERDWlXtla6vv6ZFVdX7LOfOY8ctAXAFS71OHIfoaPAf1dvKxC-cKHArl9rB0BR4J/s1600-h/DSC02036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329485327272460466" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJgJwQEEQQDWbF4K6y-NzQGdfbAgB4EnEZ_yqx24gZJ4PhJSMosHjGPexIKsUHHiGAVu4V_YPkQoyCb51xgtde-nPGEdczhKrjdKDfDAs3_zcJtn8fGDk_1bTbeOC8a7XkR7DrJcIFPjtY/s400/DSC02012.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWZHv23T5KE3v2xU_oDYEf8BG3Ll_iresh9ipLMNCbCOWeXzHK-Y91X0njkYBZNElWK7ueqKo8KmtijZaxNU2o59RyfyzMM0_uWnc_mv_YW9nuHmspr7JNCCbaRONw_dmesy6qrUtq64hA/s1600-h/DSC02054.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329485314602342514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWZHv23T5KE3v2xU_oDYEf8BG3Ll_iresh9ipLMNCbCOWeXzHK-Y91X0njkYBZNElWK7ueqKo8KmtijZaxNU2o59RyfyzMM0_uWnc_mv_YW9nuHmspr7JNCCbaRONw_dmesy6qrUtq64hA/s400/DSC02054.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The rest of these pictures were taken from my trip to Ohio while I was visiting family. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbaQeX3YE9yZ4FDjzXtZnZvOUEKOhBJBrqgEPxASbvBb1yMeUOtTSMu3o5aFKYgszNnFW3h3lN3xsXPgLR_uCLyyg0DweA_DFoHjg0X17JCznjf9Q5a4Egy70hVjcrN5175fDkTZ5Xari/s1600-h/DSC01862.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481413542134114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbaQeX3YE9yZ4FDjzXtZnZvOUEKOhBJBrqgEPxASbvBb1yMeUOtTSMu3o5aFKYgszNnFW3h3lN3xsXPgLR_uCLyyg0DweA_DFoHjg0X17JCznjf9Q5a4Egy70hVjcrN5175fDkTZ5Xari/s400/DSC01862.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_zjpdq4qNw15c3h2mtlWsRQY0sAAxbvMWX246VScHmLr6T88QG-wnFv8mVBIzWLahTfogpShf2AoTnnz4IK1MnDOCYDYtrJPMtEZGzpURX9cZD9HXstfbXNvcpPCF5mgluyFX0O2xWl1i/s1600-h/DSC01778.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481409316995010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_zjpdq4qNw15c3h2mtlWsRQY0sAAxbvMWX246VScHmLr6T88QG-wnFv8mVBIzWLahTfogpShf2AoTnnz4IK1MnDOCYDYtrJPMtEZGzpURX9cZD9HXstfbXNvcpPCF5mgluyFX0O2xWl1i/s400/DSC01778.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_E355dWeoLBMRxlrV1pQ0cRb0aS0oBXVnb6mWsEQsPuIeHo4501CrjdE0xA1Q16zYF4V2VR__uDqU9tNXBqx17Z9GNeXInzbQgd1p7RbnKkXAmkp1aBtfabeRW2vAXsj57ACyGDIZ3F4D/s1600-h/DSC01838.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481404633097058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_E355dWeoLBMRxlrV1pQ0cRb0aS0oBXVnb6mWsEQsPuIeHo4501CrjdE0xA1Q16zYF4V2VR__uDqU9tNXBqx17Z9GNeXInzbQgd1p7RbnKkXAmkp1aBtfabeRW2vAXsj57ACyGDIZ3F4D/s400/DSC01838.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8zilOz9845YTr1wiF0mHfvMjnrmi-3caWawSiRTOU0b1ElgEW2UL_tBoMOdD35a0r0sAY8vZdTKXPCDM-qxIvrT7RLE1ZKLWXJ_44-wf_c6UBQ8VdBVG_VHnaZnYN3O6DwqgV0S7aOMdd/s1600-h/DSC01811+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481375759500370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8zilOz9845YTr1wiF0mHfvMjnrmi-3caWawSiRTOU0b1ElgEW2UL_tBoMOdD35a0r0sAY8vZdTKXPCDM-qxIvrT7RLE1ZKLWXJ_44-wf_c6UBQ8VdBVG_VHnaZnYN3O6DwqgV0S7aOMdd/s400/DSC01811+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Me and my brother Ryan<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhouWa0qGrm0-rXOMTN6-mlZEFWBEFPvQQVZirx7lpVsW6L0uPxc4rlz5_Na_-Wd6574Ddzkre-sOG-DHzi7byv8g9Ry09X1dD7CTwjZGZ6qX2b391u1AzFupEXh51mSNP7k9F_73ZvanUt/s1600-h/DSC01791.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481372223079666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhouWa0qGrm0-rXOMTN6-mlZEFWBEFPvQQVZirx7lpVsW6L0uPxc4rlz5_Na_-Wd6574Ddzkre-sOG-DHzi7byv8g9Ry09X1dD7CTwjZGZ6qX2b391u1AzFupEXh51mSNP7k9F_73ZvanUt/s400/DSC01791.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is my cousin, Cayla. We have stayed close for a very long time.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik-Q2y94UH6cEM4sWdPfs_mgFl7HagAPc8uJAd0aC4vlzW2xwJVMF39lIG7bJfkfQPQpTet_I_72LIzPN76E1iWkpGjVVH_IahTWCXCwlcDLvnt_GAGrfQv0ieDVyVsJ_JyCoGMhOR089O/s1600-h/DSC01931.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329480464363161522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik-Q2y94UH6cEM4sWdPfs_mgFl7HagAPc8uJAd0aC4vlzW2xwJVMF39lIG7bJfkfQPQpTet_I_72LIzPN76E1iWkpGjVVH_IahTWCXCwlcDLvnt_GAGrfQv0ieDVyVsJ_JyCoGMhOR089O/s400/DSC01931.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I love her dog, Peaches.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLG5Vh_C0PTDfyHb1jaMaTAamk6weMfzb4hYNRgFdfqy3rKlYaONJp4JXk1OnKfYZGhwS3cwkhTnrctHXv8ERh_1N3MrZbgi161JkYWAelz6xp42hDLgZqUQAhJ-hWII69kEENXzFWjNVK/s1600-h/DSC01928.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329480460406048594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLG5Vh_C0PTDfyHb1jaMaTAamk6weMfzb4hYNRgFdfqy3rKlYaONJp4JXk1OnKfYZGhwS3cwkhTnrctHXv8ERh_1N3MrZbgi161JkYWAelz6xp42hDLgZqUQAhJ-hWII69kEENXzFWjNVK/s400/DSC01928.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />He's just too cute!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM0DjQkJR_2NwCK-zO5MzrO5uF6CZ0L_POzjusDkOIi55GNbsCIg6AKBMenbTlbbc8rNpRuAPi5PnTKU0VHfi2q4WLvVMU16CZ0U6DTX6K0UCnaok80IoJJsR6X375w_Npe7Fq_uSjGVXU/s1600-h/DSC01936.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329480455727186082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM0DjQkJR_2NwCK-zO5MzrO5uF6CZ0L_POzjusDkOIi55GNbsCIg6AKBMenbTlbbc8rNpRuAPi5PnTKU0VHfi2q4WLvVMU16CZ0U6DTX6K0UCnaok80IoJJsR6X375w_Npe7Fq_uSjGVXU/s400/DSC01936.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My cousin, Louie, playing Guitar Hero. I'm not very good at this game!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjVrS2XeAnKlNmhwopcn65f9A9r0AlTAkKBOqt0jnc5o4DLgJSNSbBq9lSh-J1XGLzo79eCyszMZiQH_W5XqHzW085dw5uHiZKtOnHHGUT7zPa4RifLu77mu31pbmowqa1OuTn6H7o2N9Q/s1600-h/DSC01916.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329480450223114578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjVrS2XeAnKlNmhwopcn65f9A9r0AlTAkKBOqt0jnc5o4DLgJSNSbBq9lSh-J1XGLzo79eCyszMZiQH_W5XqHzW085dw5uHiZKtOnHHGUT7zPa4RifLu77mu31pbmowqa1OuTn6H7o2N9Q/s400/DSC01916.JPG" border="0" /></a> Yay for little sisters!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-3_Lv_OKRkfiJGdzA3mzsfN6T5ucsvSGva2VQF30aL0Kp7PImvVeHsrKxIOL_tFnGfeuT63Dq_MG58HUZY-oLI7GQ4TvoIYIrpk3vZ65CduDpzQnvK5XK-hwT4k1zPGwlqO5DVECFbXbr/s1600-h/DSC01832.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329480451698675938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-3_Lv_OKRkfiJGdzA3mzsfN6T5ucsvSGva2VQF30aL0Kp7PImvVeHsrKxIOL_tFnGfeuT63Dq_MG58HUZY-oLI7GQ4TvoIYIrpk3vZ65CduDpzQnvK5XK-hwT4k1zPGwlqO5DVECFbXbr/s400/DSC01832.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-13313353584669860572009-04-21T23:06:00.002-04:002009-04-21T23:11:49.625-04:00I'm Still Here!Hello all,<br /><br />As you have guessed, I have been a little busy lately. Last week my family was visiting relatives for Easter, and since I have been back I have been working non-stop at the dental office. Tomorrow, I'm hoping I'll be able to post some pictures from the trip. I hope you all had a wonderful Easter and enjoyed the time with family and friends as you celebrated the Savior's resurrection.<br /><br />God bless!<br />SaraSarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-30424339809281963782009-04-01T22:41:00.008-04:002009-04-02T00:11:54.540-04:00My Past Weekend<div align="center">I'm afraid I've had a touch of writer's block over the past few weeks. However, I would love to share some pictures with you. I went to a retreat over the weekend and I was very blessed to meet some wonderful new friends and listen to very encouraging sermons. The topic was apologetics and defending the faith. I was challenged to speak more boldly for Christ instead of being a lukewarm Christian. Overall it was a great weekend.<br /><br />Enjoy the pics!<br /></div><p align="center"><br />The view from where I was staying.<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMXv-1vz6RjFH81_xGQ-x7g8YADHvvZvjz98ToQqBE3mO-kFL5EDLDFqqJj_Ib2GFqOOD_PrmD24yIDm0BhkkWOo3L46aYFAEUxFFMT6wfre9ot7CUS73NKcGVTaPmAJ6pLKgk6kyVP9qI/s1600-h/DSC01689.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319934905913825858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMXv-1vz6RjFH81_xGQ-x7g8YADHvvZvjz98ToQqBE3mO-kFL5EDLDFqqJj_Ib2GFqOOD_PrmD24yIDm0BhkkWOo3L46aYFAEUxFFMT6wfre9ot7CUS73NKcGVTaPmAJ6pLKgk6kyVP9qI/s400/DSC01689.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Some great people =)<br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTFJBLj3YnKEfXhCU7Hi7bFUanA_CNC_he7wEhspLNHoApxX374r68q5-JotikDsXT_u2z6rLDXq5YFZanlChjxMTZ_xHMwVnNvv4i9Shgev55lV9cnbh3hRglpBBKh7UF913-EdcNdYCw/s1600-h/DSC01699+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319934414662303170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTFJBLj3YnKEfXhCU7Hi7bFUanA_CNC_he7wEhspLNHoApxX374r68q5-JotikDsXT_u2z6rLDXq5YFZanlChjxMTZ_xHMwVnNvv4i9Shgev55lV9cnbh3hRglpBBKh7UF913-EdcNdYCw/s400/DSC01699+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Fun group game-Apples to Apples!<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60LZGnVpb4JqDYauI-_iBgiPE-URGk7yQtJ9WchLBdOxG38Gir7aKcpkahbtdMN0MdrXGayj0k_PeRmtVMA-pkMeLxVfKBvu3gJ8FcKmX3s6ESXDRj6dONGR-cSiqsdxna-ks4HaCzyZS/s1600-h/DSC01700+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319934414557322450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60LZGnVpb4JqDYauI-_iBgiPE-URGk7yQtJ9WchLBdOxG38Gir7aKcpkahbtdMN0MdrXGayj0k_PeRmtVMA-pkMeLxVfKBvu3gJ8FcKmX3s6ESXDRj6dONGR-cSiqsdxna-ks4HaCzyZS/s400/DSC01700+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Pretty, isn't it?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Excxj6ZIvAFIR7o31LRpGl0ObB677dY8fc-hqt3S47XGBiD53N-SKDu1RJnqngO4rBHy_26Tigr7STZJpggEOBqvWQO3VSOpRE1GxHvIjhl0UE0Lh3Eluj_SvMLePXHsuWLFRb-wYxxv/s1600-h/DSC01688.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319922957004877778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Excxj6ZIvAFIR7o31LRpGl0ObB677dY8fc-hqt3S47XGBiD53N-SKDu1RJnqngO4rBHy_26Tigr7STZJpggEOBqvWQO3VSOpRE1GxHvIjhl0UE0Lh3Eluj_SvMLePXHsuWLFRb-wYxxv/s400/DSC01688.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWTk4YZ-OlBcTxLgKIiELRx0fg7VWyHmHI6W92AoFHe8xjDAC4hNQoJ7XhT_Bk-1UmReTNCF6axaKpBjrXnkw57W6wnqqdjMyrHvlzBDMe1yEXLyQi_rWHDdWiFnWX-Nx8Z7auJjfrTkqt/s1600-h/DSC01690.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319922959224407330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWTk4YZ-OlBcTxLgKIiELRx0fg7VWyHmHI6W92AoFHe8xjDAC4hNQoJ7XhT_Bk-1UmReTNCF6axaKpBjrXnkw57W6wnqqdjMyrHvlzBDMe1yEXLyQi_rWHDdWiFnWX-Nx8Z7auJjfrTkqt/s400/DSC01690.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Playing foosball. So much fun!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqUvwtNECNW5hSlPByxv8GfEYNrq_ZRqUej7_WRRjD3LdMC8eXl1Bh88FhmjisaP3qTOZajJi6wYJdJQplZocos8Isao3I5NPL8ikEoyKk2u-E50nziD91urTy0kr2JQpcsJYhQcz62WJ2/s1600-h/DSC01694.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319922950195054754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqUvwtNECNW5hSlPByxv8GfEYNrq_ZRqUej7_WRRjD3LdMC8eXl1Bh88FhmjisaP3qTOZajJi6wYJdJQplZocos8Isao3I5NPL8ikEoyKk2u-E50nziD91urTy0kr2JQpcsJYhQcz62WJ2/s400/DSC01694.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My awesome roomates. And guess what-the first two also share my name! It got a little confusing! Especially when we would call for each other.<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN3L1YcOFZqmaSJnikqJbxxw1pZkx4Bhssi_vebS_l9zJ-ZQWChO5jtf8ds7mFrfTKxrd6YyFPTHu_urKEqRiHU15kkS6JR3epv3AjWSGRt4FM4SMVb1_jwMnDGmyP8BuZ7l99_DOesGDT/s1600-h/DSC01692+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319922949398813650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN3L1YcOFZqmaSJnikqJbxxw1pZkx4Bhssi_vebS_l9zJ-ZQWChO5jtf8ds7mFrfTKxrd6YyFPTHu_urKEqRiHU15kkS6JR3epv3AjWSGRt4FM4SMVb1_jwMnDGmyP8BuZ7l99_DOesGDT/s400/DSC01692+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div><br /></div></div>Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2568435531611283071.post-58546362358385806812009-03-21T21:59:00.004-04:002009-03-21T22:10:42.697-04:00You Make Me StrongAs I listened to this song in my car, I was humbled as I was once again reminded that I am nothing on my own without Christ, but He loves me as His own child and wants to use me for His glory. <br /><br />If you ask me to leap<br />Out of my boat on the crashing waves<br />If You ask me to go<br />Preach to the lost world that Jesus saves<br /><br />I'll go, but I cannot go alone<br />Cause I know I'm nothing on my own<br />But the power of Christ in me makes me strong<br />Makes me strong<br /><br />Cause when I'm weak, You make me strong<br />When I'm blind, You shine Your light on me<br />Cause I'll never get by living on my own ability<br /><strong><em>How refreshing to know You don't need me<br />How amazing to find that You want me</em><br /></strong>So I'll stand on Your truth, and I'll fight with Your strength<br />Until You bring the victory, by the power of Christ in me<br /><br />If You ask me to run<br />And carry Your light into foreign land<br />If You ask me to fight<br />Deliver Your people from Satan's hand<br /><br />I'll go, but I cannot go alone<br />Cause I know I'm nothing on my own<br />But the power of Christ in me makes me strong<br />Makes me strong<br /><br />To reach out with Your hands<br />To learn through Your eyes<br />To love with the love of a Savior<br />To feel with Your heart<br />And to think with Your mind<br />I'd give my last breath for Your glory<br />~Casting CrownsSarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561731276229223247noreply@blogger.com4