<?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-4229093451647678089</id><updated>2012-01-25T20:31:21.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderfully Made</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-4888253061404860186</id><published>2011-01-01T18:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T18:56:47.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We've moved!</title><content type='html'>I changed the address of my blog to &lt;a href="http://www.wonderfullyhandmade.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.wonderfullyhandmade.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and visit us :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-4888253061404860186?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/4888253061404860186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2011/01/weve-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4888253061404860186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4888253061404860186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2011/01/weve-moved.html' title='We&apos;ve moved!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-2061827240812370338</id><published>2010-12-19T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:11.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Traditions</title><content type='html'>Wow!&amp;nbsp; The semester is FINALLY over, and I feel like I will be able to breathe for a while.&amp;nbsp; I've been absent for weeks--delving into the text books to finish the semester.&amp;nbsp; Glad it's over....at least for a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So--Thanksgiving is gone...although I still have pictures to share of Thanksgiving Day with Brett's family. One of their family traditions is making homemade hot tamales. They normally do not make them on Thanksgiving, but because Brett's brother was in from out of state,&amp;nbsp;it was&amp;nbsp;the best opportunity for everyone in the family to participate.&amp;nbsp;It's definitely a lot of work, but it's worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TQ7-_Dgpg9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/eox8tgGR8hs/s1600/Nov+25+2010+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TQ7-_Dgpg9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/eox8tgGR8hs/s640/Nov+25+2010+015.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TQ7_IEjkcAI/AAAAAAAAAa8/bVd--ODvRNk/s1600/Nov+25+2010+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TQ7_IEjkcAI/AAAAAAAAAa8/bVd--ODvRNk/s640/Nov+25+2010+016.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TQ7_QkV5CpI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YJshdsAI1_I/s1600/Nov+25+2010+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TQ7_QkV5CpI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YJshdsAI1_I/s640/Nov+25+2010+018.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TQ7_YPk0ApI/AAAAAAAAAbE/XGYDG0RK2WA/s1600/Nov+25+2010+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TQ7_YPk0ApI/AAAAAAAAAbE/XGYDG0RK2WA/s640/Nov+25+2010+024.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've always thought about family traditions--and have always thought about the ones I would want to have when I had a family.&amp;nbsp; Well, now that time is here, and so far I don't know how well I'm doing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love families that have traditions that span the years because it gives everyone in the family something to look forward to.&amp;nbsp; I remember as a little girl going to look at Christmas lights every Christmas eve night, and coming home to the presents that some how made it under the tree when we were gone!&amp;nbsp; We were always allowed to open ONE gift on Christmas Eve as well.&amp;nbsp; Those were fun memories, but I would like to create many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Dana, gets a small "mini" gift every day of December for the kids (and even the adults too--I think). I thought about narrowing that idea down to maybe. . .the 12 days of Christmas (instead of 25). . . and getting little stocking gifts each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I want to share the Christmas story, the real Reason for Christmas celebration, as a family.&amp;nbsp; I have many friends that also celebrate Christmas morning with a birthday cake to Jesus in celebration of His birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it is every too late to develop traditions and make memories.&amp;nbsp; I just may need some ideas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;So . . . .what kind of family traditions have you had in your family that bring great memories?&amp;nbsp; Please share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-2061827240812370338?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/2061827240812370338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/12/family-traditions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2061827240812370338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2061827240812370338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/12/family-traditions.html' title='Family Traditions'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TQ7-_Dgpg9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/eox8tgGR8hs/s72-c/Nov+25+2010+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-7615327498949490853</id><published>2010-11-27T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:11.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much to be Thankful for!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There is something about the holidays--that makes me want to eat turkey!&amp;nbsp; Every year (for my entire life) I think we have eaten the same thing on Thanksgiving--at least as long as I can remember.&amp;nbsp; Because I was working this Thanksgiving, I was going to be staying in town with Brett's family.&amp;nbsp; They were having a non-traditional Thanksgiving dinner (more about that later), but I still wanted some good ol' stuffing and turkey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So--I decided to make my own!&amp;nbsp; Now--I've never cooked a turkey before or stuffed one.&amp;nbsp; And I've never made sweet potato crunch either.&amp;nbsp; I've never had to do these things--because my mother always did them so well ;)&amp;nbsp; I purchased what I thought was turkey "breasts."&amp;nbsp; Much to my surprise--it was an entire turkey sans the legs!!&amp;nbsp; But I think I did a pretty good job of cooking it (even though the injection I bought fell to the floor right before I was about to use it--shattering the glass and sending buttery garlic sauce across the kitchen floor!&amp;nbsp; I was very Thankful that Lydia was not present!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TPHQ2sEbVaI/AAAAAAAAAas/9jPSjeD1ELg/s1600/Nov+24+2010+129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TPHQ2sEbVaI/AAAAAAAAAas/9jPSjeD1ELg/s640/Nov+24+2010+129.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So--on Wednesday night we had our Thanksgiving meal.&amp;nbsp; And I have to say....it turned out pretty good, especially for my first turkey :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TPHRCVRujPI/AAAAAAAAAaw/UMhb3pIjeuQ/s1600/Nov+24+2010+133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TPHRCVRujPI/AAAAAAAAAaw/UMhb3pIjeuQ/s640/Nov+24+2010+133.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Pastor Mike spoke about thankfulness (fitting for this week) and about complaining.&amp;nbsp; There were many other points, but what I walked away with was how important it was to be thankful--and to simply have joy!&amp;nbsp; So often, it's easy to complain and whine and feel "stressed" out, &lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;but in truth, I have much to be joyful about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TPHRLlbOuHI/AAAAAAAAAa0/ApLrfU_Ugr0/s1600/Nov+24+2010+136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TPHRLlbOuHI/AAAAAAAAAa0/ApLrfU_Ugr0/s640/Nov+24+2010+136.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was walking through Wal-Mart when I spotted this mug.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was perfect!&amp;nbsp; I am going to have coffee or hot chocolate in it daily--as a pleasant reminder--to be joyful--in season and out of season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the joy set before Him, He endured the cross...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Hebrews 12:2)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-7615327498949490853?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/7615327498949490853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/11/much-to-be-thankful-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7615327498949490853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7615327498949490853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/11/much-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='Much to be Thankful for!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TPHQ2sEbVaI/AAAAAAAAAas/9jPSjeD1ELg/s72-c/Nov+24+2010+129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-4162211047872908003</id><published>2010-11-21T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:11.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigs Feet and Paninis</title><content type='html'>Last week (I think it was last week) I was in Fairhope, AL for four days for orientation for school.&amp;nbsp; I attend University of South Alabama, but the program is online, except for this one week.&amp;nbsp; It was difficult to leave Lydia--but Daddy and Dana took great care of her when I was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have to say that Fairhope is awesome!! I want to take my husband back for a little vacation.&amp;nbsp; We were able to stay at the Grand Marriott Resort for a discount, but even without a discount, it would be worth it for a short vacation.&amp;nbsp; The grounds are gorgeous!&amp;nbsp; The property is kind of like an island surrounded on most sides by the bay with "beaches."&amp;nbsp; You can see the water as well as the whimsical and romantic great oaks surrounding the property.&amp;nbsp; Here is a link to see pictures &lt;a href="http://www.marriott.com/hotels/hotel-photos.mi?marshaCode=ptlal&amp;amp;pageID=HWHOM"&gt;Grand Hotel Resort&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TOoGiCmlLsI/AAAAAAAAAao/J7gA7E1v5N4/s1600/Randon+Iphone+036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TOoGiCmlLsI/AAAAAAAAAao/J7gA7E1v5N4/s320/Randon+Iphone+036.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;After our test--I sat out on the beach at the resort--with this spectacular view (Thanks IPhone!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;In addition, you can fish, boat (there is a Marina), a Spa (which I was too buy to visit--but desperately needed/deserved ;)&amp;nbsp; And then there is the little town!&amp;nbsp; Oh my--what a quaint little community filled with shops and great little eateries!&amp;nbsp; If you are looking for a new little place to go that's only 3.5 hours from Baton Rouge, I recommend it -- especially if you don't like commercialized vacations!&amp;nbsp; Go to &lt;a href="http://beautifulfairhope.com/"&gt;Beautiful Fairhope&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for pictures and info.&amp;nbsp; And by the way--no one has paid me for this advertisement ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So why &lt;strong&gt;pigs feet&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;paninis&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, I ate at Panini Pete's one day.&amp;nbsp; They were featured on Diners Drive-Ins and Dives--a very cool show that I love to watch.&amp;nbsp; (I stole this pic from Panini Pete's website--didn't have my camera.)&amp;nbsp; And by the way--the panini--was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="shTopImg" onclick="shutterReloaded.hideShutter();" onload="shutterReloaded.showImg();" src="http://paninipetes.com/wp-content/gallery/panini-petes-pictures/hs-pic3-large.jpg" title="Click to Close" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now to the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;pigs feet&lt;/span&gt; -- well-- that's what I practiced suturing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A kind pig allowed me to perfect my skills!&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt; But&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I have to say that embroidery and smocking DEFINITELY helped my suturing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 tests to go!!&amp;nbsp; I finish the semester in&amp;nbsp;mid-December and CAN'T WAIT!!!! Only one more year to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TOoGdsg_i4I/AAAAAAAAAak/_0RH2SgcObE/s1600/Randon+Iphone+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TOoGdsg_i4I/AAAAAAAAAak/_0RH2SgcObE/s640/Randon+Iphone+034.jpg" width="480" /&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/4229093451647678089-4162211047872908003?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/4162211047872908003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/11/pigs-feet-and-paninis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4162211047872908003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4162211047872908003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/11/pigs-feet-and-paninis.html' title='Pigs Feet and Paninis'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TOoGiCmlLsI/AAAAAAAAAao/J7gA7E1v5N4/s72-c/Randon+Iphone+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-1947990287339234224</id><published>2010-11-17T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:11.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worthwhile Reading</title><content type='html'>So.&amp;nbsp; Yes.... I have been gone ....too long.&amp;nbsp; But this post is not to talk about where I've been :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just sitting at my dining room table...studying (of course) and thinking about my dearest friend, Lisa.&amp;nbsp; Lisa and I have known each other since I was 16....so that makes 22 years!!&amp;nbsp; That is a very long time.&amp;nbsp; I was the maid of honor in her wedding (wearing the green velvet dress with my very SHORT CURLY permed hair--we will spare the pictures and the laughs for now) and her&amp;nbsp;9 year old daughter was the maid of honor in mine&amp;nbsp;-- (She refused to put on any kind of bride's maid dress--and I threatened a velvet one ;) Just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just studying about children's obesity, and I thought about how I have been at her house on early school mornings when she is fixing salads and fruit&amp;nbsp;and sandwiches and homemade taco soup to send with her kids to school.&amp;nbsp; She tries to avoid excess sugars and fats--to help her children to develop healthy lifestyles.&amp;nbsp; She sings with them, reads to them, and teaches them wisdom and godly ways.&amp;nbsp; I could go on and on about how wonderful of a mother she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She recently wrote this post on her blog--and I have been delinquent in posting a link to it.&amp;nbsp; It is such &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc; font-size: large;"&gt;worthwhile reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I hope you stop by her blog&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smallmomentslittlethings.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.smallmomentslittlethings.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and take a peek.&amp;nbsp; Her posts always inspire me to develop family traditions and value the relationships of those around you--especially family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....has Lydia been "Worth the Sacrifice" --&amp;nbsp; You betcha!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TOSvnejcAfI/AAAAAAAAAaY/n4YiDQTPrHY/s1600/Nov+07+2010+0092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TOSvnejcAfI/AAAAAAAAAaY/n4YiDQTPrHY/s640/Nov+07+2010+0092.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;9 months old--already!!&amp;nbsp; My big girl has 6 teeth and is already starting to stand on her own!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TOSvun3zewI/AAAAAAAAAac/OSCeNdi6_Bs/s1600/template+3+pics.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="494" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TOSvun3zewI/AAAAAAAAAac/OSCeNdi6_Bs/s640/template+3+pics.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;in honor of Aunt Ricki :). . . .with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;PINK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;bubble wrap!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If you know my husband....You'd understand :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TK__JtPxjdI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/0-SBUkSg41c/s1600/Oct+07+2010+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TK__JtPxjdI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/0-SBUkSg41c/s640/Oct+07+2010+002.JPG" width="422" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="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/4229093451647678089-8730559725837447880?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/8730559725837447880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/10/celebrating-breast-cancer-awareness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/8730559725837447880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/8730559725837447880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/10/celebrating-breast-cancer-awareness.html' title='Celebrating Breast Cancer Awareness Month. . .'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TK__JtPxjdI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/0-SBUkSg41c/s72-c/Oct+07+2010+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-8002083631093008680</id><published>2010-09-30T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:11.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things new</title><content type='html'>Wow--it's been a while since I've posted.&amp;nbsp; Been a little "hairy" around here.&amp;nbsp; For the last 3 weeks I've had a test every Monday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Each test covered 300-500 pages of material!!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Oh my!&amp;nbsp; So I've been studying a lot.&amp;nbsp; And crying a lot.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And being REALLY thankful for my dear friends who've been helping out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on Tuesday--I took a breath.....and we all played!&amp;nbsp; Brett, Lydia, and I all went to Tanger Outlet.&amp;nbsp; We shopped, ate out, and we came home and Brett and I watched &lt;em&gt;Letters to Juliet&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It was a great day.&amp;nbsp;It made&amp;nbsp;up for the last 3 weeks.﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &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 style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TKS6IX13pJI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WY1g4PGhbg0/s1600/Sep+28+2010+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TKS6IX13pJI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WY1g4PGhbg0/s640/Sep+28+2010+013.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So onto the NEW things....Lydia wore shoes for the first time!&amp;nbsp; I got these cuties at a consignment sale.&amp;nbsp; Never worn--for $10 (regular $36!!)&amp;nbsp; I was afraid she would hate them...but she didn't flinch.&amp;nbsp; That's my girl--she's ok for change (at least now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TKS6RxL5z1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/dyukCNMM1eE/s1600/Sep+28+2010+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TKS6RxL5z1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/dyukCNMM1eE/s640/Sep+28+2010+014.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia also got "teething biscuits" for the first time!&amp;nbsp; What a mess, but she loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TKS7ZR4wsEI/AAAAAAAAAaI/iPnoURO-ce8/s1600/Sep+28+2010+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TKS7ZR4wsEI/AAAAAAAAAaI/iPnoURO-ce8/s640/Sep+28+2010+016.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got new jeans.&amp;nbsp; Well sort of (hehe).&amp;nbsp; Brett has ALWAYS wanted me to get a pair of "worn" jeans.&amp;nbsp; I always refused.&amp;nbsp; So when he told me they were only $14.99 I agreed to try them on.&amp;nbsp; And I thought....I spend most of my time in coffee shops or at home on the porch studying anyway.&amp;nbsp; So why not.&amp;nbsp; He was happy......and I was too.&amp;nbsp; After all--only $14.99 for a pair of $49.99 jeans.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Just don't tell my mother I paid money for an "old" pair of jeans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course, these "new" things are all temporary, but ONE DAY--we will all be able to experience how God will take all of those things hurtful or painful and make them ALL NEW!&amp;nbsp; Revelation 21:1-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be encouraged today--remember.....it is only a SEASON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-8002083631093008680?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/8002083631093008680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/09/some-things-new.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/8002083631093008680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/8002083631093008680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/09/some-things-new.html' title='Some things new'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TKS6IX13pJI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WY1g4PGhbg0/s72-c/Sep+28+2010+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-6705367829281014762</id><published>2010-09-17T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:11.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole Foods Birthday</title><content type='html'>Well--this week Lydia turned 7 months and moma--well I turned more than 7 months ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TJOkQqV66VI/AAAAAAAAAZs/jbnvACxQfAw/s1600/Sep+03+2010+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TJOkQqV66VI/AAAAAAAAAZs/jbnvACxQfAw/s640/Sep+03+2010+070.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lydia 6.5 months&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So to celebrate (and to get out of the house as we were both going a little stir crazy--I've given up trying to study, really study, with her--because I get frustrated--and don't want to live like that)--so off to have some FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun for me these days--is a great stroller ride to Whole Foods!&amp;nbsp; It's just a hair over a mile--so round trip I get a 2.5 mile walk for exercise, and she gets wind in her hair.&amp;nbsp; Lydia LOVES it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to Whole Foods--we also stopped by the Gap.&amp;nbsp; I've been having this gift card as a result of a baby gift I returned that didn't fit, and I found this &lt;a href="http://www.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=7190&amp;amp;vid=1&amp;amp;pid=705988&amp;amp;scid=705988002"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Denim romper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love it! and I got it 50% off because of a sale and then another 25% off sale prices--only on the day I happened to stop by!&amp;nbsp; It's the perfect romper for fall--and the perfect romper for a visit to the &lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUMPKIN PATCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now I'm not sure which pumpkin patch we are going to, or when--but I can't wait!&amp;nbsp; (Any recommendations?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TJOexqZgARI/AAAAAAAAAZk/TsoeckTnJko/s1600/chantilly+cake+wf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TJOexqZgARI/AAAAAAAAAZk/TsoeckTnJko/s640/chantilly+cake+wf.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chantilly Cake from Whole Foods (picture borrowed from someone else--I didn't have my camera ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;While at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Whole Foods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--we bought a piece of this wonderful &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc; font-size: large;"&gt;Chantilly Cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; We sat and ate it together (Lydia liked it too).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was scrumptious!&amp;nbsp; I think this is my favorite cake.....ever.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had never tried it before, but I WILL find a recipe or make one myself (when I get the time haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home--and both took a nap!&amp;nbsp; My kind of birthday celebration :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-6705367829281014762?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/6705367829281014762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/09/whole-foods-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6705367829281014762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6705367829281014762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/09/whole-foods-birthday.html' title='A Whole Foods Birthday'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TJOkQqV66VI/AAAAAAAAAZs/jbnvACxQfAw/s72-c/Sep+03+2010+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-6007951899599212822</id><published>2010-09-14T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarantined</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quarantine:&amp;nbsp; Voluntary or compulsory isolation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep--that's us--quarantined!&amp;nbsp; Last Wednesday I became quite ill--with "gastroenteritis."&amp;nbsp; We'll just keep it at that.&amp;nbsp; I was actually so sick, I ended up in the ER to get fluids.&amp;nbsp; That never happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well, then Miss Lydia got it, too.&amp;nbsp; In the midst of all of this... I had my first test of the semester coming up (tonight in fact), so when I recovered after two days, my dear friend &lt;a href="http://www.smallmomentslittlethings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lisa&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;agreed to keep Lydia for me all day Saturday so I could study while Brett was working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TI8e9OlO8EI/AAAAAAAAAZU/3UWUIHMNdUw/s1600/Aug+01+2010+084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TI8e9OlO8EI/AAAAAAAAAZU/3UWUIHMNdUw/s640/Aug+01+2010+084.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleep, sleep, and more sleep----that's what we've all been doing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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&gt;Do I need to tell you what happened?&amp;nbsp; Yep.....&lt;u&gt;Lisa and ALL three of the children&lt;/u&gt;--up last night....sick!&amp;nbsp; I was shocked that it spread that easily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So--I took my test tonight....and right after it.....Brett started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TI8fQg6c5uI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1y66h_e8iAc/s1600/Jul+14+2010+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TI8fQg6c5uI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1y66h_e8iAc/s640/Jul+14+2010+002.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smoothies made from Lydia's frozen&amp;nbsp;baby food, yogurt (for good "bacteria") and juice&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Well.....we are quarantined.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Don't come over and we won't come to see you, either ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So..the moral of the story (all stories have some kind of moral, don't they?).......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things in life that are contagious.....&lt;strong&gt;some are good&lt;/strong&gt;--like laughter, joy, encouragement while &lt;strong&gt;others are deadly&lt;/strong&gt;--like negativity or gossip.&amp;nbsp; And often, it's the bad that spreads so quickly--most of the time you don't even realize you are spreading it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;So before you send your viral negative words around--like death and disease--&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;try spreading a little laughter, joy, encouragement, or positive words instead.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; That way....you won't need to be quarantined!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And by the way--amazingly--with God's grace (I got an "A") yippee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-6007951899599212822?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/6007951899599212822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/09/quarantined.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6007951899599212822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6007951899599212822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/09/quarantined.html' title='Quarantined'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TI8e9OlO8EI/AAAAAAAAAZU/3UWUIHMNdUw/s72-c/Aug+01+2010+084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-2366989602410077306</id><published>2010-09-07T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's mine too :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother brought over some pictures of me--and yes--Lydia DOES look a little like me (even though Brett likes to take all the credit). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIcYY46dGwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/FL5ykFBz6lU/s1600/my+5+month+baby+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIcYY46dGwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/FL5ykFBz6lU/s640/my+5+month+baby+pic.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's me at 5 months!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here are pics of my sweet girl at 6 months old.&amp;nbsp; I finally got around to taking them this week.&amp;nbsp; We just LOVE her :)&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIca_un0E4I/AAAAAAAAAZE/elPigDCqRIE/s1600/Sep+03+2010+045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIca_un0E4I/AAAAAAAAAZE/elPigDCqRIE/s640/Sep+03+2010+045.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one focused on her LEFT eyelashes!&amp;nbsp; It's somewhat blurry--so I made it blurrier for effect.&amp;nbsp; I just loved her expression.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIcbIHLjxgI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6x3pEB793C0/s1600/Sep+03+2010+077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIcbIHLjxgI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6x3pEB793C0/s640/Sep+03+2010+077.jpg" width="426" /&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;br /&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;Now back to studying :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-2366989602410077306?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/2366989602410077306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/09/she-mine-too.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2366989602410077306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2366989602410077306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/09/she-mine-too.html' title='She&amp;#39;s mine too :)'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIcYY46dGwI/AAAAAAAAAY8/FL5ykFBz6lU/s72-c/my+5+month+baby+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-3004700860000525700</id><published>2010-09-03T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons........they do change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;For everything there is a season&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;a time for every activity under heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to be born and a time to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to plant and a time to harvest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to kill and a time to heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to tear down and a time to build up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to cry and a time to laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to grieve and a time to dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to embrace and a time to turn away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to search and a time to quit searching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to keep and a time to throw away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to tear and a time to mend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to be quiet and a time to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time to love and a time to hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;A time for war and a time for peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conversation with a friend yesterday made me think about seasons. She just had a new sweet baby, and was reflecting on the difficulty of having a newborn (getting up every hour at night, etc.) especially while having a toddler as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I immediately thought about seasons.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not only have I (as well as everyone) walked through many “seasons” in life, but I am also constantly reminded by my best friend that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-size: large;"&gt;“This is just a season”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when I lament over the difficult times right now being in school with the baby, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do a scripture search on the topic—and this is part of what I found (paraphrased)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIDzByD4wzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/3Gkco9txiQ4/s1600/Dec+10+2008+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIDzByD4wzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/3Gkco9txiQ4/s640/Dec+10+2008+012.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exciting, fun, new seasons 12/10/08&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 1:1-3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; --you are blessed when you walk in the ways of the Lord--meditating on His truths all day.&amp;nbsp; You will be like a tree--always watered--and bearing fruit in season.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;All trees bear fruit in season.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Even nature has seasons for producing fruits and flowers&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Why should we expect that our lives would produce the same "fruits and flowers" all year round.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Part of my discouragement is the pressure I place on myself to "produce" certain characteristics etc. at all times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIDzbdx4LYI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kpqboPxp_T8/s1600/09+03+08+Gustav+117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIDzbdx4LYI/AAAAAAAAAYs/kpqboPxp_T8/s640/09+03+08+Gustav+117.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A season of CHAOS (Gustov 9/1/08)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Life definitely has seasons.&amp;nbsp; I'm learning to embrace each one for what it holds--both good and bad.&amp;nbsp; Some are learning seasons, some are resting seasons, and some are down right confusing.&amp;nbsp; But all in all--walking through them with the right attitude makes me into a better person.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;I think recognizing that it is&amp;nbsp;different season is one of the most important parts of coping and dealing with the change/situation&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Embrace it.&amp;nbsp; Learn from it.&amp;nbsp; It will change.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Seasons.......they do change.....eventually :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;br /&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;strong&gt;How have you dealt with changing seasons?&amp;nbsp; What have you learned?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Galatians 6:9&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Let us not become weary in doing good, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c; font-size: large;"&gt;for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.&lt;/span&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: 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: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIDysXQmYDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/hzXrgfF0Vk4/s1600/Nov+09+2009+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIDysXQmYDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/hzXrgfF0Vk4/s640/Nov+09+2009+001.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A season of stability, quiet :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/4229093451647678089-3004700860000525700?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3004700860000525700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/09/seasonsthey-do-change.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3004700860000525700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3004700860000525700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/09/seasonsthey-do-change.html' title='Seasons........they do change'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TIDzByD4wzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/3Gkco9txiQ4/s72-c/Dec+10+2008+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-843557952540719751</id><published>2010-08-31T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>Well, for those of you who know me.....&lt;u&gt;I'm rarely speechless&lt;/u&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Brett tells me I'm "passionate" when I get excited about some topic and ramble on.&amp;nbsp; I have (on occasion) been passionate--and I like it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TH2HSQsuWDI/AAAAAAAAAYU/GY5fefmpB5k/s1600/Aug+16+2010+028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TH2HSQsuWDI/AAAAAAAAAYU/GY5fefmpB5k/s640/Aug+16+2010+028.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her new ducky tub&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Anyway--I had &lt;u&gt;oral surgery&lt;/u&gt; one week ago--which has had me somewhat "speechless."&amp;nbsp; It just plain hurts to talk....even after a week--I'm not myself.&amp;nbsp; Can't wait for this to heal up.&amp;nbsp; One step closer to getting the braces off, though!&lt;br /&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;And a big thanks and big hugs to my friend who read my last blog post and brought over food!!&amp;nbsp; You are a dear.&amp;nbsp; The chili was wonderful, and the potatoes were perfect for my sore mouth!!&amp;nbsp; My husband is grateful--because over the last 4 days--all he has had is chili :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TH2HOY0kicI/AAAAAAAAAYM/MfEA_DIwcBI/s1600/Aug+16+2010+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TH2HOY0kicI/AAAAAAAAAYM/MfEA_DIwcBI/s640/Aug+16+2010+029.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smiling at Daddy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Just thought I'd post some fun pics of my baby girl for you to enjoy--because you can't have her in person ;)&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-843557952540719751?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/843557952540719751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/08/speechless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/843557952540719751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/843557952540719751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/08/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TH2HSQsuWDI/AAAAAAAAAYU/GY5fefmpB5k/s72-c/Aug+16+2010+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-2823187458651381593</id><published>2010-08-23T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 + 2 = 575.26</title><content type='html'>Yes--I really do know how to add.&amp;nbsp; That is the 11 books I ordered off of Amazon and thankfully the 2 I owned already--for a total of 13 books for this semester totally $575.26!!&amp;nbsp; Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See even Lydia looked at my books and cried ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THM0vbF1RmI/AAAAAAAAAX8/6LYRxHt-7F4/s1600/Aug+17+2010+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THM0vbF1RmI/AAAAAAAAAX8/6LYRxHt-7F4/s640/Aug+17+2010+020.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a challenging semester.&amp;nbsp; I am looking forward to this semester as I start clinicals and begin focusing on the "practice" side of being a Nurse Practitioner.&amp;nbsp; I actually do enjoy studying, but it is a difficult program.&amp;nbsp; I'm open to any help :)&amp;nbsp; I'll take meals and babysitting offers any day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged (Deuteronomy 31:8)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/4229093451647678089-2823187458651381593?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/2823187458651381593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/08/11-2-57526.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2823187458651381593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2823187458651381593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/08/11-2-57526.html' title='11 + 2 = 575.26'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THM0vbF1RmI/AAAAAAAAAX8/6LYRxHt-7F4/s72-c/Aug+17+2010+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-8695296762217797480</id><published>2010-08-22T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Ellie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THIGfQVWnbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/NxZrf_N5MmI/s1600/Aug+18+2010+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THIGfQVWnbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/NxZrf_N5MmI/s640/Aug+18+2010+008.jpg" width="428" /&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;Lydia has a fascination with straps.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure if all babies do--but she will chew on any strap she can get her hands on.&amp;nbsp; Car seat straps, high chair straps, swing and bouncy straps.&amp;nbsp; She loves them!&amp;nbsp; Some times she is so enthralled by the high chair straps that I have a difficult time feeding her.&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THIGr7HF2KI/AAAAAAAAAXk/BXC510XJTq4/s1600/Aug+19+2010+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THIGr7HF2KI/AAAAAAAAAXk/BXC510XJTq4/s640/Aug+19+2010+003.jpg" width="640" /&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;Soooo I remembered seeing some "strap" material (which is called &lt;em&gt;webbing&lt;/em&gt;) at Hobby Lobby.&amp;nbsp; So Tuesday night I packed my little one up and we headed there to get some colorful webbing.&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THIGjbM-2NI/AAAAAAAAAXc/rDStx5w3vns/s1600/Aug+18+2010+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THIGjbM-2NI/AAAAAAAAAXc/rDStx5w3vns/s640/Aug+18+2010+009.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ellie and the ball I made (Lydia was not very interested in it, though :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I wasn't sure what I was going to do with the webbing after I brought it home, but after digging around in my scrap bags and sewing desk drawers.....&lt;strong&gt;Ellie was born&lt;/strong&gt;!&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lydia loves her!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; She will chew on her for 30 minutes at a time while playing with her "pig tails"&amp;nbsp; and the various textures of her "skirts."&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THIGz7s4zOI/AAAAAAAAAXs/XsWdBjI32Lc/s1600/Aug+19+2010+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THIGz7s4zOI/AAAAAAAAAXs/XsWdBjI32Lc/s640/Aug+19+2010+004.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holding Ellie and her favorite blanket before nap time&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Alas, one of my final creative outlets prior to school starting.....tomorrow (or rather today--since it is almost 1 a.m.)&amp;nbsp; She is a very unique little doll . . . unique and original like my Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THIG3dxkhcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/LgbUzZJQaK0/s1600/Aug+18+2010+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THIG3dxkhcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/LgbUzZJQaK0/s400/Aug+18+2010+016.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A sneek peek of the other project I'm working on ;)&amp;nbsp; No webbing here!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-8695296762217797480?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/8695296762217797480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/08/meet-ellie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/8695296762217797480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/8695296762217797480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/08/meet-ellie.html' title='Meet Ellie!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/THIGfQVWnbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/NxZrf_N5MmI/s72-c/Aug+18+2010+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-991592001538690672</id><published>2010-08-20T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm done!</title><content type='html'>Done with my CEN and homemade baby food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally took my Certified Emergency Nursing Exam Monay--and PASSED!!&amp;nbsp; I have been "planning" to take this for about 2 years now (wow--has it really been that long??).&amp;nbsp; I decided that if I didn't do it between semesters--it would never get done.&amp;nbsp; So--why take it?&amp;nbsp; Well--you learn some things by studying, shows professionalism, and.....you make a little more money.&amp;nbsp; And right now....a little more....goes a long way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TG656hFdk5I/AAAAAAAAAXM/bbfEOGkWSvo/s1600/Aug+18+2010+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TG656hFdk5I/AAAAAAAAAXM/bbfEOGkWSvo/s640/Aug+18+2010+015.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What you see:&amp;nbsp; butternut Squash, peaches, avocado chicken, figs, apples, banana mango&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also finished with making baby food.&amp;nbsp; Wednesday night I made &lt;strong&gt;chicken/apples&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;chicken/potatoes&lt;/strong&gt;, and more &lt;strong&gt;sweet potatoes&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Last week it was &lt;strong&gt;mango/banana&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;kiwi/mango/banana&lt;/strong&gt;--yum, and avocado/chicken/mango.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Can you tell I had a case of mangos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well--besides starting school on Monday--and not having much time to make any more--I also have no more room in my freezer.&amp;nbsp; We have more food for Lydia than we can fit.&amp;nbsp; Besides--I think I have enough to last a couple of months--and then she'll start eating more finger foods anyway (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TG65uq5gVMI/AAAAAAAAAXE/sPs6hUZpseI/s1600/Aug+18+2010+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TG65uq5gVMI/AAAAAAAAAXE/sPs6hUZpseI/s640/Aug+18+2010+014.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carrots, more peaches, pears, kiwi/mango/banana, and behind this are the yogurt fruit blends :) (and chicken/potatoes and sweet potatoes in the ice trays!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say I'm done....but I know I may feel the need to&amp;nbsp;experiment with other foods one day (like fish :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-991592001538690672?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/991592001538690672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-done.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/991592001538690672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/991592001538690672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-done.html' title='I&amp;#39;m done!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TG656hFdk5I/AAAAAAAAAXM/bbfEOGkWSvo/s72-c/Aug+18+2010+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-6414661356290962231</id><published>2010-08-16T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My gentle Giant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TGnr5-z93aI/AAAAAAAAAW8/6-z_gq3lW40/s1600/Jul+24+2010+098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TGnr5-z93aI/AAAAAAAAAW8/6-z_gq3lW40/s640/Jul+24+2010+098.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My neice came for a quick visit this summer.&amp;nbsp; Neither one of us had seen each other's babies.&amp;nbsp; This is baby Johnathan with Lydia. The ironic thing--is &lt;u&gt;Johnathan is 1.5 months OLDER than Lydia&lt;/u&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was born prematurely at 1 pound&amp;nbsp;9 ounces!&amp;nbsp; What an amazing miracle.&amp;nbsp; He has done so well--and his Moma takes very good care of him!&amp;nbsp; One day--I'm sure he will catch up with Lydia--until then--we'll keep them out of the boxing ring ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-6414661356290962231?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/6414661356290962231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-gentle-giant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6414661356290962231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6414661356290962231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-gentle-giant.html' title='My gentle Giant'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TGnr5-z93aI/AAAAAAAAAW8/6-z_gq3lW40/s72-c/Jul+24+2010+098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-6309527079728916991</id><published>2010-08-15T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where or where did the last month go?</title><content type='html'>Wow--one month since my last post.&amp;nbsp; I have actually gotten much better at blogging, but this past month--life was a little like a hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I finished a summer semester packed with 6 hours of graduate school, unending research, and a video project that stole many hours of sleep from me!&amp;nbsp; Thankfully--Grandma came to the rescue one week--to help out!&amp;nbsp; Lydia loves Grandma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TGjKQtoxFXI/AAAAAAAAAWs/DFNbl53SC9U/s1600/Jul+14+2010+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TGjKQtoxFXI/AAAAAAAAAWs/DFNbl53SC9U/s640/Jul+14+2010+012.jpg" width="640" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I have finally, thank the Lord, overcome a cold/allergic exacerbation that lasted 2 months!&amp;nbsp; I am no longer over-dosing on antihistamines of every shape, name, and size.&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Immediately after school was over, we became (miraculously) owners of a rental property.&amp;nbsp; So that entailed late night cleaning (hauling Lydia with blankets, toys, and bottles), early morning cleaning (once again hauling lydia with blankets, toys, bottles, etc), completing the punch list, devising a lease, etc. etc. etc. Phew....glad that's over.&amp;nbsp; We have been blessed with wonderfully renters already!&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TGjLQo03iKI/AAAAAAAAAW0/MXttY4HxthM/s1600/Aug+07+2010+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TGjLQo03iKI/AAAAAAAAAW0/MXttY4HxthM/s640/Aug+07+2010+017.JPG" width="640" /&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;We also drove to Dallas to visit friends and Brett's cousins.&amp;nbsp; Lydia had her first road trip.&amp;nbsp; She did great!&amp;nbsp; We swam, went to the Dallas World Aquarium, and ate great food (thanks to John!).&amp;nbsp; The temperature was 103-105 degrees (without the heat index)--so the zoo trip and the hiking I wanted to do with Lydia--was OUT of the picture :(&amp;nbsp; Thankfully the Aquarium was indoors!&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/_MRdawvLHEPc/TGjJ5S4L-XI/AAAAAAAAAWc/mXnbB3nC-P4/s1600/Aug+03+2010+046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TGjJ5S4L-XI/AAAAAAAAAWc/mXnbB3nC-P4/s640/Aug+03+2010+046.jpg" width="640" /&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;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TGjKDLFo4MI/AAAAAAAAAWk/KRskQXAVG3U/s1600/Aug+03+2010+041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TGjKDLFo4MI/AAAAAAAAAWk/KRskQXAVG3U/s640/Aug+03+2010+041.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Currently, I'm studying for my certification exam in ER nursing (CEN)--which I will take before I start school again on the 23rd! Wow--life is busy, the emotions sometimes run rampant, but I have a wonderful little girl who makes me smile every day, and a very supportive husband!&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Lord, for my many blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-6309527079728916991?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/6309527079728916991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-or-where-did-last-month-go.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6309527079728916991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6309527079728916991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-or-where-did-last-month-go.html' title='Where or where did the last month go?'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TGjKQtoxFXI/AAAAAAAAAWs/DFNbl53SC9U/s72-c/Jul+14+2010+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-2013764815723354255</id><published>2010-07-17T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Father's Image</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ok--She DOES belong to me too..... even though..... she looks just like her Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TEKFyEAAxdI/AAAAAAAAAWM/XbXjLB4jz2g/s1600/like+father+like+daughter2jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="562" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TEKFyEAAxdI/AAAAAAAAAWM/XbXjLB4jz2g/s640/like+father+like+daughter2jpg.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #0c343d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ephesians 5:1--&lt;/em&gt; be imitators of God, therefore as dearly loved children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imitator:&lt;/strong&gt; (from www.thefreedictionary.com) 1. To use or follow as a model 2. To copy the actions, appearance, mannerisms 3. To copy exactly; reproduce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow--I read this scripture in an entirely different way now that I am a parent!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are&amp;nbsp;called to "look" just like our Daddy!&amp;nbsp; "Imitating" our Father in heaven should come easily (just as it comes easy for Lydia)--if we truly belong to Him!&amp;nbsp; Children will mimic whatever/whomever they are around--which tends to be there parents in the early years.&amp;nbsp; It's only when they grow older, go to school, etc.--that they start imitating others as they venture&amp;nbsp;farther from home and develop other relationships.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Copying the actions, appearance, and mannerisms of God can be quite a challenge at times, but it is much easier if we stay closer to "home" and in relationship with God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer for our lives and Lydia is that as she grows, and even as she moves on--she will &lt;em&gt;continue to look just like her Father&lt;/em&gt;--on earth and in heaven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-2013764815723354255?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/2013764815723354255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/07/father-image.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2013764815723354255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2013764815723354255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/07/father-image.html' title='The Father&amp;#39;s Image'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TEKFyEAAxdI/AAAAAAAAAWM/XbXjLB4jz2g/s72-c/like+father+like+daughter2jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-3175834020807224315</id><published>2010-07-10T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Baby Food--I'm Convinced.... again :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ok--so I am even more convinced that this is the best thing possible--making your own baby food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight--Lydia had &lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;avocado with mango and a little chicken&lt;/span&gt; (left over from us--ground with a food mill).&amp;nbsp; It was a little runny, so I added some rice cereal.&amp;nbsp; She ate it up!! LOVED it! and quite honestly--I did too (I could have licked her bowl when she was done hehe :)&amp;nbsp; For breakfast it's &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;whole milk yogurt mixed with bananas, peaches, and apples&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It is soooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TDk5CbhZuAI/AAAAAAAAAV0/myCHELEe4_U/s1600/Jun+30+2010+065.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TDk5CbhZuAI/AAAAAAAAAV0/myCHELEe4_U/s640/Jun+30+2010+065.jpg" width="640" /&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;I get so excited planning what I will feed her next.&amp;nbsp; What has been more "convincing" was a few articles that I read today describing the incredients in most jarred baby foods.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"&gt;Did you know that most jarred baby food contains more than 50% water and even more "fillers"&amp;nbsp;like flours?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;There's nothing wrong with water--but if I want her to eat sweet potatoes--I want sweet potatoes.&amp;nbsp; Water will be from a cup--not on her spoon.&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So... enough of the rant.&amp;nbsp; If you have a baby (and if anyone is reading this)--&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;set aside one day a month to puree and freeze food&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; You can do a lot in one night and stock up for 1-2 months.&amp;nbsp; It's really easy.&amp;nbsp; In addition--your baby will be eating actual veggies and fruits and will transition to eating regular table foods much easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you make too much (fat chance)--you can &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;use the extra cubes of purred vegetables in spaghetti sauces, chilis, soups, smoothies, etc. to add some fiber and extra nutrition&lt;/span&gt; to your foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TDk5SCHm7yI/AAAAAAAAAV8/UCWA3Aob0Ac/s1600/Jun+20+2010+084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TDk5SCHm7yI/AAAAAAAAAV8/UCWA3Aob0Ac/s640/Jun+20+2010+084.JPG" width="640" /&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;Well--are you convinced?&amp;nbsp; I am.&amp;nbsp; Now--I just need to start working on me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;I need convincing that cake and cookies are something I shouldn't be eating so much of&lt;/span&gt; :)&amp;nbsp; I might become a ravishing animal if I pull it from my diet, but there's always a way to "tame" the beast.&amp;nbsp; If you hear me growl--you'll know what is happening ;)&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Seriously--I think this is so good--that I've even though about making it and giving it away as baby gifts!&amp;nbsp; Kind of strange, I know--but I just want others to get the same "goodness."&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-3175834020807224315?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3175834020807224315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/07/homemade-baby-food-i-convinced-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3175834020807224315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3175834020807224315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/07/homemade-baby-food-i-convinced-again.html' title='Homemade Baby Food--I&amp;#39;m Convinced.... again :)'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TDk5CbhZuAI/AAAAAAAAAV0/myCHELEe4_U/s72-c/Jun+30+2010+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-1862729175320334011</id><published>2010-06-30T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TCvVt0qi-II/AAAAAAAAAVk/maL2tXWN4y8/s1600/Jun+19+2010+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TCvVt0qi-II/AAAAAAAAAVk/maL2tXWN4y8/s640/Jun+19+2010+001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For Father's Day (I know I'm a little late) I prepared the table for a nice breakfast.&amp;nbsp; Lydia was awake so we could all sit at the table.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One of Brett's gifts was&amp;nbsp;a mug with the picture below on it.&amp;nbsp; It was his favorite gift!&amp;nbsp; I thought It was a little "girly" because the mug is white--but he didn't care!&amp;nbsp; I had her little footprint stamped in a nursery rhyme book--and there it is on his gift bag.&amp;nbsp; Daddy loved her footprint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TCvV-a2GVeI/AAAAAAAAAVs/u_i2K1ifUak/s1600/mug+i+love+you.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TCvV-a2GVeI/AAAAAAAAAVs/u_i2K1ifUak/s320/mug+i+love+you.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I also wanted to make sure I captured Lydia with her daddy.&amp;nbsp; She was sleeping prior to us leaving for church, so I had to wake her up.&amp;nbsp; As a result--she wasn't the happiest camper--although she's still cute ;)&amp;nbsp; And of course Brett was rushing me so we wouldn't be late.&amp;nbsp; But by golly--I was going to get at least ONE picture of them dressed up together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TCvVeymBZRI/AAAAAAAAAVU/zhcmLqol6Fs/s1600/Jun+19+2010+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TCvVeymBZRI/AAAAAAAAAVU/zhcmLqol6Fs/s640/Jun+19+2010+005.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I gave Brett 5 dress choices for her to wear--and he picked the blue one--even though he called it her "Elizabethan dress" all day!&amp;nbsp; That's ok--we like the&amp;nbsp;Elizabethan look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TCvVlGJcd8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/KQJoOnF5qGo/s1600/Jun+19+2010+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TCvVlGJcd8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/KQJoOnF5qGo/s640/Jun+19+2010+009.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Father's Day to the best daddy!&amp;nbsp; I only hope I am as good as a mother as Brett is a father.&amp;nbsp; He loves his little girl more than he could have ever imagined.&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful that she will grow up with him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-1862729175320334011?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1862729175320334011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/06/daddy-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1862729175320334011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1862729175320334011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/06/daddy-girl.html' title='Daddy&amp;#39;s Girl'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TCvVt0qi-II/AAAAAAAAAVk/maL2tXWN4y8/s72-c/Jun+19+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-3598574425295422271</id><published>2010-06-24T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:12.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuning Forks and Reheated Coffee.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well--that about sums up the last 2 weeks--tuning forks and reheated coffee!&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Taking a summer semester of 6 hours of graduate school, working nights/evenings (while the baby sleeps), and having a 4 month old has been quite the challenge.&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TCQ8p6nR--I/AAAAAAAAAVM/YeIJbIt3mDc/s1600/Jun+17+2010+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TCQ8p6nR--I/AAAAAAAAAVM/YeIJbIt3mDc/s640/Jun+17+2010+015.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My mother came 2 weeks to aid in the cause--and I COULD NOT have done it without her!&amp;nbsp; She kept Lydia while I slept and studied.&amp;nbsp; This week I had an assignment that had to be videoed--we were up at 5:30 Wednesday morning (after I went to sleep at 3:30 am after studying)--dropped Lydia off at Dana's at 6 am(THANKS, Dana)--and went to the salon to film my project.&amp;nbsp; CRaZy!&amp;nbsp; And thanks to my wonderful husband who was up that early (he is NOT an early bird) to be my guinea pig patient!&amp;nbsp; Now I know how to use a tuning fork--and I'm loving the reheated coffee (even at 1 am).&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This week will be somewhat better--but finding time to study and write papers for a research class is.... well.... not always easy!&amp;nbsp; But--with a wonderful, encouraging husband and a very cooperative baby--it's getting done.&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned for Father's Day pics!&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;BTW--the first&amp;nbsp;tuning fork was developed in 1711.&amp;nbsp; They are used to test hearing and to tune instruments --hence "TUNing fork"&amp;nbsp; haha&amp;nbsp;(in case you didn't know).&amp;nbsp; It also has other uses too.&amp;nbsp; Quite the interesting little metal object ;)&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-3598574425295422271?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3598574425295422271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/06/tuning-forks-and-reheated-coffee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3598574425295422271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3598574425295422271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/06/tuning-forks-and-reheated-coffee.html' title='Tuning Forks and Reheated Coffee.....'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TCQ8p6nR--I/AAAAAAAAAVM/YeIJbIt3mDc/s72-c/Jun+17+2010+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-9132575002854410459</id><published>2010-06-10T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blur</title><content type='html'>The last week has definitely been a "blur."&amp;nbsp; I feel like I've been running a little crazy.&amp;nbsp; After having the baby, life got "normal" again, then I returned to work.&amp;nbsp; That was a transition.&amp;nbsp; Well, we finally reached "normal" again--and I started back in graduate school last week! Ok--I know I'm crazy.&amp;nbsp; Many told me that I wouldn't stay in school once the baby was born, but I'm not quitting! Brett's an awesome support--and I think we are both way more tired now than we were when she was a newborn LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TBEsvPWQ6EI/AAAAAAAAAU0/_nDr9yUtKQo/s1600/Dec+08+2009+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TBEsvPWQ6EI/AAAAAAAAAU0/_nDr9yUtKQo/s640/Dec+08+2009+002.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a "bow" party this week.&amp;nbsp; A group of gals from one of the married couples small groups asked me to join them to teach them how to make hair bows.&amp;nbsp; Around 20 girls in one room---with lots of ribbon and hot glue guns!&amp;nbsp; I forgot my camera--but we had a fun time.&amp;nbsp; I could do those types of projects all day--forget the studying ;)&amp;nbsp; Doesn't that ribbon just look so fun! :)&lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TBEtbiS2dyI/AAAAAAAAAU8/6nOfH8A9JWs/s1600/May+26+2010+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TBEtbiS2dyI/AAAAAAAAAU8/6nOfH8A9JWs/s640/May+26+2010+018.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the home front, Lydia's growing up so fast--but still sooo cute.&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/_MRdawvLHEPc/TBEtd_9kRxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YQmY1Sx84I8/s1600/mug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TBEtd_9kRxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/YQmY1Sx84I8/s640/mug.jpg" width="640" /&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/4229093451647678089-9132575002854410459?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/9132575002854410459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/06/blur.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/9132575002854410459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/9132575002854410459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/06/blur.html' title='A Blur'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TBEsvPWQ6EI/AAAAAAAAAU0/_nDr9yUtKQo/s72-c/Dec+08+2009+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-1724307228449611721</id><published>2010-05-29T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Fresh--Homemade baby food</title><content type='html'>Lydia is now 3.5 months old--and will be eating table food shortly.&amp;nbsp; Sooo....I've decided to start making her baby food now before it gets too late :)&lt;br /&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TAHVVbshp4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/jksgHpOQzbk/s1600/May+25+2010+071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TAHVVbshp4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/jksgHpOQzbk/s400/May+25+2010+071.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to the downtown Red Stick Market today and the produce stand earlier this week to pick up some wonderful fresh veggies.&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I actually bought the "wrong" kind of squash.&amp;nbsp; Butternut Squash--what is that!?&amp;nbsp; Well I discovered those large pear shaped, gord like veggies today at market and picked some up.&amp;nbsp; In fact, they are baking in the oven right now :)&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It's really not that difficult to make your own baby food, and it's much more economical in addition to much fresher.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't eat jarred baby food, but this--is wonderful!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TAHVsRco3nI/AAAAAAAAAUk/zy3H6Mt7ioI/s1600/May+25+2010+073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TAHVsRco3nI/AAAAAAAAAUk/zy3H6Mt7ioI/s400/May+25+2010+073.JPG" width="400" /&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;I steamed the carrots and green beans, baked the sweet potatoes and butternut squash.&amp;nbsp; After it's cooked, throw it in a blender with the liquid from cooking and extra water, puree to right consistency, and pour.&amp;nbsp; Pour into ice cube trays.&amp;nbsp; One tray = 2 cups.&amp;nbsp; Each cube is&amp;nbsp;approximately 1 oz. and there are 16 cubes per tray.&amp;nbsp; I originally only bought 3 trays, but returned to get more today.&amp;nbsp; They fill up quickly.&amp;nbsp; This is something you definitely want to do in "batches."&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TAHVgFxpWZI/AAAAAAAAAUc/lMD-AhrAvaw/s1600/May+25+2010+076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TAHVgFxpWZI/AAAAAAAAAUc/lMD-AhrAvaw/s400/May+25+2010+076.JPG" width="400" /&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;Once poured, cover the trays with saran wrap.&amp;nbsp; Freeze overnight.&amp;nbsp; Pop out cubes the next day.&amp;nbsp; Put in bags or other containers--labeled with contents and date.&amp;nbsp; It's that simple.&amp;nbsp; When ready to serve, remove cubes as needed.&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TAHV1SZAXJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ciHH7FSbLCg/s1600/May+25+2010+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TAHV1SZAXJI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ciHH7FSbLCg/s400/May+25+2010+078.JPG" width="400" /&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;She's already tried the carrots and really likes them!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to experiment with mixing fruits and veggies and meats!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for messy face pics :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-1724307228449611721?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1724307228449611721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/garden-fresh-homemade-baby-food.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1724307228449611721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1724307228449611721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/garden-fresh-homemade-baby-food.html' title='Garden Fresh--Homemade baby food'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/TAHVVbshp4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/jksgHpOQzbk/s72-c/May+25+2010+071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-915992678058697570</id><published>2010-05-26T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Construction...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just a small hint of what is to come :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_2bEOYJ1AI/AAAAAAAAAUM/UJYVtFo4rYk/s1600/May+07+2010+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_2bEOYJ1AI/AAAAAAAAAUM/UJYVtFo4rYk/s640/May+07+2010+009.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Can't wait to get things going!&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned for more details........&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/4229093451647678089-915992678058697570?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/915992678058697570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/under-construction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/915992678058697570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/915992678058697570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/under-construction.html' title='Under Construction...'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_2bEOYJ1AI/AAAAAAAAAUM/UJYVtFo4rYk/s72-c/May+07+2010+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-7353308469971216779</id><published>2010-05-23T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bar Keepers Friend --Review</title><content type='html'>Well, I may not be a Bar Keeper--but this stuff is definitely my friend--and I recommend you develop a relationship with it too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474642796351549826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_nWngyvcYI/AAAAAAAAATs/EYOO3d2kIH4/s400/May+12+2010+110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we moved in our house almost five years ago (yes, five years--amazing!) we inherited the porcelin, stain-loving sink that came with it. Now--I love how deep and wide it is, but it sure LOVES tomato sauce, blueberries, and any other substance that stains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonderful friend told me about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Bar Keepers Friend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; I LOVE this stuff! It's a powder cleanser like Comet, and it will clean any stain from porcelin, copper, brass, stainless steel, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What it's great for:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my porcelin sink&lt;/strong&gt;--just sprinkle in sink--and use brush or scouring pad--and without much effort--it's crisp and white :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the stainless bathtub (or sink) faucets&lt;/strong&gt;. Those get sooo crummy and scummy from the shower (sorry, no before and after pics of my shower or sink). Once again, sprinkle and scrub--and they are sooo shiny! I love it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brass&lt;/strong&gt;. This week we were cleaning our 750 sq. ft porch (needless to say--it's not done yet). Brett wanted to polish the door handles. He made a paste, applied it to the brass, let it "soak" and scrubbed it. You can see how beautiful they came out! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stainless Steel Cookware.&lt;/strong&gt; I finally purchased a small set of stainless steel pots/pans. Now besides the challenge of cooking on them (that's an entire post/internet search on it's own)--they stain. Sometimes they stain really badly. But a little BKF sprinkled--scrubbed with a brush--and they are shiny again in a snap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474643305976976162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_nXFLS6UyI/AAAAAAAAAT0/n0x9t8SGuPU/s400/May+18+2010+004.JPG" /&gt;Brass door handles before cleaning&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474643311499209826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_nXFf3g7GI/AAAAAAAAAT8/igIps-98naY/s400/May+18+2010+002.JPG" /&gt;Bar Keeper's Friend applied &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474643317964231506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_nXF385U1I/AAAAAAAAAUE/0ZB-YiiHhTU/s400/May+18+2010+008.JPG" /&gt; After :) Brett-- you and your "friend" did a wonderful job! They look great :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can find Bar Keepers Friend at Bed Bath and Beyond (where I first purchased it), and now at Wal-Mart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me know if you have used it! I'd love to hear your testimony :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/4229093451647678089-7353308469971216779?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/7353308469971216779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/bar-keepers-friend-review.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7353308469971216779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7353308469971216779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/bar-keepers-friend-review.html' title='Bar Keepers Friend --Review'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_nWngyvcYI/AAAAAAAAATs/EYOO3d2kIH4/s72-c/May+12+2010+110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-5395103073169559079</id><published>2010-05-22T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unloading Planks</title><content type='html'>I was recently thinking about life.... in particularly....the scars of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has experienced injury at one point or another. I have a nice &lt;em&gt;scar to my right knee&lt;/em&gt; from when I was nine and attempted to jump off the top of a barbed-wire fence. I ended up hanging from it instead! Or the &lt;em&gt;scar to my right thumb&lt;/em&gt; from the glass that broke while washing it. And my most treasured &lt;em&gt;"scar" of the stretch marks&lt;/em&gt; that "earned" me a beautiful baby girl! All of these physical marks--are reminders--of various events in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not only have we all experienced physical injury, but I would have to say emotional injury as well. We've been hurt by family, friends, church leaders, co-workers, etc. etc. etc. But choosing to look at the "scars" and have them consume you can be dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgiveness.&lt;/strong&gt; The Merriam Webster's online dictionary defines Forgiveness as "the act of forgiving." Wow--that's profound :) So what is "Forgiving"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgiving&lt;/em&gt;--allowing room for error or weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow--what a great definition! We all have a &lt;strong&gt;choice&lt;/strong&gt;.... to forgive or not to forgive....to allow room for error and weakness in other's lives .... or not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am typically a pretty forgiving person and don't have a tendency to hold grudges, and recently I examined "why." What makes it easy for me to forgive others when I see so many around me have difficulty doing so? For starters, I think that when I'm hurt by another--typically I think--"they know not what they do." Most people do not make their morning TO DO lists and include "hurt someone today." It just happens. Hurting people--hurt other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more importantly, I guess I am often reminded of Jesus and the forgiveness that He has extended to me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While I was yet a sinner--He died for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Romans 5:8 paraphrased). &lt;em&gt;Or&lt;/em&gt; what about the charge &lt;em&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;forgive others and He will forgive us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Matthew 6:14--paraphrased). How can those words just be ignored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I've been wronged!" I am sure you have. It is probably true... you have been mistreated, possibly abused, lied about, misused.... There is no denying your hurt or abuse. Never should injuries be made light of or made smaller than they are, but I have always found that I have no other choice but to forgive the offender in spite of the injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474165563875901458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_gkk7R_wBI/AAAAAAAAATk/nTzcBWvevj0/s400/Apr+17+2009+004-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness &lt;em&gt;does not mean&lt;/em&gt; to trust the offender again. It &lt;em&gt;does not mean&lt;/em&gt; they were right. It &lt;em&gt;does not mean&lt;/em&gt; you have to be best friends again. &lt;strong&gt;It simply means that you do not hold them in contempt any more.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It means that you simply choose to allow for error and weakness in others' lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; It's choosing not to stare at the scar and make it your focus. Because if you do--it can consume you. It is often a process....taking step by step. And it's definitely not always easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But, But...." There will always be a "but...what about....?" That's when I am reminded--to take the &lt;strong&gt;plank from my own eye&lt;/strong&gt; before attempting to locate and point out &lt;strong&gt;the speck in another's&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;eye.&lt;/strong&gt; When I reflect on my own life, I definitely need for others to allow for "error and weakness" in my life. What "right" do I have not to extend the same to others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hurt. I've been abused, mistreated, lied about, but I'm going to make a choice-- to (1 Peter 4:8) to love deeply--because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;love covers a multitude of sins&lt;/span&gt;. God is my defender, my attorney--and I just need to plead the fifth and allow him to speak on my behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will justify me (and has) and if not now...then one day in eternity. Until then, I've got to get busy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;unloading my planks&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/4229093451647678089-5395103073169559079?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5395103073169559079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/unloading-planks.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5395103073169559079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5395103073169559079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/unloading-planks.html' title='Unloading Planks'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_gkk7R_wBI/AAAAAAAAATk/nTzcBWvevj0/s72-c/Apr+17+2009+004-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-3506802721862767858</id><published>2010-05-20T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Trip</title><content type='html'>So, last Saturday, we wanted to have a little "outdoor" activity. We planned with some friends to go to the Baton Rouge Zoo. Granted--the sun was shining and it looked absolutely beautiful. I balked at the fact Lisa's son's baseball game was being cancelled that afternoon because of "bad weather." Hump. Looks fine to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we packed up... to meet the Gibsons.....forgetting umbrellas, towels, etc. because after all it was such a beautiful day! ha! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473581185112671762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_YRFmvnBhI/AAAAAAAAATU/s_n7TFjl8gI/s400/May+15+2010+083.jpg" /&gt;I think Lydia knew what was coming. She had this lovely disposition the entire time. No smiles. Just calm, cool, and collected. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473425835008718674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_WDzCgj91I/AAAAAAAAATE/tgK9IPz53AI/s400/May+15+2010+099.jpg" /&gt;Mark and Brett read about the birds, while I stared at the darkening sky. I think we should have brought the umbrella!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473425850071284338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_WDz6nwenI/AAAAAAAAATM/MTcSb23zzBI/s400/May+15+2010+105.jpg" /&gt;Thankfully, Dana had been to the zoo many times before--and knew where the closest shelter was. So when the downpour came, we ended up hanging out with the otters and nutria for a while, but at least we had some protection from the rain since we were already rather soaked by this point. But Lydia knew no difference!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473581192746024258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_YRGDLivUI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZNCNnYk2kJ8/s400/May+15+2010+122.jpg" /&gt;Lydia loves her Snugli! She refuses to sleep in a stroller, so I have learned to pack the Snugli carrier in times like these (especially after I ended up carrying her 1/2 mile around LSU lakes while pushing the stoller one day--while she was screaming. What fun!) Daddy loved carrying her!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473425831990982066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_WDy3RE9bI/AAAAAAAAAS8/QBWpJfYiFDs/s400/May+15+2010+097.jpg" /&gt;The new tiger exhibit. Aren't they beautiful!? And this picture was taken through the viewing glass!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473425824450450914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_WDybLRleI/AAAAAAAAAS0/x3nc2q0wGJ0/s400/May+15+2010+094.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madeline was the smart one--the only one with a hat!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473425815441215986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_WDx5nTkfI/AAAAAAAAASs/GxVK4-WA8ZA/s400/May+15+2010+090.jpg" /&gt;Beautiful Caroline--before the rain! By the time we left, we were all pretty wet, and we dried off with extra bibs I found in the diaper bag!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it wasn't the "best" zoo trip ever--but as I like to say "We're just making memories!" Memories I won't forget! :) &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/4229093451647678089-3506802721862767858?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3506802721862767858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/zoo-trip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3506802721862767858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3506802721862767858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/zoo-trip.html' title='Zoo Trip'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_YRFmvnBhI/AAAAAAAAATU/s_n7TFjl8gI/s72-c/May+15+2010+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-3777539898631280240</id><published>2010-05-17T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Pretty Princess :)</title><content type='html'>We have been so blessed!  We thank the Lord every day for such a wonderful blessing.  Sometimes I wonder--what did I do with all of my time before her? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing that God entrusted two imperfect people with such a precious treasure.  Oh, what a responsibility!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_IolBn0OVI/AAAAAAAAASk/qiutxXS7zog/s1600/May+14+2010+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472481113764280658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_IolBn0OVI/AAAAAAAAASk/qiutxXS7zog/s400/May+14+2010+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_IokgRBEHI/AAAAAAAAASc/CAY9laoMCIo/s1600/May+14+2010+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472481104810283122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_IokgRBEHI/AAAAAAAAASc/CAY9laoMCIo/s400/May+14+2010+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_IokQ-n1CI/AAAAAAAAASU/s1tV0-byPTc/s1600/May+14+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472481100706599970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_IokQ-n1CI/AAAAAAAAASU/s1tV0-byPTc/s400/May+14+2010+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-3777539898631280240?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3777539898631280240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/daddy-pretty-princess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3777539898631280240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3777539898631280240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/daddy-pretty-princess.html' title='Daddy&amp;#39;s Pretty Princess :)'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S_IolBn0OVI/AAAAAAAAASk/qiutxXS7zog/s72-c/May+14+2010+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-9053382414368514250</id><published>2010-05-14T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeping may endure for the night....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;....but joy cometh in the morning. Psalm 30:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What joys do indeed come in the morning! Intense labor and 10 months of harsh changes in my body--surely brought forth JOY! Be encouraged--that trials do not last forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471359373244857026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-4sXIjDesI/AAAAAAAAASM/9y0Mw_5J9F8/s400/9+pics+morning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia upon waking this morning : )  Definitely my JOY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-9053382414368514250?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/9053382414368514250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/weeping-may-endure-for-night.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/9053382414368514250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/9053382414368514250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/weeping-may-endure-for-night.html' title='Weeping may endure for the night....'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-4sXIjDesI/AAAAAAAAASM/9y0Mw_5J9F8/s72-c/9+pics+morning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-108702446927078363</id><published>2010-05-10T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; I had such a wonderful week-end! In spite of the fact that I worked nights Friday and Sunday (and was exhausted all day Saturday)--It was awesome. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469731316219843826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-hjpvgdFPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/CYkTtc0F3pU/s400/May+08+2010+007.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brett planned a dinner out with another couple on Saturday night at Ruffino's (he said they had a gift certificate and were inviting us--smart man--because he knows I'm on a budget!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He "lied" to me to get us to a friends house--where we dropped off Lydia. Surprise #1--a babysitter! I was near in tears because we haven't done anything together since she was born. I thought "wow" these men are great--planning for us two couples to have dinner together.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469731333140166914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-hjquikuQI/AAAAAAAAASE/0b1JKwfdc_M/s400/May+10+2010+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprise #2--We weren't meeting the other couple and we weren't going to Ruffino's! We went to French Market Bistro off Highland. When we got there we had a sweet corner table and there were roses and a card already placed! My husband is definitely the romantic planner. I was impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we drove to Ville Platte yesterday and spent the day with my mom and two sisters and my neice. We had a great day.  I brought a little basket of soap for all the ladies :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469731323811922146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-hjqLyjAOI/AAAAAAAAAR8/aLYTjOLhW3o/s400/May+08+2010+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;My Surprise #3--was checking my "blogroll" this morning and finding that I won a gift certificate to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;The Vintage Pearl&lt;/span&gt;! I'm sooo excited. I've been reading Erin's blog for a long time and have enjoyed reading about her family and being inspired by her mompreneurship. This is a picture from her blog (hope she doesn't mind). So head on over and check out her awesome jewelry &lt;a href="http://www.thevintagepearl.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.thevintagepearl.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; Thans Erin--you've definitely made my mother's day even better!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469724808176689714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-hdu7KDYjI/AAAAAAAAARs/OocpwhYwRzw/s400/4585918255_fc9f479f5a_o.jpg" /&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/4229093451647678089-108702446927078363?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/108702446927078363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/awesome-mother-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/108702446927078363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/108702446927078363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/awesome-mother-day.html' title='Awesome Mother&amp;#39;s Day'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-hjpvgdFPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/CYkTtc0F3pU/s72-c/May+08+2010+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-6155108633797539771</id><published>2010-05-07T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snail Shirring Bonnets</title><content type='html'>I wanted to share a two sweet bonnets for Lydia. I actually made both of these bonnets before she was even conceived (I was hoping for the girl) :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468608041354639282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-RmCijJt7I/AAAAAAAAARc/uwcA7LJmUrY/s400/May+04+2010+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both bonnets utilize a technique called "Snail Shirring." If you notice how the lace is gathered in kind of an S shape and attached to the bonnet--that is Snail Shirring. I learned this technique and made the bonnet with a kit from The Old Fashioned Baby. It is also hand embroidered on the top and ties with silk satin ribbons! Sooo sweet :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The OFB was located in Baton Rouge. I spent many hours there visiting with ladies who love to sew beautiful heirloom garments. I learned so much there. I remember when I found out I was pregnant. I drove immediately there to purchase something wonderful to make for the new baby--and I found the "We're closed" sign on the door. I was devastated! I pressed my nose against the window and wanted to cry! I immediately called Jeannie. But....the good news is that she still has her online shop at &lt;a href="http://www.theoldfashionedbaby.com/"&gt;http://www.theoldfashionedbaby.com/&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468608049738950994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-RmDByIKVI/AAAAAAAAARk/HrVT_1UxVvs/s400/May+04+2010+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This bonnet was made with antique lace (also purchased at OFB). It was yellow, and I soaked it in Biz for a few days--and it came out like new. I also sewed a few pin tucks in the bonnet for variety. This bonnet is gathered in the back unlike the other one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeannie, the owner and pattern designer, makes wonderful baby patterns and is an excellent teacher! I have purchased and made many beautiful heirloom items from her patterns--and they have by far some of the best instructions! (I hope she reads this!) I will post other gowns later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can also visit Jeannie's blog for tips and techniques for sewing heirloom garments. &lt;a href="http://www.oldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.oldfashionedbaby.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468608035663239730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-RmCNWN2jI/AAAAAAAAARU/G0wjzO3gqw8/s400/May+04+2010+010.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now--isn't this little girl soooo sweet.&lt;/span&gt; Look at that nose and those eyelashes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, how we love her!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-6155108633797539771?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/6155108633797539771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/snail-shirring-bonnets.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6155108633797539771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6155108633797539771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/snail-shirring-bonnets.html' title='Snail Shirring Bonnets'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-RmCijJt7I/AAAAAAAAARc/uwcA7LJmUrY/s72-c/May+04+2010+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-4842515491792478081</id><published>2010-05-04T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sleep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;That's my sweet baby girl.....sleeeeeping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467624672959414210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-Dnq9zoP8I/AAAAAAAAARM/RK7G20z8hY4/s400/Apr+28+2010+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last week and a half--baby girl has been sleeping for 9 hours at night!  Woo hoo!  It's amazing the growth and changes that can occur in just a few weeks.  She goes to sleep much easier than before and sleeps longer.  What more could I ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she's sleeping in the "taboo" sleeping position.  But since she was 6 weeks old, she would NOT sleep on her back.  We flipped her....and it made all the difference in the world.  She loves being on her belly.  When Lydia's happy --Moma's happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like those crib sheets?  Those are easy to make!  Maybe I'll post a little tutorial tomorrow (although you could do an easy search online to find others if I don't get to it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-4842515491792478081?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/4842515491792478081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/sweet-sleep.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4842515491792478081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4842515491792478081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/sweet-sleep.html' title='Sweet Sleep!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S-Dnq9zoP8I/AAAAAAAAARM/RK7G20z8hY4/s72-c/Apr+28+2010+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-4505592138467943958</id><published>2010-05-02T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Chocolate Chip Cookies</title><content type='html'>Where oh where has the time gone? Going back to work has definitely been a challenge. I was just beginning to get the hang of everything--then I went back to work. The "stack" has grown again and I feel like I need to hire a babysitter just to catch up. I am determined though--to conquer the schedule! :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466862611936095170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S94ylLRQq8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/F7P1uMfPPlI/s400/Oct+08+2008+125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week-end I had the opportunity to be "Nana" and hang out with some of my favorite people. One of my &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;fondest memories of childhood is making cookies&lt;/span&gt; every week-end (or it seemed that way). I still have the old cookbook pictured above that I used to use as a little girl, and I pulled it out recently to make a batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466862614186852146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S94ylTp4fzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Scr3-uv33Jo/s400/Apr+24+2010+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with my little Annie Lauren over we decided to go the "short" way (especially because it was 10 pm!)--and make "bag" cookies. Actually, the Betty Crocker bag cookies are pretty good.....especially if you add a few special ingredients. I start with the chocolate chip cookie mix, add more chocolate chips, nuts, and the secret ingredient---toffee bits. Everyone thinks they are the best cookies. And oh soo easy. Easy enough for a 1st grader. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466862629529181586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S94ymMzx3ZI/AAAAAAAAARE/Iu1T05TOEhc/s400/Apr+24+2010+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was her first ever batch of cookies! She was sooo proud! We both wore cute aprons, and she even shared the cookies with her brother! :) I can't wait until Lydia grows up so we can bake together, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Lyida--She's growing up soo fast.  She's oohing and ahhing a lot more and starting to laugh out loud a little.  It's really amazing how fast they grow.  I want to cherish every moment now because I know this season won't last long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-4505592138467943958?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/4505592138467943958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/memories-of-chocolate-chip-cookies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4505592138467943958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4505592138467943958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/05/memories-of-chocolate-chip-cookies.html' title='Memories of Chocolate Chip Cookies'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S94ylLRQq8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/F7P1uMfPPlI/s72-c/Oct+08+2008+125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-5459871065597176151</id><published>2010-04-16T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work and new hobbies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well--I have officially returned to work. It hasn't been too difficult especially knowing that my friend Dana is keeping Lydia as well as Daddy Brett :) In addition--working part time has been a wonderful blessing!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460909497615390162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S8kMQUPsFdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/bGpzhsY00Ss/s400/post+card.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460909492967157570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S8kMQC7dr0I/AAAAAAAAAQM/aQwQOSVoGGg/s400/Apr+15+2010+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460909487292125906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S8kMPtybktI/AAAAAAAAAQE/gfcixdqh7MU/s400/Apr+15+2010+008+bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little one turned 2 months yesterday! We took our 2 month pictures out on the porch and I'm just in LOVE! I love how they came out. She is soooo cute--and her little personality is blossoming. In fact, right now she is sleeping--and I just want to go wake her up to visit with her (I've been working all day).&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460909512751784178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S8kMRMofIPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/c3j7zhfb5OY/s400/Mar+07+2010+096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the personal end--I've had some time for crafting. I always have to get in a little creative time! So--I've picked up another hobby (not that I needed ANOTHER one). I hate spending money on cards when most don't really say much--so I decided to make my own. I love being creative, and I believe it's like a little gift when you give them.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460909505505345810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S8kMQxozQRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/CfBLv1YACHc/s400/Apr+03+2010+007.JPG" /&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/4229093451647678089-5459871065597176151?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5459871065597176151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/04/work-and-new-hobbies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5459871065597176151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5459871065597176151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/04/work-and-new-hobbies.html' title='Work and new hobbies'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S8kMQUPsFdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/bGpzhsY00Ss/s72-c/post+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-4076449865148311505</id><published>2010-04-08T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:13.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOAP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well--I pulled out the soap pot again! I'm excited to get in the groove again now that I'm finally figuring out how to fit the soapmaking into the "schedule." Of course--we all know who rules the schedule. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457809107751791026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S74Id39v6bI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fgWrj8PcskU/s400/08+21+08+Gustav+325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What scents I have curing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lavender/Patchouli&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orange/Peppermint (wonderful!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ginger Lime -- nice clean scent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"moonlit morning" -- a fruity, floral scent--sweet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tonic -- clean Clarin's scent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't wait until they are ready to use!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-4076449865148311505?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/4076449865148311505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/04/soap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4076449865148311505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4076449865148311505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/04/soap.html' title='SOAP!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S74Id39v6bI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fgWrj8PcskU/s72-c/08+21+08+Gustav+325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-1279922717842816984</id><published>2010-04-05T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:14.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Routines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are working on establishing &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;routines&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in our household. Anyone who knows us, knows that Brett and I come and go as we wish -- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;at least we did&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Life is definitely different--and we will probably be more disciplined, orderly (in its own way), and less erratic-- (Hey--we like spontenaity).  Considering the fact that I am actually keeping up with this blog--shows some of the consistency that has entered my life :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456852042690333938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7qiBWxsDPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5p3q1nsLMZw/s400/Mar+31+2010+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well--the first "routine" needed is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;the bedtime routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We are finally getting there--and little one has gone to bed by 9 pm two nights in a row. phew! Those 11:30 pm nights were getting a little old! I'm returning to work this week--so routines are definitely in order.  No pun intended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456852055819585842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7qiCHr8iTI/AAAAAAAAAPs/i-a8SrjPqMs/s400/Apr+05+2010+001.JPG" /&gt;We start the routine with a bath--which little one LOVES!  Then we settle down for meal time and story time.  We've been reading the two above books.  We especially like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;On the Night You Were Born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Nancy Tillman.&lt;/span&gt;  The first time Brett read it to her--he even teared up.  It's a very sweet book and would make an excellent baby gift.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456852053243966386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7qiB-F3s7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/WmpPDgzgXL8/s400/Apr+05+2010+003.JPG" /&gt;Then--as the eyes get heavy--to bed we go.  She has moved out of the bassinet and into her "big girl" crib.  I bought this fan at Wal-Mart for $9.  The BEST $9 I've spent in a long time.  So far so good on the earlier nights. (Except for the unfortunate 5 am waking time now that she goes to bed earlier!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But--I actually took advantage of the early morning to begin my postnatal workout video. This week I lost another pound--so 31 down and 12 more to go!  I have never had to work to take off weight--so this is definitely a new challenge for me.  Cookies, cake, sweets, chocolate, etc. call my name loudly--and I'm not very good at ignorning them!&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/4229093451647678089-1279922717842816984?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1279922717842816984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/04/routines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1279922717842816984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1279922717842816984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/04/routines.html' title='Routines'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7qiBWxsDPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5p3q1nsLMZw/s72-c/Mar+31+2010+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-6863247816949797584</id><published>2010-04-02T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:14.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD Friday</title><content type='html'>Well--we made a trip to Ville Platte today. It was the first time my father saw Lydia and my mother hadn't seen her since she was born. The day went well--although we were an hour late getting out of the house and we (that would be my handsome husband) missed two exits on the way there-- further prolonging our delay. But--we made it intact without any tears from the back seat. Phew!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7a0R3f-LmI/AAAAAAAAAPU/MjehZcYSPRM/s1600/Apr+02+2010+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455746217654759010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7a0R3f-LmI/AAAAAAAAAPU/MjehZcYSPRM/s400/Apr+02+2010+051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7a0Rt-8A9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/-epJrqP7Bv0/s1600/Apr+02+2010+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455746215100285906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7a0Rt-8A9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/-epJrqP7Bv0/s400/Apr+02+2010+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day was made complete after a long nap! I found this picture in my camera that my sister must have taken during my siesta.  I crashed right after lunch along with Lydia--could it have been the wonderful from-scratch Italian cream cake that my mother made? Or was it just the 5 hours of sleep and 3 hours of morning activity PRIOR to leaving this morning? Maybe both.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7a0RB3TJHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/VFLlTNqF49w/s1600/Apr+02+2010+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455746203257087090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7a0RB3TJHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/VFLlTNqF49w/s400/Apr+02+2010+041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way home, Brett and I remembered why we celebrate "Good" Friday. Thank you Jesus--for going to the cross--for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-6863247816949797584?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/6863247816949797584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-friday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6863247816949797584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6863247816949797584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-friday.html' title='GOOD Friday'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7a0R3f-LmI/AAAAAAAAAPU/MjehZcYSPRM/s72-c/Apr+02+2010+051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-9154701402871889376</id><published>2010-04-01T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:14.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRINGing up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love, Love, LOVE this time of the year!  After the little one awoke from a nap--I decided to take advantage of her good mood and get out in the yard.  I love that the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;azaleas&lt;/span&gt; are blooming and the brown and yellow grasses are being overtaken by &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;! (although a lot of the green--is weeds!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455356281681522178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7VRomzSrgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/I5-7ss2J5aE/s400/Apr+01+2010+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia enjoyed being outdoors in the bouncy seat--and Mama was happy to do a little pruning!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455356276793231618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7VRoUl1SQI/AAAAAAAAAO0/wwUdNXUYtW4/s400/gardening+april+1.jpg" /&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/4229093451647678089-9154701402871889376?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/9154701402871889376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/04/springing-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/9154701402871889376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/9154701402871889376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/04/springing-up.html' title='SPRINGing up!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S7VRomzSrgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/I5-7ss2J5aE/s72-c/Apr+01+2010+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-5277528091841012070</id><published>2010-03-18T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:14.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a happy camper! -- Unfulfilled expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Lydia is now over 4 weeks old. Last week--she continued to be quite irritable in the evenings from around 7 pm until 11 pm. Every night I was carrying her around the house while cooking supper, eating, etc. I couldn't put her down, and all she did was cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I contributed it to the "fussy" period that is written about in parenting books. It often comes "in the evening." We then discussed--"colic" wondering if it was beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450034138846802338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S6JpLHu3MaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Tl5BK9RwU1c/s400/Feb+21+2010+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then....I spoke to my mother..... "maybe she is hungry." Hmmmmm..... didn't think of that. No hand in fist, no gnawing on my shirt and anything else in sight. Let's try it. After drinking 4 ounces--this little one gulped down another 2! 6 ounces at less than four weeks old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's not eating that much at every feeding, but I have now learned that she eats more often and often more in the evenings (late night snacks start early!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've learned--that unless you communicate your needs--not everyone knows what you expect of them! I'm sure Lydia expected to be fed--but she was unable to communicate....but what about us as adults??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Expecting: "to consider probable or certain" "to consider bound in duty or obligated"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How often are we like this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I have had many moments with Brett lately where &lt;em&gt;I was "expecting" something of him that I thought was "probable" and his "duty" yet never communicated it to him.&lt;/em&gt; Just like Lydia--I didn't know what she was "expecting." As a result--I kind of looked like the picture above--unhappy and miserable! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who are you expecting something from--without communicating your needs? We can't expect others to know what we want or need without fairly communicating it. Unfulfilled expectations can make one frustrated, angry, and even bitter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So long uncommunicated expectations--Now, we are all happy campers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450037076131222418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S6Jr2F-Ck5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/yCO_hrIFAFs/s400/Mar+14+2010+047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4229093451647678089-5277528091841012070?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5277528091841012070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-happy-camper-unfulfilled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5277528091841012070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5277528091841012070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-happy-camper-unfulfilled.html' title='Not a happy camper! -- Unfulfilled expectations'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S6JpLHu3MaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Tl5BK9RwU1c/s72-c/Feb+21+2010+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-5152375731527733979</id><published>2010-03-02T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:14.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4394727779_9a2a79e951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4394727779_9a2a79e951.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4028/4395493792_cdd2f85625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4028/4395493792_cdd2f85625.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4395494984_510251bc67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4395494984_510251bc67.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4394728753_7b77b4ddf7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4394728753_7b77b4ddf7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was determined when I was pregnant to get some "newborn" photos as soon as Lydia was born. In order to get good pictures--they really need to be less than 10-12 days old. Lydia was 11 days old--and growing tremendously. She said awake for 1 1/2 hours while Emerson and I took pictures! What 12 day old stays awake that long?? She also peed all over everything 3 x--but it was all worth it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Isn't she beautiful! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-5152375731527733979?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5152375731527733979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5152375731527733979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5152375731527733979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-girl.html' title='Sweet Girl'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4394727779_9a2a79e951_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-7470759968412164378</id><published>2010-02-21T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:14.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home Little Lydia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lydia Lane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8 lb. 7 oz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;February 15, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4016/4377733036_c44de4647a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2747/4377735346_aaf5cba8f8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4377734198_843e1190b0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4377734198_843e1190b0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-7470759968412164378?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/7470759968412164378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/02/welcome-home-little-lydia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7470759968412164378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7470759968412164378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/02/welcome-home-little-lydia.html' title='Welcome Home Little Lydia'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4016/4377733036_c44de4647a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-4989220767886022942</id><published>2010-02-14T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:15.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardboard Testimonies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insecure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depressed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Withdrawn emotionally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvDDc5RB6FQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvDDc5RB6FQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Secure in Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Ability to love without holding back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I recently saw this video posted on a friend's Facebook site. It was very moving and in the early morning hours--I thought that I have much to be thankful for what Christ has done for me--I pondered what I would write on my "cardboard testimony."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you write on yours?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-4989220767886022942?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/4989220767886022942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/02/cardboard-testimonies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4989220767886022942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4989220767886022942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/02/cardboard-testimonies.html' title='Cardboard Testimonies'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-2453081784253958573</id><published>2010-02-12T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:15.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BEST Banana Bread Recipe</title><content type='html'>Yummy! That's the best word to describe this banana bread (that I'm eating while typing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4353101788_2a4f715403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in nursing school, I would often stop by Smoothie King and get their packaged breads (banana, carrot). I loved how moist they were--so I went on a hunt for the "perfect" banana bread recipe. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4353102614_3291c9bef6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4352357897_c34747b50c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After searching for "moist banana bread" recipes and trying about 6 different ones-- I finally landed on this one. By the way--the rest of them--were far from being moist! I was just thankful that our friend John, who liked to eat banana bread, was coming over regularly to help eat my testing recipes (because Brett won't touch the stuff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 465px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2778/4352354645_5f5637451c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this recipe on &lt;a href="http://www.mrbreakfast.com/"&gt;http://www.mrbreakfast.com/&lt;/a&gt; and I make a few additions/changes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I usually use &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wheat flour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for at least half of the required amount (makes it a little "healthier")&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I add &lt;strong&gt;over &lt;em&gt;1/2 cup walnuts/pecans&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -- nuts are a necessity!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I add 1/4 to 1/2 teaspon of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cinnamon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;--because I like cinnamon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Definitely cook for 45 minutes&lt;/strong&gt;. It will look dark on top--but the middle will not be cooked completely if you don't cook for the 45 minutes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I use &lt;strong&gt;butter&lt;/strong&gt; instead of margarine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;**Other additions-- raisons, chocolate chips, fresh &lt;strong&gt;blueberries &lt;/strong&gt;(those are awesome--2 bananas and a "handful" of blueberries make a great bread)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have to try this recipe. I have never had anyone dislike this recipe--in fact--people usually ask me for it. You won't regret it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Happy baking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-2453081784253958573?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/2453081784253958573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-banana-bread-recipe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2453081784253958573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2453081784253958573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-banana-bread-recipe.html' title='The BEST Banana Bread Recipe'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4353101788_2a4f715403_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-8432087658198560404</id><published>2010-02-10T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:15.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying "Good bye" to the STACK!</title><content type='html'>Ok-- after weeks of whittling away at the STACK--I am finished!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect time for a &lt;strong&gt;Word of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whittle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-- &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;to reduce or gradually eliminate something&lt;/span&gt; :) (Just had to throw that in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2750/4347655100_b38691276d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stack above was actually one from December 2008 (just found the picture in my files). Unfortunately (and embarrassingly)--some of the same items in that stack were in my current one! Except--the STACK I just finished "eliminating" was about......3-4 x larger than in the picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh--you all know and can relate to this (except for the few &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; organized out there). The stack sits there and then it gets shoved in an old Wal-Mart sack and thrown in the closet when company comes over. Then--it builds again--and more company comes over. Hence--I ended up with about 4 x that amount! It was filled with photos, items needing to be filed, receipts, things and papers I "thought" I wanted to keep, etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am finished going through everything-- I have a &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOLUTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the stack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long (and I mean LONG) time ago--I heard someone on the radio talking about organizing your life. They referred to a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"one touch" system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;You check the mail--and as you go through it--you touch it ONCE&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You read and throw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You read and file&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You read--pay bill--then file&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You deal with each piece of mail ONCE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Previously I have been so overwhelmed with my stack--that I felt I could never implement the "one touch" system....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But after today...... I will (that's a promise) :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-8432087658198560404?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/8432087658198560404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/02/saying-bye-to-stack.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/8432087658198560404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/8432087658198560404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/02/saying-bye-to-stack.html' title='Saying &amp;quot;Good bye&amp;quot; to the STACK!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2750/4347655100_b38691276d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-9056952698157088859</id><published>2010-02-06T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:15.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nesting</title><content type='html'>So.... no baby yet....&lt;br /&gt;but the &lt;em&gt;organizing&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;ordering&lt;/em&gt; continues. I think I have made more trips to Wal-Mart lately to get organizational items--tubs, tubs, containers, more tubs.... each closet and cabinet is slowly getting organized. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It seems to be all about ORDER&lt;/span&gt;. I like order--and lately--I like it even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did what I love--and looked up the definition of "nesting." Of course I found many, but here was my favorite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tendency to arrange one's immediate surroundings to create a place where one feels secure, comfortable, or in control.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From spiders, to birds, to alligators-- to humans -- all have a "nesting" instinct. It is their desire to protect and prepare for the birth of their offspring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my wonderment came when I asked myself--why couldn't I have invested this much energy over the last years cleaning and organizing my house? Why does it take a baby coming to make your home and organization a real "priority"? Those are the qustions I asked myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 506px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4335705444_49213cd1eb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the answer for me goes back to the above definition-- I think I realize that my "comfortable" and "in control" environment is about to change! And if I can only get as much "control" now (before this baby)--it creates some kind of security. We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a deeper note..... a newborn is a grave responsibility and it is so vulnerable. I think there is a knowing of the importance of a mother's being in control to protect it. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;If only we could see other people in our lives, other tasks and edicts (especially from God) as being just as great a responsibility&lt;/span&gt;--that we would seek to protect His purposes and other's lives as much as a newborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Picture from bird's nest in my yard last spring.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-9056952698157088859?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/9056952698157088859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/02/nesting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/9056952698157088859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/9056952698157088859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/02/nesting.html' title='Nesting'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4335705444_49213cd1eb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-8961716603351413661</id><published>2010-02-03T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:15.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's 2:24 in the morning--and I'm up. Surprised? Is this God's preparation for what is to come? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been cleaning out my photo files and figured out what pictures I need to print--and which to delete. I'm determined to get organized with a system, especially before Lydia gets here. I love digital, but so often pictures just remain on the computer--waiting to be possibly lost one day. I love putting my hands on a picture or in an album--that I can look at anywhere and anytime--regardless of technology. I'm a little old fashioned when it comes to some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 791px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4327508042_de1f2e8d0a_b.jpg" /&gt; Sooo....I came across all of my pregnancy photos, and attempted to make a collage. As much "misery" as pregnancy is right now--I think I will miss many things especially having Lydia "with" me at all times, feeling her little feet and knees pushing against my abdomen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day is almost here. My doctor is on call today (Wednesday)--so I told her at my appointment on Tuesday--I would see her tomorrow. I hope I am right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-8961716603351413661?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/8961716603351413661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/02/looking-back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/8961716603351413661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/8961716603351413661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/02/looking-back.html' title='Looking Back'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4327508042_de1f2e8d0a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-4053192491032120161</id><published>2010-01-30T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:15.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost done...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2797/4315560879_3ef46efb31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2797/4315560879_3ef46efb31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I started knitting this blanket 11 months ago....before I was even pregnant.  I've slacked off a little, but I only have a few rows left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my friend take this picture because I love this scripture and thought it so fitting.  The entire time I knit this blanket I would pray for my little one--even before she was formed :)&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/4229093451647678089-4053192491032120161?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/4053192491032120161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-done.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4053192491032120161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4053192491032120161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-done.html' title='Almost done...'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2797/4315560879_3ef46efb31_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-5678643714344064050</id><published>2010-01-29T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:15.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready and Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well--we are waiting for the arrival of baby Lydia. I am ready. I have to be honest that I wasn't ready (I was rather anxious) just a few weeks ago, but after a few uncomfortable days/nights--I'm ready :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2743/4314738734_b51e3be92e.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This waiting reminds me of 1 Corinthians 3:6 --(paraphrased) We plant, water--but God brings the growth and the increase. It's just waiting. We've done our part--now it's up to Him for the perfect timing of her arrival. May I just be patient :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432280731538625202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/S2NWizuPErI/AAAAAAAAAOc/mf_OPRt8viI/s400/Jan+15+2010+091.jpg" /&gt; Until then--I'm looking at her little crib and sweet little dresses :) I made her bedding, after much hesitation, but I think it came out great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4314002653_00cfb82a78.jpg" /&gt;I started this little gown over a year ago.  I made the gown to match the lace that I made the bonnet out of.  I think this will be her dedication outfit.  I can't wait to see her in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-5678643714344064050?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5678643714344064050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/01/ready-and-waiting.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5678643714344064050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5678643714344064050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2010/01/ready-and-waiting.html' title='Ready and Waiting'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2743/4314738734_b51e3be92e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-1643803482113898943</id><published>2009-11-29T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:15.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Craigslist!</title><content type='html'>We have been looking for a used armoire on Craigslist for 3 months, daily! (Well, I won't say "we"--but I have :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had difficulty with people returning e-mails, returning phone calls, etc.--but we finally landed an armoire that Brett and I both love!  We needed the storage space desperately.  It's a little large--but it fits with our house decor perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was originally from Christian Street Furniture, and it is made of reclaimed wood.  So it looks old and antique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just to complete the baby bedding, recover the lime green vinyl chair, and organize everything!  Phew--I have a lot to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12011056@N03/4144837251/" title="Nov 29 2009 009 by catherine.talley, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/4144837251_57b7b0e34e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Nov 29 2009 009" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-1643803482113898943?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1643803482113898943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-craigslist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1643803482113898943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1643803482113898943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-craigslist.html' title='I love Craigslist!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/4144837251_57b7b0e34e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-3463930321523081036</id><published>2009-11-28T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:15.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing--making a photo larger :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12011056@N03/3644157520/" title="DSC_0210-143 bw by catherine.talley, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2468/3644157520_ba9f0a255a.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="DSC_0210-143 bw" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well--It works :)&lt;a title="DSC_0210-143 bw by catherine.talley, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12011056@N03/3644157520/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-3463930321523081036?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3463930321523081036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/11/testing-making-photo-larger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3463930321523081036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3463930321523081036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/11/testing-making-photo-larger.html' title='Testing--making a photo larger :)'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2468/3644157520_ba9f0a255a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-1865968508720661311</id><published>2009-06-20T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:15.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's 1st Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/Sj0TwHf9XOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/DQSWitxgPPk/s1600-h/five+half+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349453649753758946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/Sj0TwHf9XOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/DQSWitxgPPk/s400/five+half+weeks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well--this is our little lentil--at 5 1/2 weeks old.  Brett said if it's  a girl--he'll name her "dot" after her first picture!  (just kidding)  The doctor said everything is on track so far--and we even saw the heart beating!!  It's absolutely amazing that the heart is formed and starts beating around day 21 after conception.  It's also amazing that something so small could make one so sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last 3 days I haven't been feeling so well. As long as I eat every hour and take breaks I do ok.   Although, I'm not very motivated to be in school.  I have 4 weeks left of school for the summer semester.  Pray I make it through!&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/4229093451647678089-1865968508720661311?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1865968508720661311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-1st-photo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1865968508720661311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1865968508720661311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-1st-photo.html' title='Baby&amp;#39;s 1st Photo'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/Sj0TwHf9XOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/DQSWitxgPPk/s72-c/five+half+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-5287148621875785862</id><published>2009-06-14T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:15.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you believe it???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SjVvyWtoZYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EP5A3v5CLMc/s1600-h/pregnant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347303043453445506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SjVvyWtoZYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EP5A3v5CLMc/s400/pregnant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well after 3 months--we did it! :)  We found out June 5--and I'm still in shock a little.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the doctor Wednesday, so I'll keep you updated.&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/4229093451647678089-5287148621875785862?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5287148621875785862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-you-believe-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5287148621875785862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5287148621875785862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-you-believe-it.html' title='Can you believe it???'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SjVvyWtoZYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EP5A3v5CLMc/s72-c/pregnant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-7864185482617545909</id><published>2009-04-04T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:15.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>So today--I started my day by getting up early and going to the Farmer's Market down town with my friend Dana. Then we rushed to meet up at the church to do outreach at alocal nursing home for Servolution. I never knew little old ladies liked to get their fingernails painted so much! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321064224133983810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/Sdg3uDqLrkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/lM2eu9F4Gus/s400/Megan+chair+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home--ate a little lunch, worked on painting the sunroom (no, it's still not finished) and then had a little time for a few pics. I recently bought a few new photo props and couldn't wait to use them. My friend Emerson came over with the kids and this is what we got!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321064221823027666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/Sdg3t7DNSdI/AAAAAAAAANs/-wx1r6HYIgw/s400/Meg+chair+smile+BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321064217297950002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/Sdg3tqMWFTI/AAAAAAAAANk/hIHd4FaXmqw/s400/Megan+chair+parasol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321064231585181090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/Sdg3ufar7aI/AAAAAAAAAN8/FzlNhouPiXQ/s400/Megan+path.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321064229082780962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/Sdg3uWGEVSI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZRIqANpeAZ4/s400/Sam+Swing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks, Emerson for a wonderful afternoon! Your children are beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-7864185482617545909?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/7864185482617545909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/04/beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7864185482617545909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7864185482617545909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/04/beautiful-day.html' title='A beautiful Day'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/Sdg3uDqLrkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/lM2eu9F4Gus/s72-c/Megan+chair+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-1641465779585495040</id><published>2009-03-14T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:16.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Nice day for a wet wedding!</title><content type='html'>We went to Kevin and Melissa's wedding today at the Houmas House Plantation. The property was just gorgeous even though it rained the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313209638628199890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SbxQBAedjdI/AAAAAAAAANM/yohR6Vvex5g/s400/Kevin+and+Melissa+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SbxQB61RGUI/AAAAAAAAANc/fg9HwN2tqME/s1600-h/Brett+and+I+kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313209654293109058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SbxQB61RGUI/AAAAAAAAANc/fg9HwN2tqME/s400/Brett+and+I+kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just for fun! Had to get an "umbrella shot"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SbxQBqniDKI/AAAAAAAAANU/oJTC4mLRYRw/s1600-h/fence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313209649940532386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SbxQBqniDKI/AAAAAAAAANU/oJTC4mLRYRw/s400/fence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And had to get a little "artistic" shot.&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/4229093451647678089-1641465779585495040?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1641465779585495040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-nice-day-for-wet-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1641465779585495040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1641465779585495040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-nice-day-for-wet-wedding.html' title='It&amp;#39;s a Nice day for a wet wedding!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SbxQBAedjdI/AAAAAAAAANM/yohR6Vvex5g/s72-c/Kevin+and+Melissa+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-196892933730368647</id><published>2009-02-11T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:16.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>I saw this picture in an e-mail and laughed out loud! I hope you do too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Red Neck Fire Alarm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301762637875666962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SZOlB3oEYBI/AAAAAAAAANE/RJTSXHuUMJo/s400/red+neck+fire+alarm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-196892933730368647?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/196892933730368647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/196892933730368647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/196892933730368647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SZOlB3oEYBI/AAAAAAAAANE/RJTSXHuUMJo/s72-c/red+neck+fire+alarm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-7130615978108971887</id><published>2009-01-15T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:16.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad to have my MARGINS back</title><content type='html'>Well--I figured it was time for another post.  Most of the time I don't post because I wait for the "right" time to post--well we all know the right time never happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok--back to the subject of MARGINS.  I love definitions....so here goes another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mar·gin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; noun  (plural mar·gins)&lt;br /&gt;Definition: (from online Encarta dictionary--skipping parts I didn't like :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. blank space at side of page&lt;br /&gt;2. outer edge&lt;br /&gt;3. limit: a boundary indicating the limit beyond which something should not go&lt;br /&gt;4. additional amount: an amount over and above what is strictly necessary, included for safety reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life over the last 5 months has lacked margins.  We tend to get so bogged down in stuff--that we fail to have necessary margins. Sometimes--we have no control over what happens in our lives, but if we leave space--a little crisis can squeeze into the margins that we have left.  If we "book" our lives too tightly, when a crisis or unexpected circumstance arises, we lack that "blank" space, "limits," and that extra "additional amount" of time that is needed for "safety reasons."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you--but &lt;strong&gt;it's not safe for my emotions, my family time, my health--when I go beyond the margins in my life&lt;/strong&gt;.  Over the years, I've learned to say no to some things in order to maintain a little margin.  Besides--a page that has no margins--that's written on from edge to edge--is not easy to focus upon and it's not aesthetically appealing either.  I think when I ditch the margins--I'm often not the most pleasurable person to be around. (That's when Brett tells me--go get some sleep!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So add margins in your life when you can--they are absolutely needed!  Saying no to certain extra commitments and to simple things like wasted time watching TV, unfruitful telephone conversations, just being "lazy," and of course--good ol' wasted computer time--will help give back a few of those margins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well--my time's up--gotta go to keep up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 5:15-16&lt;/strong&gt;   Be very careful, then, how you live--not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity....&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/4229093451647678089-7130615978108971887?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/7130615978108971887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/01/glad-to-have-my-margins-back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7130615978108971887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7130615978108971887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/01/glad-to-have-my-margins-back.html' title='Glad to have my MARGINS back'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-3143366042217698290</id><published>2009-01-04T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:16.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I really forget??</title><content type='html'>Ok. So I must admit.....I did forget my dearest friend's birthday yesterday. Although, I could have said that she called me before I had a chance to call her---(I thought about it--but she knows me too well)-- I confess that I just forgot. So... to make up for it--I'm taking this post to say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, Lisa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287579160362597714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SWFBO0crvVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/bukebsB_bO4/s400/Dec+26+2008+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here's your cyper b-day present! (You'll get it the next time I see you.) Oh--and if anyone is interested in making one of these--let me know and I'll post a tutorial.  It's very easy and makes a great gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Make new friends but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very appreciative of all of my dear friends. I find that getting older only makes developing friendships (significant, deep ones) more difficult as we have husbands and families first on our priority list. So I am thankful for those all of my "golden" friends who know me inside and out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you had a wonderful birthday, Lisa!  Here are a few pics of your sweet Caroline (I have copies for you too.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287580320894202658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SWFCSXw-syI/AAAAAAAAAMI/kvFE5c7eaps/s400/Caroline+gate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287580327972497634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SWFCSyIk6OI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/f4UK2vksCok/s400/Caroline+flowers+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287580991294358642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SWFC5ZM1RHI/AAAAAAAAAMg/tk_0m4I4KcA/s400/Dec+06+2008+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/4229093451647678089-3143366042217698290?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3143366042217698290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/01/did-i-really-forget.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3143366042217698290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3143366042217698290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2009/01/did-i-really-forget.html' title='Did I really forget??'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SWFBO0crvVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/bukebsB_bO4/s72-c/Dec+26+2008+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-8149423569525325183</id><published>2008-12-25T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:16.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;erry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hristmas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This Christmas season was quite different for me. I worked both Christmas Eve and Christmas day. We didn't put up any Christmas decorations as our home is just getting back to order, and we didn't exchange gifts due to the effects of the recession. But -- all in all --&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I loved this "simple" Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett and I have been spending the last few weeks watching different Christmas moves. I can't tell you how long it has been since I've seen &lt;em&gt;The Grinch&lt;/em&gt;--and I didn't remember its poignant lesson. Christmas is not just about the presents! I loved it--especially since I dislike shopping so much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283951745395510930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SVReHeqazpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/j91CtdloymI/s400/Dec+10+2008+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So what is Christmas about-- It's simple. It's about the miraculous birth of a baby named Jesus who was born to set the world free from their sins. The birth of Christ was to bring "peace on earth" (Luke 2:14). Although the earth doesn't seem to have much "peace"--I know that peace is available and living in the hearts of many individuals. Despite all of life's difficulties, challenges, changes--&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you can have &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt; regardless of circumstances&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I remembered that peace as I had the privilege of praying for a sweet elderly patient that was fearing a negative diagnosis. As tears welled up in her eyes--I prayed that peace would fill her--and it did. She was happily discharged with a negative test result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before we become frenzied about life's upsets--remember--I do and can have peace--because of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the simplicity of the birth of a baby--Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-8149423569525325183?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/8149423569525325183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/12/simple-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/8149423569525325183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/8149423569525325183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/12/simple-season.html' title='A Simple Season'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SVReHeqazpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/j91CtdloymI/s72-c/Dec+10+2008+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-5456998004581993934</id><published>2008-11-08T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:16.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Uphill Battle</title><content type='html'>I'm back--with my armor on! The other day I was pondering the events of the last 2 months and thinking--I'm so exhausted! Since Gustav one thing after another has just "disrupted" our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, &lt;em&gt;I'm not going to go on a long spiel&lt;/em&gt; about how we didn't have electricity for 2 weeks, how we haven't received the check to fix the damages to our house, that the roof is leaking again, that during repairs they found significant (old) termite damage that had to be repaired, that while repairing the damage they cut a hole through our bedroom wall, that while tearing down the walled siding in the sunroom/office they broke a window, that Brett's mom fell and broke her hip leaving Brett and his siblings to care for his father who has dementia and through it all have gotten so behind on my school work. Oh, and I won't go on about how Brett was approached by a long ago friend (while at the movie theatre) who subtlely hinted that her 18 year old daughter might be his! (Anyway--thank the Lord that was negative!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266344559360560002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SRXQeXV_S4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/VPPy6daCdzM/s400/Oct+23+2008+124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was comforted by the Lord the other day when I was reminded--that although life keeps changing--&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;He never changes&lt;/span&gt;--He is the same each and every day! (Hebrews 13:8)&lt;/span&gt; He remains constant and if my foundation is upon him--I can remain immoveable during these times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266347629840997058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SRXTRFxkmsI/AAAAAAAAALg/zrS3muVEtsU/s400/Oct+25+2008+117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thought "Uphill Battle" came to my mind the other day. So, being the dictionary loving person I am--I looked up a definition and here are 2 that I found:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A challenge with the odds of success stacked strongly against&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A struggle against unfavorable circumstances.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266347662807990770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SRXTTAlhAfI/AAAAAAAAALw/XCG30DFudus/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;A "struggle" a "challenge" and "unfavorable circumstances"-- that's how I would describe the last 2 months! But I realized that each and every day &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;I have a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I can choose to be miserable or I can "count it all joy" (James 1:2) that I am facing circumstances that challenge me and make me stronger. I just need to remind myself of who God is and be prepared for anything.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266347637507141586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SRXTRiVUr9I/AAAAAAAAALo/meqDwyAwFBA/s400/Oct+23+2008+122.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;With confidence, I can say that Brett and I have grown closer through it all in addition to learning to deal with circumstances beyond our control. I believe it is all a time of prepartion for us (hopefully for those twins that I want to have!) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266344552798660066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SRXQd-5gpeI/AAAAAAAAALA/lVKymNzcXxs/s400/Oct+24+2008+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it has also been a &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; caring for his father who is so dear to my heart. I just love that man. He has been a wonderful husband for almost 60 years and an excellent example to Brett. For that I am eternally grateful and willing to give back!&lt;/p&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/4229093451647678089-5456998004581993934?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5456998004581993934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/11/uphill-battle.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5456998004581993934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5456998004581993934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/11/uphill-battle.html' title='An Uphill Battle'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SRXQeXV_S4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/VPPy6daCdzM/s72-c/Oct+23+2008+124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-3879311435668627301</id><published>2008-10-22T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:16.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tutorial-- how to post a music playlist to your Blogger site</title><content type='html'>Ok-- since I've been bombarded with requests for this tutorial.. .(well, not exactly--but hey--maybe some lurker will benefit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my rough steps. I think anyone should be able to follow these directions. I love having my little tunes on my blog. . . now you can too!&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.playlist.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.playlist.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (there are other sites out there--but this is what I used)&lt;br /&gt;2. sign up or just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;start building a playlist&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; (it's the big blue box on the center L of the screen) by &lt;strong&gt;entering song or an artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;3. The song or songs by the artist will come up – listen to song or hit the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“+”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to save to your playlist (continue until you have a list that you like—pretty self explanatory)&lt;br /&gt;4. After finishing your list -- look for and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;select a button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stating &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;post playlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” or “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;generate code&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At this point you have to do 3 steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. You are given choices from A-E. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Select E &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;(at least for blogger)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Select which playlist you want to add to your blog (you probably only have 1 at this time)&lt;br /&gt;3. Select auto start (yes), shuffle (I prefer yes), and color (what ever you want) –hit “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;get code&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;/span&gt; button&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Copy the code (control C).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open new window with your blog in it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sign in to blogger account and &lt;strong&gt;go to “&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;edit layout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Select &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“add a gadget”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the side or bottom bar&lt;br /&gt;**Here's the only tricky step -- from the "gadget" list &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;select “HTML/JavaScript”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;em&gt;make sure it is this one only--&lt;strong&gt;Look under BASICS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (at least this is the only one that worked for me—I tried a couple of others only to be frustrated)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once you find "HTML/JavaScript" --select it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put a title (or not)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;“paste”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;Control V)&lt;/strong&gt; the “code” that you copied from the playlist into the big box&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hit &lt;strong&gt;save&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;voila! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do a little dance, make a little. . ..oh, well—hey—it is Wednesday night!! (some of you will get this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-3879311435668627301?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3879311435668627301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/tutorial-how-to-post-music-playlist-to.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3879311435668627301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3879311435668627301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/tutorial-how-to-post-music-playlist-to.html' title='Tutorial-- how to post a music playlist to your Blogger site'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-6149462688120192061</id><published>2008-10-18T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:16.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sticky Note" on Relationships</title><content type='html'>We have this little "sticky" on our refrigerator--just thought I'd share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;Six Times to Say "I'm Sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;When you are wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;When you are rude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;When you are defensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;When you are impatient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;When you are negative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;When you are hurtful&lt;/span&gt;&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/4229093451647678089-6149462688120192061?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/6149462688120192061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/note-on-relationships.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6149462688120192061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6149462688120192061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/note-on-relationships.html' title='&amp;quot;Sticky Note&amp;quot; on Relationships'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-3246743097337734128</id><published>2008-10-16T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:16.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIREPROOF</title><content type='html'>So--this past Sunday we went to see the movie &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fireproof&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett heard from a few of his clients how impacting the movie was, so we invited another couple to meet us at the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the concept of the movie was excellent.  The movie is centered around a young married couple who is on the verge of divorce.  --Don't worry I won't give you enough details to spoil it for you if you haven't seen it (although it's not that complex).  After hearing of his marital problems, the husband (played by Kirk Cameron) is given a book by his father-- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Love Dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  The movie revolves around his reading of the book and following its instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think any marriage can benefit from watching this movie-- because the little lessons in the book are simple yet challenging and impacting.  Although this movie &lt;em&gt;seems&lt;/em&gt; to be about "marriage,"  if you look a little deeper you see that it is really about unconditional &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall it's worth going to see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (just try to avoid being too critical about the somewhat &lt;em&gt;cheesy&lt;/em&gt; acting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Oh--and there is actually a &lt;em&gt;Love Dare&lt;/em&gt; book on the market.  Just do a search online to find it--and then you can take your own 40 day challenge.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I think it would be worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-3246743097337734128?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3246743097337734128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/fireproof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3246743097337734128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3246743097337734128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/fireproof.html' title='FIREPROOF'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-7194177328956827418</id><published>2008-10-14T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:16.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted. . .</title><content type='html'>. . . from&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; a busy week-end!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night I worked until 11:30 pm then I got up earrrrrly (6:20 am) on Saturday morning to head to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Donaldsonville&lt;/span&gt; for the medical clinic.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257218997379333154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SPVk0v06_CI/AAAAAAAAAKo/vQYSWeVUWuY/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've written about Healing Hands before, but in case you missed it--you can read more about it on the HH Blog &lt;a href="http://drcheri.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://drcheri.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After seeing about 18 patients and giving them there monthly medications, all of the volunteers had lunch together, and I headed home around 1 pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mother arrived around 2:40-- (during which I was taking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a little nap&lt;/span&gt;). She thankfully brought her &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pressure washer&lt;/span&gt; over and we headed to the front of the house to clean the front of the house, the porch, and the side walk. Gustav's gotta go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257223177920326658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SPVooFjkLAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-O8AYB3HOco/s400/DSC_0172.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;After 3.5 hours of cleaning (and &lt;em&gt;accidentally &lt;/em&gt;removing a little paint from the porch and shutters)--I headed to Albertson's to grab a few things for some homemade&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; fried shrimp&lt;/span&gt; (provided by mom) and some of the traditional Talley &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;onion rings&lt;/span&gt;. All of this followed by a movie and popcorn (I bailed on this one).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Up early for Church at 9 am--then home to cook &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shrimp fettucine&lt;/span&gt;. After cleaning up--off to more &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pressure washing&lt;/span&gt;! If that wasn't enough--we made 3 batches of homemade &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;soap&lt;/span&gt; and Brett cut Mom's hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257223195478229778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SPVopG9sgxI/AAAAAAAAAK4/qTZPrQB8i5Q/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;After a quick shower--we met some friends for a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt; at 7 pm after which I was up until 11:30 pm finishing an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;assignment&lt;/span&gt; due at midnight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;. . . .then up again Monday at 7:00 am for a 12 hour shift.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe that explains why I woke up at 6:45 am this morning -- just the time I should have been arriving at work! Oh, well--I get to go in at 10:45 tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhh, a little time to sleep in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/4229093451647678089-7194177328956827418?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/7194177328956827418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/exhausted.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7194177328956827418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7194177328956827418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted. . .'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SPVk0v06_CI/AAAAAAAAAKo/vQYSWeVUWuY/s72-c/DSC_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-9159444199422582226</id><published>2008-10-08T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:16.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach?  Mountains?  Beach?  Mountains!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SO0yGEfMepI/AAAAAAAAAIk/PvkO41xjeeQ/s1600-h/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254911420076423826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SO0yGEfMepI/AAAAAAAAAIk/PvkO41xjeeQ/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This summer for our anniversary we went to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Blue Ridge Mountains&lt;/span&gt; in Tennessee/Georgia. We go to the beach every year, but this year we decided to make a change and take our mountain bikes for a little adventure.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254911431032637330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SO0yGtTXB5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/rfJXmiL5UEI/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;We both love the mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (we actually want to move there one day), but Brett has this "thing" about long car rides--he doesn't like them. I, on the other hand -- LOVE them! But he agreed that a long car ride was worth the end result, so we packed up our mountain bikes on the back of the car--and went to the mountains for 5 days. It was awesome! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254911434269522482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SO0yG5XF-jI/AAAAAAAAAJE/vH-beLrYZ-4/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brett and I spent 2 of the days mountain biking--for REAL this time. We had great difficulties at first until we met Wayne. Wayne was a "real" mountain biker who taught us how to use our bikes on the steep inclines. He was truly our personal God-sent tour guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to know what it feels like to ride down a mountain on a 3 foot wide curvy path, in the dark, at about 15-20 mph in the pouring rain--ask me. . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254915173901156930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SO01gkkwQkI/AAAAAAAAAJU/hFo2fxlROGU/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;It was exhilarating!&lt;/span&gt; (And I confess--very scary!!) We've made some new mountain biking rules for our next trip including letting someone else know where you are, and NO starting a trail after 7 pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We invited some friends, Jack and Beverly, to come with us. I've known them for years, and they were actually our "mentors" when we were married. We love and appreciate them and all of their wisdom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picking wild blackberries--they were awesome!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254911423685609106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SO0yGR7sRpI/AAAAAAAAAIs/URBtwQeC-oc/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this picture. It looks like it is from a fairy tale scene. No--it's not a backdrop!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254911431260512786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="294" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SO0yGuJsIhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/b_ivbQ6BCAI/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" width="402" border="0" /&gt; We also went horse back riding--my idea.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After about one hour--I was done!&lt;/span&gt;  I still have a scar 2 months later on my ankle where the stirrups rubbed the skin off my leg-- Ouch!!  But the horses were just breathtaking. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254915172357887010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SO01ge0z1CI/AAAAAAAAAJM/f6wNdKWJkcE/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We also went white water rafting.  It was the best trip we had all been on.  We had a wonderful (and a little crazy) guide.  Pics to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well--Just a little overdue update.  Now. . . . I think I'm going to ride my bike!&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/4229093451647678089-9159444199422582226?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/9159444199422582226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/beach-mountains-beach-mountains.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/9159444199422582226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/9159444199422582226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/beach-mountains-beach-mountains.html' title='Beach?  Mountains?  Beach?  Mountains!!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SO0yGEfMepI/AAAAAAAAAIk/PvkO41xjeeQ/s72-c/DSC_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-702385923223614817</id><published>2008-10-06T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:16.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I finally figured out how to get a music playlist on my blog!!&lt;/span&gt;  Yippee!  It took a while, but after reading on the web--I did it (during which time my bath water got very cold!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments that I really miss teaching high schoolers.  I feel so computer illiterate sometimes, so if any of you computer "illiterate" need a tutorial--I'll post one. &lt;br /&gt;In the meantime. . . enjoy the music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-702385923223614817?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/702385923223614817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-did-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/702385923223614817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/702385923223614817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-4853831093647169742</id><published>2008-10-01T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:17.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Season</title><content type='html'>I just came in and am taking a break from cutting the grass and raking up the last remants of the debris post hurricane Gustav. Phew! Glad that's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPpi_ltICI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ujixJey_T4o/s1600-h/08+31+08+Gustav+292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252298377838534690" style="CURSOR: hand" height="242" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPpi_ltICI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ujixJey_T4o/s320/08+31+08+Gustav+292.JPG" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's been a while and I've never posted anything about the hurricane, but after not having electricity for 13.5 days and then attempting to "catch" up, I'm just now getting to it. The above picture is the day before the storm as we (well, actually--Brett) were "boarding" up. Notice how you can barely see our neighbor's house to the right. My, how things have changed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPtLD29a5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/N9FL0K-06oU/s1600-h/09+03+08+Gustav+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252302364714298258" style="CURSOR: hand" height="248" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPtLD29a5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/N9FL0K-06oU/s320/09+03+08+Gustav+118.JPG" width="391" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After being at the hospital for 40 hours, this was what I came home to. Just slightly overwhelming! This picture below shows the most amazing testimony! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPtLDCDVnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/U51Fnho3-QY/s1600-h/09+02+08+Gustav+209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252302364492387954" style="CURSOR: hand" height="232" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPtLDCDVnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/U51Fnho3-QY/s320/09+02+08+Gustav+209.JPG" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our neighbors 60 year old pine fell &lt;em&gt;between&lt;/em&gt; our (new) garage and our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPtLTs3SaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/orwNYXWiSjU/s1600-h/09+03+08+Gustav+133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252302368966920610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPtLTs3SaI/AAAAAAAAAHI/orwNYXWiSjU/s320/09+03+08+Gustav+133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The window on that wall of the house was the only window we did not board up (thinking it was the safest!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPtLq2LrOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HxOIdsJsDRg/s1600-h/09+03+08+Gustav+146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252302375180020962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPtLq2LrOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HxOIdsJsDRg/s320/09+03+08+Gustav+146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture from inside our bedroom, and &lt;strong&gt;not ONE&lt;/strong&gt; pane was even cracked! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPtL1uGicI/AAAAAAAAAHY/y8GguGhvd8M/s1600-h/09+04+08+Gustav+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252302378098919874" style="WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="233" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPtL1uGicI/AAAAAAAAAHY/y8GguGhvd8M/s320/09+04+08+Gustav+044.JPG" width="343" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a lot of family, friends, and neighbors help us clean up. I became tearful many times during that day. I was so exhausted from being at work (where it was 95 degrees in the ER without air circulating!), and looking at all we had to do was just overwhelming. I so appreciated the help of everyone who aided to lift some of this burden off of our backs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do have damage to the garage, the master bedroom roof, and to the roof in the front of the house, but it could have been so much worse!! We thank the Lord everyday that we have a home that we can come home to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPxk42ZylI/AAAAAAAAAHg/GdHRScGG0nk/s1600-h/09+04+08+Gustav+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252307206482283090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPxk42ZylI/AAAAAAAAAHg/GdHRScGG0nk/s320/09+04+08+Gustav+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad to be back at home after living out of my car for 2 weeks and staying on different people's floors. Brett learned one thing about women during all of this --that women just "want to be at home." I wanted to go home. He wanted air conditioning, but I wanted my house even if it was hot!  It made me have great compassion on those in TX and in New Orleans after all of the devastation they endured. I can't begin to imagine.&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/4229093451647678089-4853831093647169742?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/4853831093647169742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-season.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4853831093647169742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4853831093647169742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-season.html' title='A New Season'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOPpi_ltICI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ujixJey_T4o/s72-c/08+31+08+Gustav+292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-363703379200476214</id><published>2008-09-28T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:17.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sew Fun!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOAvNxvOfeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/NV6N-6WXgl8/s1600-h/Sep+28+2008+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251249079250222562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOAvNxvOfeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/NV6N-6WXgl8/s320/Sep+28+2008+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now that life has returned a little to "normal" since Gustav, I've been returning to a few of my hobbies. I usually go through spurts of enjoying certain activities, and right now I'm back to sewing. Because I don't have a sewing room, it's tedious to take everything out of various closets in the house to set up the dining room for sewing. But this week-end I did, and here are some of my latest fun creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw this fabric, I didn't think it screamed "toddler dress," but I loved it. I later went back, bought it, and made this cool purse. Brett approves (which is good because he's the fashion police in the house!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOAvN6YM2QI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VcLYumV-PNw/s1600-h/Sep+28+2008+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251249081569564930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOAvN6YM2QI/AAAAAAAAAGA/VcLYumV-PNw/s320/Sep+28+2008+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOAvNjZDV3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/GREyH39CUi4/s1600-h/Sep+28+2008+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251249075399120754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOAvNjZDV3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/GREyH39CUi4/s320/Sep+28+2008+001.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finished a beautiful gown for Selena's sweet Julia Grace. It's a pattern by the &lt;em&gt;Old Fashioned Baby,&lt;/em&gt; and it has hand embroidered pleats and accents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOA0doKhUyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uoCyhYHnPko/s1600-h/Sep+25+2008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251254849116394274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOA0doKhUyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/uoCyhYHnPko/s320/Sep+25+2008+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOA0dsRzJ3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/eO60wCorEyk/s1600-h/Sep+25+2008+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251254850220664690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOA0dsRzJ3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/eO60wCorEyk/s320/Sep+25+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOA0etAp7cI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JwGTRLk6vRQ/s1600-h/Sep+25+2008+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251254867597061570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOA0etAp7cI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JwGTRLk6vRQ/s320/Sep+25+2008+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOA0eLGovMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7JD15Zk0SJc/s1600-h/Sep+25+2008+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251254858495343810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOA0eLGovMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/7JD15Zk0SJc/s320/Sep+25+2008+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never made a slip before, so here's my first. The shell stitching around the neckline is all hand sewn. I put her initials at the bottom of the slip. The embroidery is not the best, but since I was delayed during 2 weeks without electricity after the hurricane, I was anxious to get the gown to the now 10 week old Julia. Wow--they grow so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOA2lEz-tBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XZkzfmvG3D8/s1600-h/Sep+25+2008+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251257176088818706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOA2lEz-tBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XZkzfmvG3D8/s320/Sep+25+2008+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . and this week I also made a sweet little minkee blanket for a co- worker's new baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love creating things-- especially gifts. There's nothing more rewarding than making something with your own hands and giving it to someone as a gift.&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; I'm so fortunate that I had a moma who taught me to sew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOA2lEz-tBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/XZkzfmvG3D8/s1600-h/Sep+25+2008+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-363703379200476214?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/363703379200476214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/09/sew-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/363703379200476214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/363703379200476214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/09/sew-fun.html' title='Sew Fun!!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SOAvNxvOfeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/NV6N-6WXgl8/s72-c/Sep+28+2008+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-326592624974122947</id><published>2008-09-17T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:17.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SNGr6iiOY4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/29xm63cPWQM/s1600-h/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247164063054455682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="378" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SNGr6iiOY4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/29xm63cPWQM/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I just left work where I was standing at the bedside of a patient watching the sun set over his life. I have watched many patients die before, but I have never watched a patient &lt;em&gt;request&lt;/em&gt; to die and then &lt;em&gt;watch&lt;/em&gt; them do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This elderly gentleman was dependent on a ventilator and requested that it be removed knowing the outcome. People often use the common adage that "you don't know when you are going to die." This was not the case with this patient. He knew that once the doctor turned off the ventilator, that he wouldn't survive for very long. He was awake, alert, and completely aware of the situation. He said good bye to his wife and children prior to the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was very strange to me. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"What if I actually knew the date and time of my death and could even chose it?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This patient basically "chose" his time of death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The majority of us don't have that option. We don't have the option to say goodbye or make amends with those we love or whom we have failed to love prior to our death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prior to his death, we discovered that there were seemingly issues of unforgiveness and a distant  relationship between this patient and some of his children. He had a daughter who the family didn't think would show up, but she did. I think that is what touched me the most--that she showed up and was able to be with her father during his last five minutes on earth.  Although I was thankful that she was there, it  saddened me that she had waited so long.  Neither one could go back and "do it over" at this moment.  It was too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I don't want to be on my death bed and have regrets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;over what I have done in life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;as well as what I haven't done.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was thankful that I had a moment alone with this man during the last hour of his life. I asked if he was a Christian and he shook his head both "no" and then "yes." I had the privilege of letting him know that it is never too late for Christ's forgiveness to take away our guilt, shame, and sin. I just hope he received it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-326592624974122947?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/326592624974122947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunset.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/326592624974122947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/326592624974122947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunset.html' title='Sunset'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SNGr6iiOY4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/29xm63cPWQM/s72-c/DSC_0075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-2280916976760563957</id><published>2008-08-26T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:17.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Ridd-ants!</title><content type='html'>Well--it looks like &lt;strong&gt;the ants are finally gone&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, it has taken this long. It was the strangest phenomenon. During the last 2 weeks we only found 1 "trail" of ants. One day you'd wake up--ants in the cabinet. Another day--5 ants on the living room floor or 5 ants on the bathroom floor. They had no trail, no coming nor going to trace. It was a little frustrating. We just put a little poison everywhere--and it looks like they are finally gone :) Good ridd-ants!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238925389447847234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SLRm4nrQXUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/N9IACo5whfY/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for life--Brett started school about 3 weeks ago, and I started last week. Ho hum. I graduate with my BSN in December. The "plan" (which continually changes) is that I, tentatively, will start school for my nurse practitioners degree during the summer 2009 semester through USA in Mobile. It's a very reputable online program which would work for me.  And Brett-- will graduate for ORU in May 2009!!  Yea--he is so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-2280916976760563957?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/2280916976760563957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-ridd-ants.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2280916976760563957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2280916976760563957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-ridd-ants.html' title='Good Ridd-ants!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SLRm4nrQXUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/N9IACo5whfY/s72-c/DSC_0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-3435728161456382318</id><published>2008-08-21T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:17.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be all there</title><content type='html'>I was sweeping the kitchen floor tonight, and I recalled a forgotten quote that was once my favorite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wherever you are, be all there&lt;/span&gt;."  Jim Elliot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of course when I first read that quote I was single and that was the focus, but it applies to all seasons of life.  I've been noticing recently how many people (including myself) often focus on "where I've been" or "where I want/'need' to be" that we miss were we &lt;em&gt;are.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't want to miss today because I'm thinking about where I could be, should be, or want to be.  I think we forget that there are no "rules" about where we should be in life.  I see so many people live in dissappointment because they are not "there" yet--that they completely fail to appreciate today.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So--Wherever &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; are -- be all there &lt;/em&gt;and give it all of your energy and focus because one day -- you won't be there any more.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My desire is that I "live to the hilt every situation that I believe to be the will of God" --and that I do it without regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ok, enough of my rant. :)&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/4229093451647678089-3435728161456382318?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3435728161456382318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/08/be-all-there.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3435728161456382318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3435728161456382318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/08/be-all-there.html' title='Be all there'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-5555531023212262610</id><published>2008-08-19T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:17.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honduras part dos</title><content type='html'>Ok--so I said I'd share what I personally learned from my trip. So here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236420414011994626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SKuAn2_J8gI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Dzq8AkyMov4/s320/DSC_0287.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been on many mission trips over the years, but this trip to Honduras was my first medical trip. In that aspect it wasn't your "typical" mission trip. Here we were serving Christ by "merely" serving the people. There was no preaching, tracts, etc., yet it was awesome to just give to people as Christ did--expecting nothing in return. It was the true example of St. Francis of Assisi --"Preach the gospel. And if necessary, use words." Of course we did pray for many patients, but the true power was in loving and giving to people unconditionally. This was truly the lesson I learned--starting on the actual trip to Honduras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236411997907629474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SKt49-jgtaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lxgAjIBZg6Y/s320/DSC_0371.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We flew from Baton Rouge to Houston and then to Honduras. In Houston, there was a problem with the "navigation" system of our plane. They held us on the plane for 2 hours until they replaced this system.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236415404693552130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SKt8ER0kfAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ntVIS_WwxFU/s320/DSC_0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt; During this delay, I sat on the plane (quite restless if you know me) pondering a few things. First -- I thought--"There is nothing wrong with the plane-- it would still fly if taken off. BUT--the question is--Where would it end up?"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236417199952909394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SKt9sxrwVFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ACA2Ze9SE68/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Over the course of the trip, I realized more and more how this concept applies to my life. I will "fly" but where will I end up? Does my navigation system need to be changed? What truly guides, rules, directs my life, my attitudes, my direction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;navi·ga·tion&lt;/strong&gt; (noun) the science of locating the position&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;and plotting the course of ships and aircraft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Honduras (or on any mission trip)--we serve joyfully not expecting anything in return. We sacrifice to pay for the trip, sacrifice 3rd world country conditions, sacrifice other comforts, etc. BUT -- when we come back home--what is "plotting our course"? Is it the mind (navigational system) of Christ--or is it our selfish ways? The plane would have flown even if they didn't change this system. The engine was working fine. The only aspect that would have been affected--was the direction in which it would go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236418484151564514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SKt-3hskuOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sjQPVpwUUYQ/s320/DSC_0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We are no different. We will live, work, surround ourselves with people--but is it purposeful? I want to live purposefully, but so often I find myself guided/ruled by circumstances rather than having my course "plotted" out purposefully.Philippians 2 is an awesome passage. It is one of my favorite chapters in the Bible, and I believe it perfectly "locates" where Christ is and perfectly "plots the course" where we should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be of the same mind, same love, united in purpose (with Christ)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do nothing from selfishness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;with humility regard others as more important than yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;look out for the interests of others --not just your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;humble yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;do all things without complaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Since I have returned--I have made efforts to love the people in my home, my family, and at work as I loved and served the Honduran people.  I'm working at changing my perspective--to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;live as though every day is a mission trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&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/4229093451647678089-5555531023212262610?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5555531023212262610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/08/honduras-part-dos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5555531023212262610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5555531023212262610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/08/honduras-part-dos.html' title='Honduras part dos'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SKuAn2_J8gI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Dzq8AkyMov4/s72-c/DSC_0287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-4045643609773005104</id><published>2008-08-17T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:17.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honduras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know it's been a while since I've returned from Honduras, but I wanted to show you a few of my favorite photos. I had a blast taking pictures there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235672979538445154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SKjY1cmAA2I/AAAAAAAAADo/AIN73c2udow/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I went to Honduras with Healing Hands Ministry--a ministry of our church that reaches out to several communities in and around Baton Rouge offering free medical care and medications. The outreaches occur during the 1st 3 Saturdays of each month.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235673855589103314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SKjZocIwNtI/AAAAAAAAADw/nWKdWAwdCC8/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Honduras we stayed/worked with Dr. Martin and his wife Wendy and their family. We held "Brigados" -- medical Brigades at his home clinic as well in surrounding communities. Several testimonies are included on the Healing Hands website if you are interested. &lt;a href="http://drcheri.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://drcheri.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235675053451466946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SKjauKhZWMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/R4LnetLgN7w/s320/DSC_0308.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I will share more of my personal testimony about Honduras in my next blog entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-4045643609773005104?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/4045643609773005104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/08/honduras.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4045643609773005104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/4045643609773005104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/08/honduras.html' title='Honduras'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SKjY1cmAA2I/AAAAAAAAADo/AIN73c2udow/s72-c/DSC_0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-7962263916156534310</id><published>2008-08-04T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:17.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Little things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I awoke this morning to ants! Yes, ants all over the bathroom. Of course at 0600 that is not what I want to deal with especially when I needed to leave for work at 0630.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They weren't little "sugar" ants -- the kind your moma told you not to worry about, and they weren't big tree ants. They were what I call "yard" ants--the kinds from the ant piles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Immediately (while killing them and moaning while half asleep) I thought --&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I "should have" dealt with this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ant pile/trail leading up the side of the house that I noticed weeks (maybe months) ago. I dismissed the trail of ants leading to the attic and never pursued the issue. I merely washed the ants off the side of the house--and there--I dealt with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Later I couldn't help but put the connection to so many aspects of our lives. How many times do we see a potential "issue" that needs to be dealt with in our lives--and yet we "deal" with it by merely washing away the evidence of it without dealing with the true source of the problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The "little" talk we should have, that "little" apology we need to make, that "little" credit card bill we hide, the "little" secret we keep, the "little" white lie. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;--whatever it may be--can quickly--and usually-- develop into something greater--more than we expected. Those ants seemed minor on the outside of the house--but then they invaded the inside--and I was directly affected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't overlook the "small" things. Song of Solomon refers to the "little foxes" that spoil the vines. We can't risk avoiding them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-7962263916156534310?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/7962263916156534310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-things.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7962263916156534310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/7962263916156534310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-things.html' title='the Little things'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-3822712618590219055</id><published>2008-07-16T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:17.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SH6oKgzxivI/AAAAAAAAADM/tDOEVab7dLM/s1600-h/Talley+Wedding+(107).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223797516355603186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="343" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SH6oKgzxivI/AAAAAAAAADM/tDOEVab7dLM/s320/Talley+Wedding+(107).JPG" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;. . .to me!! Can you believe--today is our 3rd&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SH6oKbhQrTI/AAAAAAAAADE/3VvPPA-i8Ns/s1600-h/Talley+Wedding+(214).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223797514935774514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px" height="321" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SH6oKbhQrTI/AAAAAAAAADE/3VvPPA-i8Ns/s320/Talley+Wedding+(214).JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anniversary&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; . . .And &lt;/em&gt;it is true as most say--that &lt;em&gt;it has only gotten better (and much easier!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now--Brett understands my emotions and I understand his jokes--at least for the most part :) I can truly say that I have been blessed with a wonderful husband. What we &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; we want and what we need in life is often different. But when the Lord choose Brett -- He gave me both!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just thought I'd include a couple of wedding photos for those of you who weren't there.&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/4229093451647678089-3822712618590219055?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3822712618590219055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3822712618590219055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3822712618590219055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary. . .'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SH6oKgzxivI/AAAAAAAAADM/tDOEVab7dLM/s72-c/Talley+Wedding+(107).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-1233847596839739460</id><published>2008-07-10T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:17.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SHaJVtiPFGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/tDscCOQC_VU/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221511824076117090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px" height="330" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SHaJVtiPFGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/tDscCOQC_VU/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow--almost 2 months have gone by since I last wrote. I'm amazed at how often I think of things that I want to write or pictures I want to post--but it just doesn't get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Simply because I just don't take the time. We all have 24 hours in a day, but how we use our time differs. Now I have been busy (I just returned from Honduras on a medical missions trip--I'll give an update soon--this is a picture of a suspended bridge that we crossed), but we make time for what we want to make time for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being in Honduras was actually quite relaxing.  We worked during the days, but my mind and every minute was not filled with "all of the things"  "I need to do."  You know those thoughts.  It really made me think about what I have on my plate and should it all be there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I don't know if my plate will change, but I do want to make a commitment to do the things I feel impressed to do and to call people when their names come to mind (or e-mailing, texting, etc.) instead of waiting for that "perfect" moment. As we know--perfectionism is often the causing factor for procrastination. We often wait for the "perfect" time--which we also know--never comes. I think I have missed many blessings in addition to blessing others because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scripture often refers to "today." "This is the day. . . " "Today is the day. . ." "Don't worry about tomorrow. . ." So my challenge is to not delay those things that will cause more grief if put off another day and to avoid putting off contacts that may end up having eternal consequences and rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have many things I "need" to be doing--but I have a friend on my mind, and instead of waiting for the perfect moment . . .I'm off to call her. . . I hope you do the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-1233847596839739460?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1233847596839739460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/07/taking-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1233847596839739460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1233847596839739460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/07/taking-time.html' title='Taking Time'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SHaJVtiPFGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/tDscCOQC_VU/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-1968629646023375664</id><published>2008-05-14T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:17.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun for Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SCu5H-ewerI/AAAAAAAAACs/0ZkjIvyG06Q/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200453741411596978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SCu5H-ewerI/AAAAAAAAACs/0ZkjIvyG06Q/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week I told Brett that I wanted to go ride bikes around the LSU lakes. I just finished the semester (1 more to go!), but he is still studying, so time is limited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SCu6AeewesI/AAAAAAAAAC0/E_I8jh-flhI/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200454712074205890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SCu6AeewesI/AAAAAAAAAC0/E_I8jh-flhI/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so excited when I saw him taking out the bikes. I love being outside, especially riding with him. We rode for an hour around the LSU lakes--and it definitely wasn't just just a joy ride as Brett kept going faster and I kept panting louder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Brett running down the street--not sure what he was doing! :) and loading the bikes in the truck)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all in all--it was great exercise and a great day! I can't wait for another one like it. Maybe next time we'll hit them Louisiana "mountain" trails!&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/4229093451647678089-1968629646023375664?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1968629646023375664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-for-two.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1968629646023375664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1968629646023375664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-for-two.html' title='Fun for Two'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SCu5H-ewerI/AAAAAAAAACs/0ZkjIvyG06Q/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-5562615943107091267</id><published>2008-05-06T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:17.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Heirloom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been sewing a lot lately, and I'm often distracted mentally because I'm thinking up some new design or idea for a little girl's dress. It's amazing how &lt;em&gt;God uses everything&lt;/em&gt;--even that which distracts us--to speak to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, I had a simple revelation of how the Lord intricately hand stitches our lives --each stitch carefully sewn with precision and utmost control. What I love about hand sewing is that you do have control over each stitch. When I sew something predominately by hand, I choose the best fabrics and laces--because the time invested and the resulting heirloom is worth the best materials. We are no different. We were not put together on an assembly line, but we have been carefuly crafted "woven in my mother's womb" (Psalm 139:13) by the hand of the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are an heirloom, precious in His sight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197528416352832578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SCFUjpa1jEI/AAAAAAAAACU/HmivL-_GeMY/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was a newborn gown I made for my a friend's miracle son. The tatting, pleats, and embroidery were all sewn by hand (I didn't make the tatting--just sewed it on!)  Below is a bonnet that I also made for a friend.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197532183039151202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SCFX-5a1jGI/AAAAAAAAACk/TSZrEqaMDtk/s320/DSC_0080_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-5562615943107091267?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/5562615943107091267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/05/heirloom.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5562615943107091267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/5562615943107091267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/05/heirloom.html' title='An Heirloom'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SCFUjpa1jEI/AAAAAAAAACU/HmivL-_GeMY/s72-c/DSC_0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-1583315237316993175</id><published>2008-04-27T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:18.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Special Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SBVYcJa1jBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XfgXfhWIaEM/s1600-h/Family+Pictures+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194154985829796882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SBVYcJa1jBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XfgXfhWIaEM/s320/Family+Pictures+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking about Caroline a lot this week. I'll never forget when she was born. She was such a wonderful, content baby. She hardly ever cried and was incredibly peaceful. As she grew--she became "my special girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She went everywhere with me--Chi Alpha functions, high school football games (when I was teaching), speech tournaments--everywhere. I'll never forget the 1st time I baby sat her. She was a few months old and I called Lisa at 1:00 am--because she was "breathing funny." I was so afraid something would happen to her under my "watch."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has and still is such a giver of life. She was my friend, my special girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I won't forget the time we were just hanging out on a Saturday in an antique store. She was about 4 years old. She just started crying in the store. When I asked her what was wrong, she said "I don't want you to get married." Her reasoning "Because I won't be your special girl any more."&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SBVZhpa1jDI/AAAAAAAAACM/m5u5AI_q0sE/s1600-h/Family+Pictures+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194156179830705202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SBVZhpa1jDI/AAAAAAAAACM/m5u5AI_q0sE/s320/Family+Pictures+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, God waited until she was 8--and then I got married. And I was proud to have her in my wedding as my maid of honor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now--she is so grown up and absolutely gorgeous. Her heart is so tender and loving toward others and the Lord. She has a beautiful singing voice and is in the UL children's choir. She also plays the guitar, sews, crochets, and is willing to do just about any adventurous thing! A girl after my own heart!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now instead of going to speech tournaments with me--&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SBVZA5a1jCI/AAAAAAAAACE/5UtWdDod7bc/s1600-h/caroline+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194155617189989410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SBVZA5a1jCI/AAAAAAAAACE/5UtWdDod7bc/s320/caroline+blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she is competing in them! I was so proud. Two years in a row she has received a "Superior" rating--and of course, this year, Lisa and I thought she should have placed in the top 3! (She &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; the best after all!)&lt;/p&gt;Thank you, Caroline--for being who you are. And thank you, Lisa--for sharing your little joy with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4229093451647678089-1583315237316993175?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/1583315237316993175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-special-girl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1583315237316993175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/1583315237316993175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-special-girl.html' title='My Special Girl'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/SBVYcJa1jBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XfgXfhWIaEM/s72-c/Family+Pictures+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-6282365862867253023</id><published>2008-04-26T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:18.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indecisiveness</title><content type='html'>So, I changed the color and face of my blog. . .again.  I just like too many things--and when I'm in a different mood--I like to look at something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same = boring to me.  And yet the paradox of it all. . . . I really do not like change.  I can't quite figure me out sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like to change jobs, clothes (I don't like going places if it means I have to change clothes), the house.  I like everything to have it's place in the house--and not to move it.  I don't want to change the type of lawn mower (we experienced that this week), nor do I want to change what I always order at certain restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;?  What things do you like to change?  What do you like to remain the same?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-6282365862867253023?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/6282365862867253023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/04/indecisiveness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6282365862867253023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/6282365862867253023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/04/indecisiveness.html' title='Indecisiveness'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-3389975700142882258</id><published>2008-04-10T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:18.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Baby Katherine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/R_6SQl1QOHI/AAAAAAAAABY/foh7B2MPmsA/s1600-h/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187744634508425330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/R_6SQl1QOHI/AAAAAAAAABY/foh7B2MPmsA/s320/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Katherine Isabella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Born April 8, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My friends Brandon and Nicole had a new baby girl.  Isn't she sweet--and she's named after me! (Well, Brandon and Nicole liked the name -- and it happened to be mine :)  Here she is 1 day old and that's Daddy's hand in the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Congratulations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-3389975700142882258?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/3389975700142882258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-baby-katherine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3389975700142882258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/3389975700142882258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-baby-katherine.html' title='Welcome Baby Katherine!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/R_6SQl1QOHI/AAAAAAAAABY/foh7B2MPmsA/s72-c/DSC_0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-569281044426675383</id><published>2008-04-03T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:18.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I love my husband. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love Brett for many reasons, but when I saw this on the grocery list the other day, it just made me smile!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185227443937123234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/R_Wg40N6m6I/AAAAAAAAABM/DcEFd3EhBZ0/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He just loves those cookies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4229093451647678089-569281044426675383?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/569281044426675383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-i-love-my-husband.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/569281044426675383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/569281044426675383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-i-love-my-husband.html' title='Why I love my husband. . .'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MRdawvLHEPc/R_Wg40N6m6I/AAAAAAAAABM/DcEFd3EhBZ0/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4229093451647678089.post-2223665765706310265</id><published>2008-04-03T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:35:18.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Well, this is a test -- of a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy reading other's blogs and keeping up with you people out there in Washington D.C., Africa, California-- and even those right here in town with me! (You know who you are!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So--I decided to change blog sites for a number of reasons--but the point is -- I'm back.  I look forward to sharing a little part of my life with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4229093451647678089-2223665765706310265?l=catherinetalley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/feeds/2223665765706310265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2223665765706310265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4229093451647678089/posts/default/2223665765706310265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catherinetalley.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-back.html' title='I&amp;#39;m Back!'/><author><name>Cat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7toNGkTBqA/TyDW9c95gpI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cXlw3WrcnVc/s220/blog%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
