<?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-3560783047294418685</id><updated>2012-02-08T11:32:01.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where He Leads Us....</title><subtitle type='html'>Following God's Will One Prayer At A Time</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>217</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-2318830346707423599</id><published>2011-09-12T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:00:14.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The To Do List</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Need To: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Pray More. &lt;br /&gt;Listen For God More. &lt;br /&gt;Run More. &lt;br /&gt;Leave the House&amp;nbsp;in "Toy Tornado Mode"&amp;nbsp;long enough to play with the kids for a few hours Every Day. &lt;br /&gt;Make my Grocery list&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; Meal Plan the day before&amp;nbsp;shopping so I am not distracted or in a hurry. &lt;br /&gt;Stop misplacing things. Especially the Hubby's Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Give God More Glory.&lt;br /&gt;Use my time More Wisely.&lt;br /&gt;Put my keys on the key holder thingy. &lt;br /&gt;Stop Fantasizing&amp;nbsp; Every Day about tossing my phone out of the car window. &lt;br /&gt;Give my husband more back massages. &lt;br /&gt;Focus more on work when I am there. Don't get distracted. &lt;br /&gt;Take a step back from certain situations. &lt;br /&gt;Talk less, So Much Less. &lt;br /&gt;Read the Bible Every Day &amp;amp; Remember All The Answers To All The Questions Are In That Book. &lt;br /&gt;Then Put&amp;nbsp;Those Answers&amp;nbsp;into Action. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-2318830346707423599?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2318830346707423599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=2318830346707423599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2318830346707423599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2318830346707423599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/09/to-do-list.html' title='The To Do List'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-12287598167509916</id><published>2011-06-19T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T17:15:13.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Family Treat Saves the Day...Again</title><content type='html'>I have been scouting out blogs for Recipe Ideas. Cooking every meal every day causes you to run out of ideas rather quickly. I was remembering how hubby Loves Zuppa Toscana soup from Olive Garden so for Fathers Day, I decided I wanted to try to make it. I checked out one of my favorite blogs because&amp;nbsp;I had a feeling due to their Love for Italian food ( and because they have endless selections of awesome recipes), they just may have a recipe and sure enough, as usual, they didnt let me down. It tastes Exactly like Olive Garden. I am thrilled! If you want to impress any Olive Garden Lovers, start with this recipe. I was surprised of how simple it was to throw together. &lt;br /&gt;&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/-aEzDeEvDqxE/Tf6Q3WSP_SI/AAAAAAAABKo/HsCzOVndpDU/s1600/zuppa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEzDeEvDqxE/Tf6Q3WSP_SI/AAAAAAAABKo/HsCzOVndpDU/s320/zuppa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cucinafamiglia.com/2009/12/zuppa-toscana-soup.html"&gt;OUR FAMILY TREAT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-12287598167509916?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/12287598167509916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=12287598167509916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/12287598167509916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/12287598167509916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/06/our-family-treat-saves-dayagain.html' title='Our Family Treat Saves the Day...Again'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEzDeEvDqxE/Tf6Q3WSP_SI/AAAAAAAABKo/HsCzOVndpDU/s72-c/zuppa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-1133204814826630747</id><published>2011-04-18T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T03:37:54.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-3EK_nLoN0/TawQZiNI4uI/AAAAAAAABJ8/tBW9dmXFIa4/s1600/Teaparty3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My niece is transferring to a new school so my mom thought it would be a good idea to have her a party with her closest classmates this past Saturday. It was SO adorable. I didn't get to take as many pictures once the party got started. I'm hoping mom got a few shots of all the craft projects. We decorated picture frames and I will be sending the girls pictures of them all together to stick in the frames. They also decorated sun hats (So cute). We dressed them up as fairies and I read them a fairytale. Then (upon request) We made wedding veils -because all little girls need a wedding veil to run around in&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFRdDjv2F_w/TawQmCX3M-I/AAAAAAAABKA/QzhZCGCHeso/s1600/DSC00472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFRdDjv2F_w/TawQmCX3M-I/AAAAAAAABKA/QzhZCGCHeso/s320/DSC00472.JPG" width="320" /&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/-MO8ZSRoL0PU/TawQuJs2XeI/AAAAAAAABKE/pYLpXEiMBsg/s1600/DSC00452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MO8ZSRoL0PU/TawQuJs2XeI/AAAAAAAABKE/pYLpXEiMBsg/s320/DSC00452.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-kdE1SujlE/TawQ1FrshfI/AAAAAAAABKI/By5zNyHPrPg/s1600/DSC00484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-kdE1SujlE/TawQ1FrshfI/AAAAAAAABKI/By5zNyHPrPg/s320/DSC00484.JPG" width="320" /&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/-ZB8rF7aW9tg/TawRDLfxUxI/AAAAAAAABKM/gkvnpx9GzaI/s1600/DSC00512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZB8rF7aW9tg/TawRDLfxUxI/AAAAAAAABKM/gkvnpx9GzaI/s320/DSC00512.JPG" width="320" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gsKQKKZ1C5o/TawRYxo_wDI/AAAAAAAABKQ/wXFCUj4jbss/s1600/DSC00479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gsKQKKZ1C5o/TawRYxo_wDI/AAAAAAAABKQ/wXFCUj4jbss/s320/DSC00479.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren fit right in and was all smiles for the event. I got to tell you, for only 4 months old, she sure seems to enjoy dressing up. The daddy's "ooo-ed and ahhh-ed" her more than the mommy's&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iFpRFAOzSBY/TawRgC8xUJI/AAAAAAAABKU/_BgKtx52fi0/s1600/DSC00426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iFpRFAOzSBY/TawRgC8xUJI/AAAAAAAABKU/_BgKtx52fi0/s320/DSC00426.JPG" width="320" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0nWXH1TZHXY/TawRhV_fS2I/AAAAAAAABKY/QOO39qICSI8/s1600/FAIRY5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0nWXH1TZHXY/TawRhV_fS2I/AAAAAAAABKY/QOO39qICSI8/s320/FAIRY5.jpg" width="214" /&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/-bBhVQLXLgBs/TawRhqMV4AI/AAAAAAAABKc/4Eo57xi_FPk/s1600/fairy4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bBhVQLXLgBs/TawRhqMV4AI/AAAAAAAABKc/4Eo57xi_FPk/s320/fairy4.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-3EK_nLoN0/TawQZiNI4uI/AAAAAAAABJ8/tBW9dmXFIa4/s320/Teaparty3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-1133204814826630747?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1133204814826630747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=1133204814826630747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1133204814826630747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1133204814826630747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/04/tea-party.html' title='Tea Party'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFRdDjv2F_w/TawQmCX3M-I/AAAAAAAABKA/QzhZCGCHeso/s72-c/DSC00472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-1613199203046201319</id><published>2011-03-17T01:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T01:51:58.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;- Henry Ford&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-1613199203046201319?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1613199203046201319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=1613199203046201319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1613199203046201319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1613199203046201319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/03/obstacles-are-those-frightful-things.html' title=''/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-6141831164635564404</id><published>2011-03-08T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T17:39:30.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polka Dots and Taboggons</title><content type='html'>I don't usually get in on any daily blog action like "Wordless Wednesdays"&amp;nbsp;and I&amp;nbsp;especially&amp;nbsp; don't get in on fashion blogs because I don't have a bit of style going for me but over at &lt;a href="http://theburnettlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"&gt;Sherry's Blog&lt;/a&gt;, I read that it is polka dot day over at &lt;a href="http://www.everybodyeverywear.com/"&gt;EverybodyEverywear&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I noticed that Little Bit&amp;nbsp;was coincidentally prepared to be in on it&amp;nbsp;as you can see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1AoaBVJS0oc/TXbZTiH96DI/AAAAAAAABJw/wd1ARH7cF2E/s1600/DSC00257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1AoaBVJS0oc/TXbZTiH96DI/AAAAAAAABJw/wd1ARH7cF2E/s320/DSC00257.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She has been in a trance with her pants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FD6uDwQg4aw/TXbZgfilk1I/AAAAAAAABJ0/ny3J2IuvCfA/s1600/DSC00269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FD6uDwQg4aw/TXbZgfilk1I/AAAAAAAABJ0/ny3J2IuvCfA/s320/DSC00269.JPG" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Man apparently takes after his momma when it comes to style as you can see in the attire he picked out the other morning to wear while watching "Imagination Movers"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RW6B91ff6Y4/TXbZzUTMPqI/AAAAAAAABJ4/EH2lDEaFsGE/s1600/DSC00225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RW6B91ff6Y4/TXbZzUTMPqI/AAAAAAAABJ4/EH2lDEaFsGE/s320/DSC00225.JPG" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm just happy he coordinated his colors ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-6141831164635564404?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6141831164635564404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=6141831164635564404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6141831164635564404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6141831164635564404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/03/polka-dots-and-taboggons.html' title='Polka Dots and Taboggons'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1AoaBVJS0oc/TXbZTiH96DI/AAAAAAAABJw/wd1ARH7cF2E/s72-c/DSC00257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-5521948979108020998</id><published>2011-03-07T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T18:10:22.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Naomi &amp; The Magic Tea Set</title><content type='html'>For my niece at Christmas, my mom and I came up with what we thought was a sweet idea. She had gotten Naomi a real tea set and I wrote her a short story starring her and her magic tea set. I was able to described the tea set she got in the story&amp;nbsp;and had it made into an actual&amp;nbsp;book. I made the characters in the book be&amp;nbsp;the kids in the family. Lauren was a doll, and Isaac and Carter were two very hyper little bunnies.&amp;nbsp;My mom was&amp;nbsp;in it as well (as the "fairy-grandmother'). She received the book, the Tea Set, and the character's in the book. I had a ball with it. I probably liked it more than she did to be honest. If you get bored and want to check it out, you can do so &lt;a href="http://tara-rigsby.blogspot.com/2011/03/princess-naomi-magic-tea-set.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-5521948979108020998?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5521948979108020998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=5521948979108020998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5521948979108020998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5521948979108020998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/03/princess-naomi-magic-tea-set.html' title='Princess Naomi &amp; The Magic Tea Set'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-2059218810680154528</id><published>2011-03-05T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T03:56:03.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready-Set-GO WEEKEND!</title><content type='html'>I was in love with yesterday. It was so relaxing. Did I stay in my pajamas all day and do nothing? &lt;br /&gt;No, I actually cleaned, worked, cooked, and spent the day with my babies- and it was So relaxing.&amp;nbsp; After breakfast, Travis and Carter did some grocery shopping and ran some errands while Lauren and I went to the office to get some of my paperwork caught up then we all met up at the jungle gym to play before heading home. We spent the evening playing with the kids. There was one point later in the night where Lauren was mesmerized watching Carter do his puzzle and Travis&amp;nbsp;and I were looking at magazines-my Rachel Ray magazine came in (love her), and it was just one of those moments where&amp;nbsp;I was reminded how the&amp;nbsp;Simplicities&amp;nbsp;of Life are just the Biggest Blessings.&amp;nbsp;My favorite place to be is&amp;nbsp;in the midst of my&amp;nbsp;little family. While all four of us laid out on a blanket in the living room staring up at the fan (Lauren, Travis, and I just&amp;nbsp;staring at it, Carter counting the fan blades) Travis asked me what I wanted to do tomorrow if it was a rainy nasty day and I told him, I would be perfectly fine with us laying in the floor staring at the fan all weekend long. It sounds like a perfect plan to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-2059218810680154528?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2059218810680154528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=2059218810680154528&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2059218810680154528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2059218810680154528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/03/ready-set-go-weekend.html' title='Ready-Set-GO WEEKEND!'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3794871208955903477</id><published>2011-03-03T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T17:16:11.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Blog....</title><content type='html'>I&amp;nbsp; have posted a link to&amp;nbsp;my favorite blog before but I want to again. I LOVE &lt;a href="http://sara-mincy.blogspot.com/2011/03/green-blue-shot-of-orange-and-new.html"&gt;Sara'sArt House&lt;/a&gt;. Her projects always make me smile and she has the coolest house ever. I get so tempted to paint random areas in my house with chalkboard paint everytime I go play at her blog. Her kitchen is a huge fave of mine but I'm thinking about getting (painting) &amp;nbsp;a headboard just like hers. You can check it out at the link I posted above. you should definitely spend some time on her blog and see what she has done around her house. Very inspiring&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-3794871208955903477?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3794871208955903477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3794871208955903477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3794871208955903477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3794871208955903477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-favorite-blog.html' title='My Favorite Blog....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-8915862835543107168</id><published>2011-03-01T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T04:53:37.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 hours and counting....</title><content type='html'>I'm about to finally get some sleep (Lordwilling). I have successfully (and unfortunately) been up 20 hours. I'm not crazy (completely), just busy. My goal the past 2 weeks has been to get caught up at work, cook all the meals, and stay completely on top of the house work, and have an art project for Carter every week and make sure we read our bedtime story every night. So far, so good but I&amp;nbsp; am slightly exhausted :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Little bit likes to be up on a different schedule than mommy on Sunday and Monday night&amp;nbsp; which just happen to be 2 of my most hectic work days so I am running out of energy quick and it isn't even Wednesday yet- though it will be in about 30 minutes :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband was bed bound&amp;nbsp;recuperating this past weekend and I spent most of my time in the kitchen making awesome food and spoiling him completely rotten. It was fun taking care of him but I don't like seeing him in a vulnerable state- at all. We have been together for 8 years and out of those 8 years, he has been sick 3 times. He was happy he wasn't having to see me in pain though. I've put him through Emergency C-section, allergic reactions to medications, emergency room with kidney stones, fainting.....all kinds of fun drama. I see now why he was so much more stressed out than I was during those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited my boss is allowing me to train 2 of the other ladies so I can delegate some of my work out to them seeing as how I can't do 5 peoples jobs any longer and It only took me being on the verge of a nervous break down for him to realize it. Eventually I will be back to part-time hours and get to snuggle up with my babies more!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little bit is a morning person. She loves to smile and giggle and try her hardest to talk when we wake up in the mornings. It is So incredibly hard to leave her and little man&amp;nbsp;is beyond hilarious right now. I Love his age. He cracks me up constantly. These babies are so entertaining. It's hard to believe that these 2 stress reliefs will probably be the cause of my stress in years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm done with the pumping gig and they are asleep so off to sleep-At Last!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-8915862835543107168?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8915862835543107168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=8915862835543107168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8915862835543107168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8915862835543107168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/03/20-hours-and-counting.html' title='20 hours and counting....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-1570765108455034127</id><published>2011-02-13T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T19:55:35.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker....</title><content type='html'>WARNING: THE FOLLOWING MAY BE SLIGHTLY "TOO MUCH INFORMATION"...READERS BE ADVISED ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit A:&lt;br /&gt;&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/-FcsPeMtX_SQ/TViBAsu3blI/AAAAAAAABJA/SkMm5MblrS0/s1600/pump.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FcsPeMtX_SQ/TViBAsu3blI/AAAAAAAABJA/SkMm5MblrS0/s320/pump.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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;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;My daughter is slightly over 2 months old and I'm already counting down the months until I can quit pumping. Shameful. I breastfed Carter until 14 months and then had enough milk stored up to last him 2 additional months. As long as I have a milk supply, I will definitely aim to do the same with Lauren. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;SO, ONLY 1 YEAR TO GO!&amp;nbsp;Whoo-Hoo!.......... (Ugh)&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;&amp;nbsp;It's a Blessing in my opinion to be able to do it for her. I'm apparently feeling a little more selfish this go round though wanting sleep and not wanting to have to stop what I'm doing and go pump but I will get over it seeing as how it's the only option and I shouldn't be negative about it. I just want to know what happened to me.&amp;nbsp; With Carter I would get up and feed him, then pump, then do some cleaning or office work for about an hour in the middle of the night, then go back to bed, wake up slightly tired, went on no caffeine and dealt with it well. NOW, I'm having to take breaks between house keeping, seeing double by the middle of the week, and constantly fantasize about naps and long baths.&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;Common sense tells me the difference is having 2 kids instead of 1 and working more and more to do around the house but I was the energizer battery bunny! Seriously, I was thumping right along and now.........I think my battery ran out lol&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/--jXoYstVwdg/TViE-Lk0FhI/AAAAAAAABJE/teWV1dEmSYc/s1600/battery+falling+out.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--jXoYstVwdg/TViE-Lk0FhI/AAAAAAAABJE/teWV1dEmSYc/s320/battery+falling+out.jpg" width="223" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two will be sure to make sure I pick up the slack though :)&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/-0_sSRogxzBc/TVinrXMrUNI/AAAAAAAABJI/-9_9HpW2eNY/s1600/mybabies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="276" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_sSRogxzBc/TVinrXMrUNI/AAAAAAAABJI/-9_9HpW2eNY/s320/mybabies.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3560783047294418685-1570765108455034127?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1570765108455034127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=1570765108455034127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1570765108455034127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1570765108455034127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/02/slacker.html' title='Slacker....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FcsPeMtX_SQ/TViBAsu3blI/AAAAAAAABJA/SkMm5MblrS0/s72-c/pump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-464813923901334702</id><published>2011-02-08T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T02:13:20.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask me what I have done the last 2 nights....</title><content type='html'>.....I have slept in our bed all stretched out by myself! Ever since we brought Lauren home, Carter has boycotted his bigboy bed. It has been easier just to give in and let him sleep with me. Travis works 3rds so having the kids in their hasnt seemed like a big deal- that is until my husband is off work and cant sleep in the bed with us. I kept telling myself it would be so hard to get him to sleep in his bed especially since Lauren seems to always be awake and fussy at Carter's bedtime but after talking about it over the weekend, I decided...well, Travis decided, that it was time i gave it a try. It has worked out so well the last 2 nights. No fussing, no tears. Such a blessing so far. He has slept through the night AND hasnt had any accidents either. Ms. Lauren has been hungry the past 2 nights. She had went a little longer between feedings last week but I believe it was only due to a decreased appetite after her shots because she is now back to hungry every 2&amp;nbsp;to 3 hours but hey, atleast everyone is getting on some type of routine around here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was so nasty/icky/bitter cold. I&amp;nbsp;haven't been impressed with our weather. Kinda over it and ready for days that involve open windows, warm breezes, and&amp;nbsp;playing outside.&amp;nbsp;One great thing about the nasty day yesterday was getting to meet up with a great friend for lunch. It made my day. We had a "husband bashing session" lol. That sounds so bad. We didnt bash them too terribly. We basically just made fun of the male species&amp;nbsp;a little bit- and laughed alot. (Very therapeutic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided it has set the tone for my week. A fun week full of laughs and positive attitudes. Happy Tuesday!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-464813923901334702?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/464813923901334702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=464813923901334702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/464813923901334702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/464813923901334702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/02/ask-me-what-i-have-done-last-2-nights.html' title='Ask me what I have done the last 2 nights....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3232392516414045646</id><published>2011-02-03T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T08:17:20.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I cant ever say I'm bored....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUqa1UOle5I/AAAAAAAABI4/aeqOJnL4P0k/s1600/fuunymom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUqa1UOle5I/AAAAAAAABI4/aeqOJnL4P0k/s320/fuunymom.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My mom had a dr. appt yesterday so I came home from work at 2pm. At 4pm I told carter it was time for him to rest and by 415 both kids were surprisingly asleep. The house was completely silent. I laid there curled up on the couch trying to decide what to do in the little amount of free time I had. I could catch up a little bit on sleep, I could attempt to shave my legs, I could do the office work I didnt get to finish earlier, I could go ahead and cook atleast one of the meals for Travis to take to work, do laundry and put away the dishes, or I could do my Power90 workout (that I really did not feel like doing). I just laughed. Isn't just wild all the things you need to accomplish? I always feel like I am drowning in my week by Wednesday and completely sleep deprived. I get a weekend power nap that usually gets me from Friday to Wednesday but once Wednesday comes, I'm fighting the urge to think about how nice it would be to lay down and my to do list is a mile long and the funny thing is I could have sworn I was accomplishing so much everyday. It actually took me a little while to catch on that with a 2 1/2 yr old, you have to clean the house every single day and when you cook every meal, you have to clean your kitchen all day long and dishes and laundry will always be waiting to be done and office work/paper work is never done. I finally got it in my head that I will never be "done" with any of it and that's ok. I'm definitely not stressing it all like before but no doubt I find myself laughing and shaking my head every day. it's just so much busier over here. I could do office work every single day and still have more things to do. I could spend everyday managing the house and meal plan and groceries, I could spend every day all day long taking care of my babies, keeping them on a routine,&amp;nbsp;and teaching Carter new things, I could spend everyday of the week working out, getting to shower daily, taking time getting dressed and ready to go- but i cant. i have to "bounce" from one thing to the next all day long everyday. It's wild. I Love the life God has allowed me to have- It is full of blessings and "bouncing" is okay, beyond that it HAS to be okay because&amp;nbsp;that's the life I'm living.&amp;nbsp;SO, after 10 minutes of deciding, I put my phone on silence- (only to find later that I had 7 office related voicemails,2 personal calls, and 5 text messages)- I did the power 90 workout while the oven pre-heated, the rice cooked, and&amp;nbsp;the washing machine ran. Lauren woke up 10 minutes into everything but found mommy quite amusing while jumping around the livingroom. I took a quick shower after cooking and put away the dishes. I ran 15 minutes late to chuch but I got there AND I didnt hit the skunk or the dog that ran out in front of me on the way. &lt;br /&gt;I looked down at church and realized I had thrown on my new balances instead of a pair of dress shoes (the white and pink new balances looked great with my black slacks lol). &lt;br /&gt;I know everyone stays busy, I'm nothing special and am not doing any more than the majority of people so please dont take me as if i am complaining or even venting, though I'm sure it sounds as if I am. I truly am finding a good balance with all I am having to work with. It's just amusing to me when I try to make out a "to do list". It takes too long to make it because it is So long. lol. Shew, I see a nap somewhere in my future- and hopefully a somewhat long bath!&amp;nbsp;Both are&amp;nbsp;hiding under all the house work, meal plans, diaper changes, storytimes, Surgery day schedules, and exercise ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-3232392516414045646?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3232392516414045646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3232392516414045646&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3232392516414045646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3232392516414045646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/02/well-i-cant-ever-say-im-bored.html' title='Well, I cant ever say I&apos;m bored....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUqa1UOle5I/AAAAAAAABI4/aeqOJnL4P0k/s72-c/fuunymom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-1531128335934719077</id><published>2011-02-01T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T00:16:35.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popeye Would Eat it :)</title><content type='html'>All the flavor without the fat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu for protein and iron, and spinach for vitamins, minerals, fiber- Does a body good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some tend to&amp;nbsp;make a cringing facial expression when tofu is brought up. I&amp;nbsp;really like it and view it as a&amp;nbsp;healthy&amp;nbsp;substitute. I dont make many dishes with it yet but it hasnt let me down thus far.&amp;nbsp; Any time Travis and I go to Whole Foods we always eat lunch there and it is always the first food that finds it's way to my plate.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping to have a boost of energy in a few hours (around 5am) so I can get up and make it before getting the house picked up from the 2 year old tornado that hit this evening and leave for work. Here's the recipe for anyone who wants to try it out. It's a P90x recipe, so in my opinion, you cant go wrong there :)&lt;br /&gt;Lean Tofu Lasagna&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUfBXXKEuAI/AAAAAAAABI0/DClFMWfAC_s/s1600/lasagna.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUfBXXKEuAI/AAAAAAAABI0/DClFMWfAC_s/s1600/lasagna.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. soft tofu, drained and patted dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. firm tofu, drained and patted dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup fresh parsley, minced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cups tomato sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 bag spinach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-lb. package dry lasagna noodles, cooked al dente and drained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup nonfat mozzarella, shredded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt (to taste)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper (to taste)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food processor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Place tofu in large bowl and crumble. Chop spinach, then combine in bowl with tofu, parsley, salt, and pepper; mix well. In bottom of a 4-quart rectangular baking dish, spread a layer of tomato sauce, then a layer of noodles, then a layer of tofu/spinach mixture. Repeat layering process with the remaining sauce, noodles, and filling until all ingredients have been used, ending with noodles covered by sauce. Sprinkle mozzarella over top. Bake for 45 minutes or until bubbly. Remove from the oven and let sit for 5 minutes before cutting.&lt;br /&gt;Preparation Time: 15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Cooking Time: 45 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-1531128335934719077?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1531128335934719077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=1531128335934719077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1531128335934719077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1531128335934719077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/02/popeye-would-eat-it.html' title='Popeye Would Eat it :)'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUfBXXKEuAI/AAAAAAAABI0/DClFMWfAC_s/s72-c/lasagna.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3711009847580264151</id><published>2011-01-30T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T23:17:06.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craving</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a major craving over the weekend for bbq chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUZedgl7mmI/AAAAAAAABIw/78OS92ypiyQ/s1600/bbq+chicken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUZedgl7mmI/AAAAAAAABIw/78OS92ypiyQ/s200/bbq+chicken.jpg" width="200" /&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;I could eat a whole plate of that stuff easy. I always have to hold myself back. Of all the ways you can cook chicken, it is probably my favorite. The husband isn't a big fan of the bbq chicken. He isn't a fan of bbq anything- except on ribs ?? It blows me away that he doesnt really care for it. Kind of disappoints me. I may never look at him the same. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-3711009847580264151?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3711009847580264151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3711009847580264151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3711009847580264151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3711009847580264151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/01/craving.html' title='Craving'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUZedgl7mmI/AAAAAAAABIw/78OS92ypiyQ/s72-c/bbq+chicken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-593100739678229242</id><published>2011-01-30T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T15:12:04.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Little Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUXv_weYTeI/AAAAAAAABIk/vHHTSmoIHGk/s1600/Carter+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUXv_weYTeI/AAAAAAAABIk/vHHTSmoIHGk/s320/Carter+006.JPG" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you ask him to pose, he will always have his eyes closed&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUXsZb6EdfI/AAAAAAAABIg/vq7lwHVRgKg/s1600/lauren+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUXsZb6EdfI/AAAAAAAABIg/vq7lwHVRgKg/s320/lauren+030.JPG" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weekend Recap: Tee-ball, rolling in the grass, Cleaning, Organizing, football, watching Carter ride his tractor, Carter's Art time (Painting), A Bunch of cooking, Family cuddle time on the couch (Priceless), Power 90 workout (Oh, the Pain), naps, flirting with the husband, grocery shopping, Church, family dinner, shooting guns (I know it just doesnt "fit" in this paragraph does it?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;IT was such a wonderful weekend. A reminder of all the Blessings. Hope everyone has a great week!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-593100739678229242?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/593100739678229242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=593100739678229242&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/593100739678229242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/593100739678229242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/01/sweet-little-weekend.html' title='Sweet Little Weekend'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUXv_weYTeI/AAAAAAAABIk/vHHTSmoIHGk/s72-c/Carter+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-7975196173356426677</id><published>2011-01-29T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T03:30:16.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SATURDAY MEAL PLAN</title><content type='html'>BREAKFAST:&lt;a href="http://www.cucinafamiglia.com/2009/12/breakfast-casserole.html"&gt;BREAKFAST CASSEROLE&lt;/a&gt;&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUP6PvWOehI/AAAAAAAABIQ/kb9oNnnIwVs/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUP6PvWOehI/AAAAAAAABIQ/kb9oNnnIwVs/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" width="320" /&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;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;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;LUNCH:&lt;a href="http://www.beachbody.com/product/p90x-online/newsletters/p90xnl_017.do"&gt;STUFFED BELL PEPPERS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUP5vtw-W5I/AAAAAAAABIM/VsfzfKrM6XU/s1600/SOUP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUP5vtw-W5I/AAAAAAAABIM/VsfzfKrM6XU/s320/SOUP.jpg" width="320" /&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/3560783047294418685-7975196173356426677?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7975196173356426677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=7975196173356426677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7975196173356426677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7975196173356426677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/01/saturday-meal-plan.html' title='SATURDAY MEAL PLAN'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TUP6PvWOehI/AAAAAAAABIQ/kb9oNnnIwVs/s72-c/DSC_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-797312501852936937</id><published>2011-01-28T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T11:46:43.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cook This, Not That</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE THIS BOOK!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TURuVcRibUI/AAAAAAAABIc/p_6O9Chji08/s1600/cook+this.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TURuVcRibUI/AAAAAAAABIc/p_6O9Chji08/s1600/cook+this.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we used to eat out, Travis got us the book, "Eat This, Not That", it tells you how many calories are in the restaurant foods and what is the best choice to eat at each retaurant. It really opened our eyes. What we ate while out and about on a Saturday at Sonic and Captain D's would total up anywhere from 2700-3300 Calories (CRAZY!!!)&amp;nbsp; No wonder we weren't losing weight while hitting the treadmill and attempting to work out. Anyway, we got the "Cook This, Not That" book and every recipe in that book is our favorite. Everytime I make something Travis and I both say it is our favorite meal yet. Tonight I made the Chicken Fajitas- So yummy. I decided to share the recipe but as I may have said in past post, you&amp;nbsp;HAVE got&amp;nbsp;to buy youself this book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll Need:&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup orange juice&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp chipotle pepper&lt;br /&gt;Juice of 1 lime- (You will miss out if you dont add the lime juice)&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp ground cumin&lt;br /&gt;salt and pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;1 lb boneless,skinless chicken breast&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp canola oil&lt;br /&gt;1 sliced red bell pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 sliced green bell pepper&lt;br /&gt;2 sliced onions&lt;br /&gt;8 flour tortillas (warmed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Can also add 1 cup shredded cheese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to make it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Combine the Orange Juice, Chipotle Pepper, Lime Juice, Ground Cumin, Salt, Pepper in sealable plastic bag. Add the chicken and marinate for about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*preheat grill or stovetop grill pan until hot. Remove chicken from marinade and discard what is left in the bag. Grill the chicken for about 5 minutes per side, until lightly charred and cooked all the way through. Let rest 5 minutes before slicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*While the chicken cooks, heat the oil in a cast iron skillet over high heat. Cook the bell peppers and onions until charred and carmelized on the outside, about 10 minutes. Season with salt and pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Slice the chicken into thin pieces. combine with peppers and onions. &amp;nbsp;Serve with warm tortillas. Feel free to add cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We had Refried Beans on the side and chips and salsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new family fave :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-797312501852936937?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/797312501852936937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=797312501852936937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/797312501852936937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/797312501852936937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/01/cook-this-not-that.html' title='Cook This, Not That'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TURuVcRibUI/AAAAAAAABIc/p_6O9Chji08/s72-c/cook+this.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-5422157080445164321</id><published>2011-01-23T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T06:56:24.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Blog World...maybe :)</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure about starting back in the blogging world. I want to but tending to Carter and Lauren or the guilt of knowing I could be doing office work while pumping (breastfeeding), or giving my nails and overdue paint job&amp;nbsp;may supercede the blog world once again in the near future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid I was on an actual verge of a nervous breakdown a few weeks ago. I kept joking before having Lauren that I wanted those in my company to enjoy our time together before I have a 2 kids- full time job-breastfeeding-cooking 3 meals a day-P90x daily workout-lifestyle and lose all my sanity, yet I was surprised when I realized my joking might not be far from the truth. I have went slightly back and forth in my mind about whether or not my job&amp;nbsp;is going to survive my new world and while the jury is still out for the time being, I do know that full time hours are going to not only be impossible- but extremely not worth it. I'm enjoying my babies before they grow up. i want to savor every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I like having the income, I like paying the bills&amp;nbsp;I pay and having money for the kids savings account however, I am not a big shopper and the only money&amp;nbsp;I need is enough to pay the bills I have taken responsibility over and for the kids needs and&amp;nbsp;I can make that working part time hours so it's a "take it or leave it deal" that i hopefully wont have to discuss with my boss. I am hoping to condense the work into 3 days (3 1/2 days tops) and it not be an issue. If it isn't possible, then back to the drawing board. Hubby is being very supportive of whatever&amp;nbsp;I choose but I love building up the kids savings and I am determined I will make my own car payment, cell phone bill, and cover the utilities so I'm trying to hang in there and get an awesome balance going. I'm praying God&amp;nbsp;will have&amp;nbsp;his hand in all my decision making. I've been so confused the past few weeks. Satan is trying to "throw me off", I have felt his presence and cannot stand it BUT I have felt God's presence too and that has made all the difference. I also found a simple solution to trying to make decisions when confused about what to do and that solution is: &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON'T MAKE ANY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp; LOL. I had to look at myself in the mirror and say, "Don't decide anything, just wait. just roll with it until God clears the fog, makes the dust settle, and lets&amp;nbsp;you know in his own way what&amp;nbsp;you need to do and in the mean time do what&amp;nbsp;you can when&amp;nbsp;you can." So Wednesday before I left the office, I called the prior Surgery patients and checked on their recovery, gave them my cell number, and didnot turn the office phone over to my cell phone. Those who need it have it and everyone else can leave a msg and I will call them back Monday. (We will see how this goes). Not turning the phones over may put more stress on me, I'm not sure. I won't know until I go in tomorrow and see. I haven't not turned the phones over in years. I even had office calls coming through to my cell while in labor. (I know, no wonder I am so stressed, can we say "self-inflicted"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has been the best one yet not having that phone ringing every 2 hours. I don't live a "stop-drop-and run" life anymore so I have to stop trying to and stop beating myself up for not being able to. Just enjoy life and all the Blessings. I only get one experience of living in this world so I can't waste it and fill it up with stressful things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, more about my fun family weekend later,&amp;nbsp;off to get this family ready for church. (YAY). My spirit has been so&amp;nbsp;hungry for God's word. I cant even begin to explain how much&amp;nbsp;I desire to get my spirit fed. Hope everyone has a great Sunday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-5422157080445164321?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5422157080445164321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=5422157080445164321&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5422157080445164321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5422157080445164321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-in-blog-worldmaybe.html' title='Back in Blog World...maybe :)'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3508248815596270251</id><published>2010-10-31T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:35:19.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Lauren is getting his room and he has upgraded to what used to be the spare bedroom/office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Before&lt;/span&gt;&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TLmbmIc0RPI/AAAAAAAABFk/IMx9_LlgPwc/s1600/DSC01454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TLmbmIc0RPI/AAAAAAAABFk/IMx9_LlgPwc/s320/DSC01454.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(overlook the mess :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TLmbt4G5rCI/AAAAAAAABFo/yhME7aw9V4s/s1600/DSC01452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Well, I found an even better table with storage included for all of our office manuals and such so I brought my little $15 table home. Carter uses it on occasion to stack blocks on or to pretend "cook" on in the kitchen when I'm making dinner.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;well, let me show you what I did.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I dismantled the legs and grabbed some green paint.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_fj4j3HYI/AAAAAAAABFI/qGlFisjNjHY/s1600/DSC01438_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="209" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_fj4j3HYI/AAAAAAAABFI/qGlFisjNjHY/s320/DSC01438_edited.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then&amp;nbsp;I added a few more coats of paint, a pond and a road.....&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_fnkx7pKI/AAAAAAAABFM/-QylL-OiFas/s1600/DSC01439_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="195" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_fnkx7pKI/AAAAAAAABFM/-QylL-OiFas/s320/DSC01439_edited.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Polyurethane so little man doesn't peel the paint up with his first lap around the track :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_fyxSKeEI/AAAAAAAABFQ/w5ZyQ4YRBc8/s1600/DSC01440_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="317" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_fyxSKeEI/AAAAAAAABFQ/w5ZyQ4YRBc8/s320/DSC01440_edited.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Obviously my road is not at all perfect. I have no talent with painting or drawing but luckily my 2 year old thinks I rock and recognizes what I "try" to do.&amp;nbsp; I was going to attempt to add little houses, signs, and a bridge but decided, I'd rather him use his imagination -plus that makes less for me to mess up on ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my other projects in the making is this sweet little chair I found at a yardsale for $2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_i2Wb7-xI/AAAAAAAABFY/hAXg4vKN2ck/s1600/DSC01430_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_i2Wb7-xI/AAAAAAAABFY/hAXg4vKN2ck/s320/DSC01430_edited.JPG" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took off the ratty old seat and hit her with some glossy red spray paint.&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_i7OI1TOI/AAAAAAAABFc/9EMgDPfoMik/s1600/DSC01442_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_i7OI1TOI/AAAAAAAABFc/9EMgDPfoMik/s320/DSC01442_edited.JPG" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, she just needs a new seat, Lauren's name possibly, and some flowers and she will be good to go :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;got Mr. Spidey out&amp;nbsp;today too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_j_e43r-I/AAAAAAAABFg/uVwCBaQhveA/s1600/DSC01444_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="295" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_j_e43r-I/AAAAAAAABFg/uVwCBaQhveA/s320/DSC01444_edited.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I Love him. I caught him checking me out with those big ol eyes last year at Crackerbarrel and decided to pick him up. Every Halloween, all the family members that can make it out, spend Halloween with us and we have Chili, hotdogs, grilled cheese sandwiches, and make smores while handing out candy. Mr. Spidey fits in perfectly (He holds the Chili). I was excited to sit him out on the counter.&amp;nbsp;Autumn and Halloween decor is so fun and festive. It gets me into the holiday spirit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-2793894463967927518?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2793894463967927518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=2793894463967927518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2793894463967927518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2793894463967927518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-of-this-little-of-that.html' title='Projects'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK_fj4j3HYI/AAAAAAAABFI/qGlFisjNjHY/s72-c/DSC01438_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-6194921293619608491</id><published>2010-10-07T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T12:40:30.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces of Lauren's room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sick and becoming bored so I decided to play with my pictures of the things completed in Lauren's room. Still have quite a bit to do but hoping within 4 weeks it will all be completed. Fingers Crossed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK4f7HBFIEI/AAAAAAAABFA/crGGAm1nsSM/s1600/bows_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK4f7HBFIEI/AAAAAAAABFA/crGGAm1nsSM/s320/bows_edited.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren's bow holder =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK4hr39G2EI/AAAAAAAABFE/vRlRxdxsQvk/s1600/flowers_edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK4hr39G2EI/AAAAAAAABFE/vRlRxdxsQvk/s320/flowers_edited.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren's bouquet of Flowers Monica made for her =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-6194921293619608491?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6194921293619608491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=6194921293619608491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6194921293619608491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6194921293619608491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/10/pieces-of-laurens-room.html' title='Pieces of Lauren&apos;s room'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TK4f7HBFIEI/AAAAAAAABFA/crGGAm1nsSM/s72-c/bows_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-2427412995068139741</id><published>2010-10-05T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T19:03:45.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk cartons=dice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKvYkMg6rAI/AAAAAAAABE4/eZhQl3d3SH8/s1600/milk=dice.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKvYkMg6rAI/AAAAAAAABE4/eZhQl3d3SH8/s320/milk=dice.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKvYmrIiqjI/AAAAAAAABE8/3g8mehnrmqE/s1600/dice.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKvYmrIiqjI/AAAAAAAABE8/3g8mehnrmqE/s320/dice.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got this idea off of another blog. I love being able to recycle and make a great counting tool for Carter at the same time.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-2427412995068139741?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2427412995068139741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=2427412995068139741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2427412995068139741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2427412995068139741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/10/milk-cartonsdice.html' title='Milk cartons=dice'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKvYkMg6rAI/AAAAAAAABE4/eZhQl3d3SH8/s72-c/milk=dice.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-2206755112434551131</id><published>2010-10-05T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T05:31:07.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Jungle....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Darbie wanted a diaper cake for a family member so she bought the supplies and I put it all together. I added some more ribbon, jungle stickers and his little name sign as added embellishments. I LOVE this diaper cake. It may just be a favorite on my list. I had to take a picture from every single angle- because I cant help but think it is adorable-from every single angle ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKsYYQcP9vI/AAAAAAAABEk/k_mtaio73o4/s1600/safaricake+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKsYYQcP9vI/AAAAAAAABEk/k_mtaio73o4/s320/safaricake+010.JPG" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKsYbsIVvTI/AAAAAAAABEo/r-EAaxthA78/s1600/safaricake+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKsYbsIVvTI/AAAAAAAABEo/r-EAaxthA78/s320/safaricake+011.JPG" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKsYjpfl73I/AAAAAAAABE0/wC0QmSqLfrI/s320/safaricake+014.JPG" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;roawrrr....hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-2206755112434551131?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2206755112434551131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=2206755112434551131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2206755112434551131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2206755112434551131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/10/welcome-to-jungle.html' title='Welcome to the Jungle....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKsYYQcP9vI/AAAAAAAABEk/k_mtaio73o4/s72-c/safaricake+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-6242317225684278024</id><published>2010-10-03T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T13:18:41.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiptyn's Diaper Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKjkLEF61WI/AAAAAAAABEc/kNe-CvgY2BA/s1600/Cake1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKjkLEF61WI/AAAAAAAABEc/kNe-CvgY2BA/s320/Cake1.jpg" width="204" /&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKjkPpDHoDI/AAAAAAAABEg/_ZGwyHq8zu8/s1600/cake+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKjkPpDHoDI/AAAAAAAABEg/_ZGwyHq8zu8/s320/cake+2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I dont think I can attend a baby shower without making one of these. They are just too cute and what a way to fancy up a pack of diapers. Plus it involves using ribbon and i am in L.O.V.E. with any reason to use&amp;nbsp;ribbon.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-6242317225684278024?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6242317225684278024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=6242317225684278024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6242317225684278024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6242317225684278024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/10/kiptyns-diaper-cake.html' title='Kiptyn&apos;s Diaper Cake'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKjkLEF61WI/AAAAAAAABEc/kNe-CvgY2BA/s72-c/Cake1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-4117744751796414033</id><published>2010-10-02T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T19:32:51.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few of the little things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;LAUREN'S LITTLE TOY BOXES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKfpAMUJ7NI/AAAAAAAABEQ/1v2Fb_aVOdk/s1600/sept+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKfpAMUJ7NI/AAAAAAAABEQ/1v2Fb_aVOdk/s320/sept+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AFTER&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKfpd06dQDI/AAAAAAAABEU/Ysux8pnOJ4g/s1600/sept+015_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="167" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKfpd06dQDI/AAAAAAAABEU/Ysux8pnOJ4g/s320/sept+015_edited.JPG" width="320" /&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKfph4Q41mI/AAAAAAAABEY/USpopXsN0E0/s1600/sept+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKfph4Q41mI/AAAAAAAABEY/USpopXsN0E0/s320/sept+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I "spruced" up 2 little red storage boxes for Lauren's toys. I will be so happy when i finally get her room completed. I have 9 weeks to get everything in this house in order before I am a working, breast-feeding&amp;nbsp;mommy of 2. I wonder how long i will get to keep my sanity...prayers wil be very much appreciated :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-4117744751796414033?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4117744751796414033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=4117744751796414033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4117744751796414033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4117744751796414033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/10/few-of-little-things.html' title='A few of the little things...'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKfpAMUJ7NI/AAAAAAAABEQ/1v2Fb_aVOdk/s72-c/sept+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-7341664247479120547</id><published>2010-10-02T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T19:15:09.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a 50th Surprise Party for my mom last weekend. It went so well and she was so surprised. Unfortunately, I forgot my camera :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was decorated so cute. We had a black and white damask print with yellow accent theme.&amp;nbsp; I did get a picture of the banner I made. We had yellow mums accenting the tables with black and white photos in the center of each bouquet of my mom from her childhood on up to this year. My sister-in-law and I put in so many little details to the decor. I am so happy we were able to pull it off for her. She is such an amazing mom, such an amazing person :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKfkrMWGadI/AAAAAAAABEE/9eH0OQavT4c/s1600/oct02+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKfkrMWGadI/AAAAAAAABEE/9eH0OQavT4c/s320/oct02+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKflmoLP1lI/AAAAAAAABEM/KfbKMqfCeFQ/s1600/october+045_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKflmoLP1lI/AAAAAAAABEM/KfbKMqfCeFQ/s320/october+045_edited.JPG" width="64" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-7341664247479120547?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7341664247479120547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=7341664247479120547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7341664247479120547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7341664247479120547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/TKfkrMWGadI/AAAAAAAABEE/9eH0OQavT4c/s72-c/oct02+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3560894937580876363</id><published>2010-09-30T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T18:44:39.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Grace</title><content type='html'>I have so much I could write about&amp;nbsp;But I&amp;nbsp;really don't have time to get started. Not sure I could even find a spot to end it so....instead I'll post this super~cute video of this adorable dog and his awesome owner. Thank you Kellie for sharing it on facebook. It blessed my day when I watched it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HEoh5fSYl0Q"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HEoh5fSYl0Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-3560894937580876363?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3560894937580876363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3560894937580876363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3560894937580876363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3560894937580876363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/09/say-grace.html' title='Say Grace'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-2189131003985947589</id><published>2010-08-04T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T15:08:03.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesdays Menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whole wheat bagel with cream cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 egg white only cheese scramble&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Man Breakfast:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scramble egg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/2 banana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little man snack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 mini peanut butter crackers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;other 1/2&amp;nbsp; of banana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mahi Mahi baked fish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baked potatoe with cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little man Lunch:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mahi mahi fish sticks with (panko bread crumbs)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baked potatoe fries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snack: String cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ground Sirloin steak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby carrots&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little man dinner:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ground sirloin hamburger steak bites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby carrots&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-2189131003985947589?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2189131003985947589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=2189131003985947589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2189131003985947589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2189131003985947589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/08/wednesdays-menu.html' title='Wednesdays Menu'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3065005818302658942</id><published>2010-08-04T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T06:42:53.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole New World</title><content type='html'>When I decided to name this blog "It's a Whole New World" I had no idea how perfect that title was when it came to summarizing my life. The world has seemed completely new since I got where I needed to be with God years and years ago, then when falling in love with Travis, then with us having Carter, and now with a complete lifestyle change and a little girl on the way, tied in with several future life-altering plans, all I can say is "WOW, it's a whole new world.". My brain has been on "overload" for the past few months but God has been so good to me and has allowed me to feel somewhat "laid back" inside my head (perhaps not so much "laid back seeming" to the selected few that get to hear my jumbled thoughts out loud).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's just the "Tip of the Iceberg"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After alot of discussions, my husband persuaded me into a completely organic eating lifestyle.-Oh and not just organic but healthy organic, as in limited sugar, lean meats like only turkey, roast beef, ground sirloin, chicken, shrimp. No organic cupcakes or dessert type stuff. Carter gets animal crackers, yogurt, and/or fruit if he gets a sweet tooth. We have been in "transition" the last 6 weeks and doing a lot of research, reading, and going every week to different venues offering organic groceries. My house is almost completely preservative- artificial- food dye-hormone Free. I think it will be healthier and most definitely could not hurt my sweet babies but it is definitely a transition. Do you know that 90% of the places I take my child, someone offers him candy, gum, snacks, etc... Seriously. Do you know how hard it is to explain to a 2 year old he can't have candy? Do you know the looks I get from people for being so "harsh"?&amp;nbsp; BUT, it is okay =)&amp;nbsp; I feel lead to continue this path and no one's opinion will be an obstacle on this path. God's convictions will be the only influence. It's not easy though. Apparently I didn't cook as much as I thought I used to because I feel like I am cooking non-stop in that house and constantly cleaning the kitchen. And how is it men can mess up 6 ft of counter space while making a bagel or sandwich? Bread crumbs everywhere..... &lt;br /&gt;So much planning and prepping to get everything blanced before Lauren arrives. I feel like I have until December to get my life, the office, and my family's lives on a solid routine. Get everything organized as possible. Then baby will be here and I can incorporate the milk pumping and sleepless nights into everything else. It probably sounds like a mess but I can visualize all of it coming together and I am properly motivated. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be on the safe side, let's pray&amp;nbsp;I don't lose my sanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-3065005818302658942?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3065005818302658942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3065005818302658942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3065005818302658942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3065005818302658942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/08/whole-new-world.html' title='Whole New World'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3743612116719946025</id><published>2010-06-25T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T14:23:52.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Must See....</title><content type='html'>I just have to take a moment and show some "Blog Love". I began following this blog months ago and just love it to pieces. I've never seen anyone redecorate and transform their house like she does and it is the happiest most colorful house I have ever seen. She also paints the happiest and prettiest paintings as well. PLease enjoy yourself and take a stroll through&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://sara-mincy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Sara's Art House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Be sure to look at the makeovers of her kitchen and tour her awesome house. You will not be sorry! It is&amp;nbsp;one of the coolest houses ever&amp;nbsp;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-3743612116719946025?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3743612116719946025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3743612116719946025&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3743612116719946025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3743612116719946025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/06/must-see.html' title='Must See....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-5162677402910051016</id><published>2010-06-01T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T11:12:29.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker!</title><content type='html'>I was sitting on the couch yesterday all excited that my living room makeover was complete and then it hit me- I didn't take before and after shots :(&lt;br /&gt;Sooo Sad! I did a make over on our clock and on 2 old baskets and made over lamps. All kinds of little things here and there got transformations and I failed to do before shots. Complete bummer. You would have been impressed. Travis was looking at the old baskets and had mentioned how ugly they were. The previous owner had sprayed them gold, then later sprayed them silver and the paint was chipping off. I cut the warped handles off, sprayed them black, and added a silver ribbon aound them. He came in the living room and said, "I like those baskets, where did you find them?". It felt so satisfying to tell him that they were the same baskets that he said "needed to go to the dump". (As you know, it doesn't take much to get me excited). Anyway, next time I won't forget to take pictures. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-5162677402910051016?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5162677402910051016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=5162677402910051016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5162677402910051016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5162677402910051016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/06/slacker.html' title='Slacker!'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-2593474008861746632</id><published>2010-05-25T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T07:34:09.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on a full house..without even realizing it ;)</title><content type='html'>So, as I mentioned a while back I went to my new dr. for some lab work to see how my pcos was doing and to our surprise the tests came back as if i no longer had it. My dr. called me back a few days later and said that my progesterone was higher than an average person without past fertility issues. It wasn't but a few days later I realized that there was a chance&amp;nbsp;we were pregnant ( I always throw my husband into the pregnant category because he definitely goes through it with me). I went back to the dr for a few more tests and she came back in the room and told me obviously my body had "corrected itself" because we were definitely pregnant. Just two short weeks after that the "all day sickness" struck and hasn't left yet. When we went for the heartbeat, dr. Reddin wanted me to bring Travis back 2 days later to do the ultrasound because she wanted to see if there were twins in there. I almost passed right out but they did 2 different ultrasounds last Thursday and there was only one little peanut&amp;nbsp;bouncing around in there. Travis would have fainted, no doubt! LOL! He was checking out minivans on the internet before we left. I told him if it were twins I would prefer a limo. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been completely blown away. I wasn't expecting to ever get pregnant without the help of my friend "Clomid". The neat thing is that if everything works out, then Carter and new baby will be the exact age difference as me and my brother and that is so exciting to me because Chris and I were always so close growing up. In my own experience, it is the ideal age difference to me just because of my own childhood experience. Someone please remind me of this when&amp;nbsp;I am about to pull my hair out while having a&amp;nbsp;infant&amp;nbsp;crying&amp;nbsp;and a toddler running wild. This is going to be such a new experience. It already has been. Carter comes in during the morning sickness and says "ewwie momma" or&amp;nbsp;"potty momma" (which is code for "quit being sick and move out of my way)&amp;nbsp;and forget napping on days off&amp;nbsp; like before. This&amp;nbsp;pregnancy is following the schedule of a 2 year old. It's going to be quite an experience with the year long breast feeding again (lordwilling it works out so that I can). I have a feeling the breast pump will be a new favorite toy of a certain little boy. This is going to be so much fun! I am going to start right now brainstorming routines and ways to stay super organized. Oh, and this time-LORDWILLING- the delivery will be so much easier. Scheduled c-section and if I don't lose conciousness this time, I will actually get to be there for it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-2593474008861746632?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2593474008861746632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=2593474008861746632&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2593474008861746632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2593474008861746632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/05/working-on-full-housewithout-even.html' title='Working on a full house..without even realizing it ;)'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-5673888074043131586</id><published>2010-05-12T11:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T11:50:46.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carter turned 2!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S-r3Jv8CHTI/AAAAAAAAA_o/K_cVeNlF_JE/s1600/SDC10230_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S-r3Jv8CHTI/AAAAAAAAA_o/K_cVeNlF_JE/s320/SDC10230_edited.JPG" wt="true" /&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S-r3NluGfQI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ySCIREn2Zxk/s1600/SDC10231_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S-r3NluGfQI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ySCIREn2Zxk/s320/SDC10231_edited.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-8918962460180986267?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8918962460180986267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=8918962460180986267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8918962460180986267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8918962460180986267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/05/kiddies.html' title='The Kiddies'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S-r3Jv8CHTI/AAAAAAAAA_o/K_cVeNlF_JE/s72-c/SDC10230_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-100327207773220384</id><published>2010-04-08T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T10:01:26.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gratitude AND a new lifestyle :)</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to take a moment and thank all of you who have prayed for me. A few posts back I vented about having polycystic ovarian syndrome. Shortly after that, Travis mentioned that he wanted to start doing the Power 90 (the training version basically for the P90x workout). I was very excited and decided to really dedicate our family to a new lifestyle when it came to eating and exercising. I feel very strongly that the food and drinks with all of their artificial ingredients and preservatives cause more harm than good and Travis and I started researching about the food in restaurants. I STRONGLY urge you to purchase the books "Eat this, Not That" and "Cook This, Not that". They have changed the way we eat. Travis and I both only drink water and Sobe naturally flavored water (I have a 6oz cup of coffee with 1 teaspoon of sugar each morning too). We eat fruit and lean meats only, healthy veggies&amp;nbsp;and watch our calories. Ever since we cut out the "eating out" down to one time per week (and we only eat the healthy food-the book "eat this, not that" lets you know exactly what is actually healthy to eat from restaurants and what's so polluted with junk it might as well just be called "slow-acting poison") I have noticed my body is satisfied between 1000-1300 calories (of healthy food) per day.&amp;nbsp;You'd be shocked to know how many calories you eat from a small tator tot and burger at sonic. Bless it! I was probably taking in 2500 calories a day just from eating the absolute wrong item on the menu along with the snacks i ate at home. I have never felt so good and healthy. I crave water and spinach and cantalope and broccoli now. I'll never drink a carbonated drink again and i'm so thankful i no longer have a desire to. At first i wanted to do it to lose weight but&amp;nbsp;more importantly&amp;nbsp;I just want to be healthy and take care of my body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;had tests done 2 weeks ago and the dr said I show no signs of polycystic ovarian syndrome and I know your prayers was a huge factor in that. I definitely cant help but &amp;nbsp;think that the change in lifestyle helped too but I know the power of prayer exceeds everything so thank you all for lifting my situation up in your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but believe SO many diseases are caused by some of our bodies being hyper-sensitive to certain things we digest.&amp;nbsp; Please go to walmart and at least flip through those books. The 2010 edition of "cook this, not that" is behind the old editions (they are trying to get rid of the 2009 edition so its in front) Walmart is atleast $3 cheaper than the one at Hastings.&amp;nbsp;After reading these books and watching the&amp;nbsp;documentary "food,Inc" changing&amp;nbsp;what we consume was So easy as well as liberating.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Oh, and the recipes in "cook this, not that" are SOOOO GOOOD and easy to make. I am in love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-100327207773220384?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/100327207773220384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=100327207773220384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/100327207773220384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/100327207773220384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/04/thank-you.html' title='gratitude AND a new lifestyle :)'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-1618718295490413517</id><published>2010-02-21T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T14:47:47.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hippity-Hoppity.....</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know, I know...Easter is a little ways off&amp;nbsp; still, spring is still too far away, and&lt;br /&gt;I know we have a cold week ahead of us HOWEVER, God gave us a wonderful preview of the coming season and&amp;nbsp;I am so grateful. I was in desperate need of this pretty weekend. Carter was so funny. The last time we went out and played in our back yard was when it was snowing so when we went out yesterday he just stood still in the same spot for over five minutes straight, I couldn't coax him out of that spot. I finally realized that when it had snowed, Travis had told him to "hold daddy's hand when you walk" (so he wouldn't fall face first in the snow (Yes,&amp;nbsp;I know we are way too protective-working on it). Sure enough when I went over and reached for his hand, he grabbed my index finger and took off running. If only he was that obedient All the time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a great weekend. I hate to see it go but I almost would feel too selfish to have it last any longer (almost). I hope everyone has a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-1618718295490413517?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1618718295490413517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=1618718295490413517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1618718295490413517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1618718295490413517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/02/hippity-hoppity.html' title='Hippity-Hoppity.....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-5744023636336480978</id><published>2010-01-24T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:14:33.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm no longer the "dishwasher"..hootie-whoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S10LITsaiSI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ktuV8ILiu_E/s1600-h/loveu.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S10LITsaiSI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ktuV8ILiu_E/s320/loveu.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All is right with the world again. We installed the new dishwasher Saturday. Call me lazy but I tell ya, getting all into cooking everynight at the same time your dishwasher bites the dust is SO not good. I was washing 3 loads of dishes a day. Insane. The old dishwasher was apparently a lemon. It was 4 years old. Brand new when we bought the house. That seems very short-lived but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sink is back to empty almost All the time now. Life is Good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-5744023636336480978?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5744023636336480978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=5744023636336480978&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5744023636336480978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5744023636336480978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-no-longer-dishwasherhootie-whoo.html' title='I&apos;m no longer the &quot;dishwasher&quot;..hootie-whoo'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S10LITsaiSI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ktuV8ILiu_E/s72-c/loveu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-6550981125787720447</id><published>2010-01-24T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:00:25.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pass Along</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I wanted to pass along My Recipe, the one dessert-type recipe, (yes, I basically only have one) that is my "special". Not that I don't make other stuff but this one is my default. The one that no matter where I take it, I always end up having to write down the recipe for atleast 2 people. It's very tasty (and easy). It may have already "been around the block" but if you've never had it, you should bust it out at your next gathering, you won't regret it (I Promise). I am making it for work tomorrow and would take pictures to add but I know I won't feel like it at 5:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Cresent Turnovers (as I call it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will need:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Cans of Cresent rolls (I like big and fluffy)&lt;br /&gt;2 Apples (whatever kind you want to use)&lt;br /&gt;2 sticks of butter&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cup of sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 Tablespoon of Cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 can of Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Roll up 2 to 4 apple Slices per roll&lt;br /&gt;*Line Rolls up in pan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Combine Melted Butter with Sugar and Cinnamon.&lt;br /&gt;*Pour over Rolls.&lt;br /&gt;*Pour Can Mountain dew over rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bake at 350 degrees&lt;br /&gt;9x11 or 9x13in Pan- 45minutes-1hr&lt;br /&gt;8x8 Pan- 30-45 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are best served warm. I keep them as hot as I can when taking them to Church dinners. Also great with ice cream :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-6550981125787720447?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6550981125787720447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=6550981125787720447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6550981125787720447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6550981125787720447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-pass-along.html' title='My Pass Along'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-5866867138473343996</id><published>2010-01-23T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T16:44:31.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOO GOOD</title><content type='html'>My Husband has fallen in Love with me a little bit more ladies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What caused this you may wonder? I shall show you&lt;a href="http://sistersstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/orange-chicken.html"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; (It's yummy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-5866867138473343996?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5866867138473343996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=5866867138473343996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5866867138473343996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5866867138473343996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/soo-good.html' title='SOO GOOD'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-7796970535738396948</id><published>2010-01-16T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T13:05:15.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not my fault ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;travis says I have issues taking pics of carter like the one in the header making Carter look like a mini version of Hugh Hefner followed by the one below...&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S1IpcMhNZoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/9-skTbFXl1o/s1600-h/DSC00483_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S1IpcMhNZoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/9-skTbFXl1o/s320/DSC00483_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He said he looks like a mini version of a chip n dale's dancer...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;which he does not! He's just standing there in all his innocence&amp;nbsp;looking too cute for his shirt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-7796970535738396948?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7796970535738396948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=7796970535738396948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7796970535738396948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7796970535738396948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-not-my-fault.html' title='It&apos;s not my fault ;)'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S1IpcMhNZoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/9-skTbFXl1o/s72-c/DSC00483_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-6883443309530359101</id><published>2010-01-16T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T11:33:57.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The adventures of the "ba-keet ball"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Momma I have found me a ball in your closet and now I shall play with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S1ISXKMv_PI/AAAAAAAAA-I/kcBvCR18WcQ/s1600-h/DSC00598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S1IUkro6I9I/AAAAAAAAA-g/OjF4PDnjA08/s1600-h/DSC00598_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S1IUkro6I9I/AAAAAAAAA-g/OjF4PDnjA08/s320/DSC00598_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Momma! We have a predicament!&lt;/span&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S1ISiC90d0I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/mmpX828CUTk/s1600-h/DSC00592_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S1ISiC90d0I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/mmpX828CUTk/s320/DSC00592_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;That big ball rolled under the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S1IScsvD5xI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/6PKb1n7CqCI/s1600-h/DSC00590_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S1IScsvD5xI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/6PKb1n7CqCI/s320/DSC00590_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Are you going in or am I?&lt;/span&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/3560783047294418685-6883443309530359101?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6883443309530359101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=6883443309530359101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6883443309530359101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6883443309530359101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/adventures-of.html' title='The adventures of the &quot;ba-keet ball&quot;'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S1IUkro6I9I/AAAAAAAAA-g/OjF4PDnjA08/s72-c/DSC00598_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-1863869989649196468</id><published>2010-01-14T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T11:18:05.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness Ladies,I just saw the most pitiful thing about an hour ago. It was unfortunately- my reflection when getting into my jammies after a shower. Yep I'm getting all personal, a little more info than you'd like huh? I just have to vent about it. It was pretty traumatic. There are just days when I feel more in shape&amp;nbsp;than I actually am then&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;there are days like today when reality sets in and &amp;nbsp;I see the weight gain or don't recognize my reflection. It's hard to fathom that I sometimes look in the mirror and don't recognize myself but I seriously go thru shock sometimes. In my mind I am seriously about 20 pounds lighter. My brain is apparently oblivious to the fact that didn't go back to the gym after having Carter. No more 3 to 5 days a week hard core workouts at USA Gym. Pure laziness when it comes to exercise. Then when I do work out 3 times a week for all of 1 to 2 weeks, that silly brain expects to look like that 20lb lighter image. Bless it. &lt;br /&gt;I got out of the shower at 10:32, saw that my legs looked almost swollen and had dimples (I cringe all over having admitted that), by 10:40, I had 2 pairs of sweat pants on, 1 tank top, 1 long sleeve shirt, and one sweat shirt on and was on the treadmill out in the bonus room off of our garage with no heat on and I did not care. I ran hardcore for 30 minutes, walked for 23 minutes. I didn't last as long as I wanted to because&amp;nbsp;I got dizzy. I'm surprised at myself that I haven't done a better job with living a healthy lifestyle when it comes to my diet and exercise. I think I used the cesarean as a crutch. you know, put off exercising as&amp;nbsp;I should for 2&amp;nbsp;years so my stomache muscles could repair themselves...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;At least now I am motivated. This is the year of health in my house. Hopefully within the next 6 months, my reflection won't literally send me running like it did tonight :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-1863869989649196468?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1863869989649196468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=1863869989649196468&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1863869989649196468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1863869989649196468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-1239732433360615730</id><published>2010-01-12T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:08:32.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's for Dinner?</title><content type='html'>I've been relying on the blog world for dinner ideas the past few weeks. This week I'm hanging with sisters stuff. They have won me over with craft ideas so why not the dinner menu as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I made the &lt;a href="http://sistersstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/taco-soup.html"&gt;Taco Soup&lt;/a&gt;. Very Yummy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I made&amp;nbsp;garden salads followed by the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sistersstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/italian-chicken.html"&gt;Italian Chicken and Rice&lt;/a&gt;. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night I am grilling smoked sausage with carrots and red skin potatoes. It's a favorite of Travis's.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tend to eat light on&amp;nbsp;Thursdays so I'm planning to make the &lt;a href="http://sistersstuff.blogspot.com/2009/07/chicken-caesar-wrap.html"&gt;Chicken Caesar Wraps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have&amp;nbsp;I mentioned how much I love the internet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-1239732433360615730?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1239732433360615730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=1239732433360615730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1239732433360615730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1239732433360615730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-for-dinner.html' title='What&apos;s for Dinner?'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3082947429539832097</id><published>2010-01-12T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T01:44:16.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alittle Ribbon, Alittle glue.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0xC6Ywm7hI/AAAAAAAAA9g/W2HYquJnht8/s1600-h/DSC00576_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0xC6Ywm7hI/AAAAAAAAA9g/W2HYquJnht8/s320/DSC00576_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm officially addicted to making these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0xC_LNVUMI/AAAAAAAAA9o/JXyCk9oC0ME/s1600-h/DSC00575_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0xC_LNVUMI/AAAAAAAAA9o/JXyCk9oC0ME/s320/DSC00575_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Above is my post-it note holder/calendar for the office &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0xDEnsYfHI/AAAAAAAAA9w/8Uh0tbV3EQ8/s1600-h/DSC00574_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0xDEnsYfHI/AAAAAAAAA9w/8Uh0tbV3EQ8/s320/DSC00574_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These two (the one above and below) have magnets on the back to stick on the fridge. &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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0xDGle_8nI/AAAAAAAAA94/-oFLxFb74Ws/s1600-h/DSC00572_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0xDGle_8nI/AAAAAAAAA94/-oFLxFb74Ws/s320/DSC00572_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0xDI0-syrI/AAAAAAAAA-A/5fhzlkhO4vo/s1600-h/DSC00573_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0xDI0-syrI/AAAAAAAAA-A/5fhzlkhO4vo/s320/DSC00573_edited.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one above is for our&amp;nbsp;fridge :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to Hobby Lobby soon to get more stuff to play with! &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/3560783047294418685-3082947429539832097?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3082947429539832097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3082947429539832097&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3082947429539832097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3082947429539832097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/alittle-ribbon-alittle-glue.html' title='Alittle Ribbon, Alittle glue.....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0xC6Ywm7hI/AAAAAAAAA9g/W2HYquJnht8/s72-c/DSC00576_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-6289465407569762732</id><published>2010-01-11T18:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T18:39:34.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Crafty :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I cannot draw or paint very well, I cannot sew beyond making pillows, barbie doll clothes, and hemming&amp;nbsp; torn pants, hole in a shirt, sewing on a button, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I can follow directions very well and SO...I've been having some fun with a few SIMPLE projects and I get to feel all crafty afterwards :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing &lt;a href="http://sistersstuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;at Sister's Stuff and they have Crafty projects on their side bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the projects they lead me to this weekend. I've had so much fun And surprisingly didn't have to purchase anything other than mod podge glue. I had all the other supplies on hand. I was so excited. All those diapercakes and invitations got me stocked up on Artsy Fartsy fun stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sistersstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-frame-calendars.html"&gt;Calendars&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sistersstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-love-these-and-cant-wait-to-make.html"&gt;Post-it note Holders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sistersstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/diaper-wipe-case-tutorialand-some-of.html"&gt;Diaper Wipe Case&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsthelittlethingsthatmakeahouseahome.blogspot.com/2009/12/embellishing-our-sparkly-candles.html"&gt;Sparkly Candles!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making all those diapercakes and throwing all those baby/wedding shower(s), must have got me used to having some type of crafty project going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do the Christmas Cards with Carter this year but I did get a Christmas Project made up for the members of our church. i forgot to post it back in December....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0veqequ8EI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/4ZHqDf153vc/s1600-h/carterncouch+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0veqequ8EI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/4ZHqDf153vc/s320/carterncouch+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0vewRH1gjI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/2YBo0EpsUik/s1600-h/carterncouch+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0vewRH1gjI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/2YBo0EpsUik/s320/carterncouch+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE The Teachers Center. &amp;nbsp;They have a different bag and box options you can cut out . These looked so festive in the little cubby mailboxes at church. I put a little tag on each one that said "Merry Christmas from Carter Rigsby". I already have my idea for what I will do next year. I may start early this year and store them (No candy involved).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, now back to playing in Epson salt and mod podge glue. Good night and enjoy your week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-6289465407569762732?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6289465407569762732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=6289465407569762732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6289465407569762732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6289465407569762732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/lets-get-crafty.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Crafty :)'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0veqequ8EI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/4ZHqDf153vc/s72-c/carterncouch+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3903239106990728936</id><published>2010-01-08T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T12:46:38.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slightly Spoiled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0eYznT0NCI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Enk27OTfIJM/s1600-h/washin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0eYznT0NCI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Enk27OTfIJM/s320/washin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm all about living simple but our dishwasher bit the dust about 5 weeks ago and I'm officially missing it. Once the snow lets up, I'm predicting a trip to Lowes and Sears. I hear a Bosch calling my name &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-3903239106990728936?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3903239106990728936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3903239106990728936&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3903239106990728936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3903239106990728936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/slightly-spoiled.html' title='Slightly Spoiled'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0eYznT0NCI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Enk27OTfIJM/s72-c/washin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-7689360264787098578</id><published>2010-01-08T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:53:01.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unless God tells me to, I'm not going to say Sorry</title><content type='html'>Ever so often I get a phone call from an acquaintance wanting to talk about our children and what they are up to these days. Her family stays on her about her childs milestones and since our children are close in age she calls for comparisons, this time wanting to know how many words he knows, if he runs, looks at books, can drink from a straw, ect..I wouldn't mind it a bit if she was calling to vent about her family being so silly giving her such a hard time telling her she's not doing enough for her child but instead she IS her family when she calls, she says things like, "Are you not worried about him taking longer than mine? Are you sure you are working with him enough on talking? I don't know how you did it working full time and not staying home with him. I hope it doesn't have long term effects. I&amp;nbsp;find her amusing and SAD&amp;nbsp;and today I&amp;nbsp;decided to "Break it down" for her. Afterward, she let me go abruptly and I believe I won't be bothered for a progress report ever again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;told her the following:&lt;br /&gt;You know, the most interesting thing I have learned since Carter came along is how milestones just happen overnight. With rolling over, crawling, walking, talking, etc. The day before each of these milestones occurred, you would have thought he was a long way from acheiving any of them. We would work with him and work with him but he just didn't seem to want to or couldn't figure it out then boom, out of no where, he got it.&amp;nbsp; Travis would get nervous&amp;nbsp; that we were doing something wrong at first especially when he would see a younger baby doing something that Carter couldn't do yet but it never bothered me because with things like that, I just have to give it to God. I can't control it and I know I can't but I know that God does and that he will. It's just surreal though because it just all of a sudden "clicks".&lt;br /&gt;I'm not concerned with having him "keep up" with anyone else's child seeing as how he is his own precious person with his&amp;nbsp;very own&amp;nbsp;little soul, heart, mind, and body. &amp;nbsp;He need not be compared. No baby should be compared to any other baby. God made all of us different on our own timelines. I think it gets hard for adults who are constantly comparing themselves to others to get out of that warped way of thinking when it comes to their children and it's a shame. I can only hope and pray that those adult's children won't grow up feeling that they are in competition with the world just as their parents presume to be. Hopefully,&amp;nbsp;that pitiful cycle can be broken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Yep,&amp;nbsp;I inadvertently called her family, as well as herself pitiful which wasn't nice of me. I said it all in a compassionate tone&amp;nbsp;in an effort to not come across mean but it more than likely came across condescending. I didn't feel I had to defend my child or justify him in any way. The phone calls never make me self-concious, it just makes me very aware of how many people in this world have lost perspective of why we were Blessed Enough to be in this Existance and i decided to tell her about it. I wonder if&amp;nbsp; i'll find myself needing to call and apoplogize for it later. I'm sure God will let me know if I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I also want to tell my readers that I am sorry for doing yet another post about *Comparisons and *Competition. It seems that the BIGGEST ISSUE&amp;nbsp;most people find themselves up against and the #1 REASON people DO NOT GET ALONG is this topic and it just bothers me that people waste the time that God blessed them with on such pettiness. &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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-7689360264787098578?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7689360264787098578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=7689360264787098578&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7689360264787098578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7689360264787098578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/ever-so-often-i-get-phone-call-from.html' title='Unless God tells me to, I&apos;m not going to say Sorry'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-2550783064207999353</id><published>2010-01-08T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:32:32.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUR MORNING ROUTINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0dUIJ-LavI/AAAAAAAAA84/0l-shHQ3fDg/s1600-h/morning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0dUIJ-LavI/AAAAAAAAA84/0l-shHQ3fDg/s320/morning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We woke up to birds singing and only a faint sight of grass covered by snow. I have really enjoyed this past week. I worked at the office Monday and Wednesday and worked from the home office Tuesday and Thursday during Carter's naptime and after he has went to sleep each night. Patient's have called throughout the days at home but it hasn't been hard to take care of everything from the house and I absolutely love being at home with Carter. He has been so entertaining this week, more so than usual. He is into EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I thought it would be fun for us all to post a blog about our morning routine. No matter how mundane you feel yours may be, it gives your readers a window into your world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Monday mornings run a little different then the rest because it is surgery day at the office which means I'm up by 6am and Carter and&amp;nbsp;I are out the door by 7:30. The rest of the week however, goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wake up at 7am and make the bed then nature usually calls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Carter&amp;nbsp;is up stirring&amp;nbsp;usually between 7:15 and 7:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He goes potty while&amp;nbsp;I brush my teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then he sits on the potty lid while I brush his teeth-then he brushes his teeth (otherwise his good mood turns into a whiny one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By this time Travis gets home from work and he and Carter "wrestle". I like to give them time alone so I use this time to figure out what I'm wearing and pick out Carter's outfit for the day and get a cup of coffee brewing. Then I join in the morning madness and carter jumps on Travis's head while he tells me about his night at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once Travis is out of the shower and in bed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Carter then sits on the couch and watches Mickey Mouse on DVR while I get his sippy cup and myself that cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I check my email and drink my coffee while he drinks his milk watching Mickey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;( I call this our morning leisure time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once Mickey goes off,&amp;nbsp;he informs me that it did go off &amp;amp; then plays with his toys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While he is playing, I fix breakfast which is either blueberry or peaches and cream oatmeal, an egg sandwich, french toast, or muffins usually. He likes watermelon, cantaloupe, and grapes on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next, I wash my hair while he watches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(I have to take a bath after he goes to sleep at night and wash my hair in the mornings because i don't want to use my hair dryer without him in the room with me. I'm afraid he will wake up and&amp;nbsp;I won't hear him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After I wash my hair, Carter takes a bath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once he is clean, I let him play with his bath toys while I dry my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then&amp;nbsp;I get him dressed and myself dressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And there ya have it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.............I am way too detailed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Your turn&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-2550783064207999353?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2550783064207999353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=2550783064207999353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2550783064207999353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2550783064207999353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-morning-routine.html' title='YOUR MORNING ROUTINE'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/S0dUIJ-LavI/AAAAAAAAA84/0l-shHQ3fDg/s72-c/morning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-8803099023704253467</id><published>2010-01-07T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T07:45:58.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OFF TO A GREAT START</title><content type='html'>I haven't drank a carbonated drink in over a month- and more importantly, I have no desire too!&amp;nbsp; I had it in my head for a long time that I had to have a mtn dew at least once a day but now I want water or green tea. I have started drinking a cup or two of coffee every 2 days but studies say (supposedly) that a cup of coffee is actually good for you and way better than anything carbonated so hopefully I'm not trading one bad habit for another. &lt;br /&gt;I have also hit the treadmill the past 3 days. The first night for only 30 minutes but then last night I lasted 47 minutes and today I made it an hour and 10 minutes. I think I would do better running in the mornings but don't have that option. I am working on starting out a low(er) calorie diet. It's not that I even eat "junk" food. I just eat too big of portions because&amp;nbsp;I skip meals SO I am now eating 3 small meals a day and 1 healthy snack. Hoping to up my metabolism and lower my calories. The drinking water has been awesome. I feel so much better. My body was dehydrated and I didn't realize it until after correcting the problem. No wonder I felt like a slug. My body was running off of...well, nothing good. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get healthier this year, get myself into shape and hopefully tone my body and lose some weight in the process. I'm really excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-8803099023704253467?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8803099023704253467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=8803099023704253467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8803099023704253467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8803099023704253467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/off-to-great-start.html' title='OFF TO A GREAT START'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-6405869393703023402</id><published>2010-01-04T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:49:15.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>My #1 plan for tomorrow is to not leave the house. I shall stay inside and attempt to do office work in the company of my almost 2 year old. (It's going to be a fun challenge).....It was SO cold today. By the time&amp;nbsp;I got from my vehicle to inside the office, shaving my legs this morning was a complete waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, scrubs are way too thin. Someone needs to make winter scrubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much on sleeping for long periods of time, not since I was pregnant anyway,&amp;nbsp;but this week I think I could stay in bed and sleep all day. My body has went through a lot of changes since I've had Carter. Mentally and physically I have went from the energizer battery bunny to a slug. It's ironic too because now that&amp;nbsp;I have a toddler I really need it to be the other way around.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee doesn't seem to effect me like it used to either. I have went to drinking only water and green tea. After 3 weeks, I started drinking Coffee and it has no effect on me other than it goes straight through me so there's more bathroom breaks. No surge of energy. No shock on the caffeine-free body causing a&amp;nbsp;nifty little boost of adrenaline that makes washing dishes just almost seem fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My #2 plan for tomorrow evening is that&amp;nbsp;I am hitting the treadmill wide open.&amp;nbsp; I'm excited. I'm gonna run until my legs feel like jelly. Then I'm gonna run some more and then about 2 days later I am probably going to post a blog whining about how sore&amp;nbsp;I am :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my child just came wandering down the hall waving and saying "hi". Apparently our 1st attempt for bed had a slight malfunction so onto attempt #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a Happy Tuesday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh- and remember in your prayers not to forget to pray for God to prepare you this week for whatever his will has in store for you and also to pray throughout the week for the message your preacher will bring you on Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare your dinners this week. &lt;br /&gt;Prepare for going back to school.&lt;br /&gt;Prepare your shopping list.&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for your workday.&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly prepare your soul so that you can fulfill the Lord's will in your life. Don't be unprepared.&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-6405869393703023402?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6405869393703023402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=6405869393703023402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6405869393703023402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6405869393703023402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-8594860859791613239</id><published>2010-01-03T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:04:19.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for storage space!</title><content type='html'>My sweetheart of a husband put flooring down in our attic. I fell in love with him a little bit more when he did this. I spent the last 2 weekends getting everything organized in storage totes and on Saturday we put it all up there. I'm still super giddy over it. I have a baby section, baby/wedding shower supply section, each season has it's own section, I'm sure you get the point :)&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing under the beds AND I have empty shelve space in the closets!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior to the awesome attic storage space, I was constantly feeling like the house wasn't clean because I knew there was clutter in the closets and under our bed. It was driving me crazy. I kept dragging everything out, going through it all, and putting it right back in the same spots but now it all has a "home".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only negative thing about the whole experience is that we bought this house 3 years ago and just now thought about the attic. Yeah, that's kind of pathetic. I was saving up for a storage building in order to not clutter Travis's bonus room off the garage and he said, "Why do we not just use the attic, it's really big". He has no idea the brownie points he has scored. I get very excited over tupperware and baskets, shoe hangers for the door, etc... He just gave me the best christmas present ever. LOL...I'm way too easy to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-8594860859791613239?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8594860859791613239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=8594860859791613239&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8594860859791613239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8594860859791613239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2010/01/yay-for-storage-space.html' title='Yay for storage space!'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-524289289184550</id><published>2009-12-31T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:35:14.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to 2010.</title><content type='html'>My plan for 2010 is to make time to do everything on my list. I'm motivated, got my fingers crossed, holding my breath...here's to hoping :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I want to get back into running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Exercise 3 to 5 days a week. I really miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to get into shape and lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do away with carbonated drinks....err...cut down to one carbonated drink per week (That's better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Water. Water. Water. Green Tea. Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Get all my seasonal decor organized, baby stuff organized. Storage area ORGANIZED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Save my money more so than spending it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Spend less time playing on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Get more into public relations with Dr. Jung's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Cook more meals. Healthy meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-524289289184550?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/524289289184550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=524289289184550&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/524289289184550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/524289289184550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/12/heres-to-2010.html' title='Here&apos;s to 2010.'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-8346675095081574939</id><published>2009-12-16T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:17:33.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho.Ho.Ho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SymJ5LStmTI/AAAAAAAAA8U/B7-k5p56BK4/s1600-h/folder1+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SymJ5LStmTI/AAAAAAAAA8U/B7-k5p56BK4/s320/folder1+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SymJyO5JnNI/AAAAAAAAA8M/mKgWoWTCDEQ/s1600-h/folder1+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SymJyO5JnNI/AAAAAAAAA8M/mKgWoWTCDEQ/s320/folder1+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SymJ-5bK5_I/AAAAAAAAA8c/k4rSXPHPMbs/s1600-h/folder1+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SymJ-5bK5_I/AAAAAAAAA8c/k4rSXPHPMbs/s320/folder1+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was quarantined at my mom's for 2 days. Here is a few pictures of her Christmas displays. She is always so festive. I slept on her chase lounge up against the tree and it felt like I was 6 all over again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-8346675095081574939?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8346675095081574939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=8346675095081574939&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8346675095081574939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8346675095081574939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/12/hohoho.html' title='Ho.Ho.Ho.'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SymJ5LStmTI/AAAAAAAAA8U/B7-k5p56BK4/s72-c/folder1+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-381771673943088801</id><published>2009-12-16T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:24:33.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey December...wait for me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SymFAtnrq7I/AAAAAAAAA78/qEhIbDdkeWs/s1600-h/dec09+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SymFAtnrq7I/AAAAAAAAA78/qEhIbDdkeWs/s320/dec09+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year, I just put up the little tree. I wasn't sure how Carter would react to&amp;nbsp;a big tree in the middle of the room.&amp;nbsp;I kept getting an image of me having to "extract him" from the tree in which he'd&amp;nbsp;be wedged into after reaching for a bright and shiny ornament. Turns out, he couldn't care any less about&amp;nbsp;it.&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been sick off and on the past two months and have been working more than usual so Christmas has really snuck up on me. As in, I haven't bought the first present for anyone yet, didn't do any Christmas cards nor took any Christmas pictures. I also didn't get a child to adopt this year because the child services didn't send me the list of names and when I called, they were all filled up. It's good that all the children were taken care of but it seems I have "missed the boat" on everything. I haven't been able to practice for the church program either or join in any of the many events of the season including our dirty santa girl's night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We didn't even hang up lights outside this year. If you haven't noticed from my pouting, I've had a case of the "winter blues" so to speak. It feels like I've been "left out" of&amp;nbsp;December. lol. Fortunately, &amp;nbsp;Friday I have a doctor's appt in Cookeville so we are going to do all of our shopping afterwards. I'm really looking forward to getting into the Christmas spirit and being out of the house too. I'm sick of being sick. It's time to try out that whole "being healthy" thing.... haven't done that in awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SymFcjZgutI/AAAAAAAAA8E/peK4yPZZkrM/s1600-h/folder1+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SymFcjZgutI/AAAAAAAAA8E/peK4yPZZkrM/s320/folder1+035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-381771673943088801?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/381771673943088801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=381771673943088801&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/381771673943088801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/381771673943088801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-decemberwait-for-me.html' title='Hey December...wait for me!'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SymFAtnrq7I/AAAAAAAAA78/qEhIbDdkeWs/s72-c/dec09+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-637738208908992134</id><published>2009-11-14T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:47:13.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The boys are back in town</title><content type='html'>My babies are back home. I'm no longer in quarantine thankfully. Ironically Carter caught a head cold from my dad but I'd rather him have a head cold then swine flu anyday. Hopefully&amp;nbsp;he will get over it quickly. Bless his heart. &lt;br /&gt;I finally have some energy back, just feel like&amp;nbsp;I have a slight head cold as well.&amp;nbsp; If anyone gets sick, tylenol cold multi-symptoms has been my Best Friend this week. It works Very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are toys scattered about the house just as they should be. Everything was "in place" this week. The house stayed clean and organized. It was quiet and just miserable. It is back to normal now and I Love it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In my case, a&amp;nbsp;messy house is a happy house. Hope everyone has a happy Sunday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-637738208908992134?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/637738208908992134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=637738208908992134&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/637738208908992134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/637738208908992134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/11/boys-are-back-in-town.html' title='The boys are back in town'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-7918638843810861959</id><published>2009-11-10T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T09:41:00.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Separation Anxiety</title><content type='html'>I miss my baby so much. The doctor confirmed that I do have the H1N1 flu that ironically enough I believe I contracted while in the waiting room of the doctor's office last week while awaiting lab work. (Keep in mind that all those poor sick people with sicky icky germs go fumbling through those waiting room magazines, while, sneezing coughing, touching their germy faces, etc... then you touch them, then touch your face, yeah ew, I know.....the bacteria from most viruses/flu can live up to what? 72 hours? on inanimate objects) I usually take my own book but forgot it last week and I forgot to use the handsanitizer until I got back in the car. It's almost a guarantee that I touched my lips or nose while there because both are chapped and I keep rubbing them (not smart)....Anyway, the dr. said Carter needed to stay clear of me until atleast 24hours after my last fever and symptoms are clear. &lt;br /&gt;This flu is miserable but I am hurting way more emotionally than I am physically. I kinda wish the meds would keep me knocked out. When I'm awake, I'm crying because he isn't here. The house is quiet. I can actually hear our clock ticking. I haven't heard that clock since before Carter was born. My heart is aching so bad. I know it will just be for a few days but it is really weird not having him here. I hadn't planned on him sleeping away from home for a few more years. &lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, he isn't sick. Please Pray that he stays healthy and doesn't come down with any sickness. It's a blessing that he is so comfortable with mom and dad and he is having a good time. Also that I actually have time to be sick this week if that makes any sense. There's alot I could be doing but I have until Saturday to get the office work completed and I filed all the claims and did all the patient notes yesterday so some productivity has been accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either the tamiflu medicine or the flu itself is causing dizziness so I am going to take a break from the computer. Hope everyone has a great week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-7918638843810861959?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7918638843810861959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=7918638843810861959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7918638843810861959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7918638843810861959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/11/separation-anxiety.html' title='Separation Anxiety'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-8215466801129404803</id><published>2009-11-09T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:22:36.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling....</title><content type='html'>I'm working from home today due to having what seems to be the nasty ol' piggy flu :(&lt;br /&gt;Carter is at mom's and I miss him. It is really weird being home and not having him here with me. It's funny the one time I am home alone, I'm sick and can't use the time to clean or do all that "never have time for stuff"&amp;nbsp;due to a complete lack of energy. My fingers even ache as I type but I think that as much of a loner as I have always claimed to be, I have gotten so used to talking to someone that I have to have some type of social interaction every few hours. &lt;br /&gt;The girls at the office would probably love to strangle me right about now. I've had several text messages and a handful of phone calls from them about the surgical cases but they seem to be handling everything well without me. Travis took me to the office at 545am so that I could lay everything out for the day with step by step instructions on each case. I would have sucked it up and went in and worked but I'm not about to take the chance of letting anyone catch this icky flu. It is miserable. I'm going on about 2 hours of sleep. I know&amp;nbsp;what you are thinking. She says she's achy, hasn't&amp;nbsp;had hardly any sleep, home alone...why doesn't she just lay down? Well, if I lay down, the phone will ring or I'll begin coughing repetively so I must sit up and keep myself busy, hence the fabulous world of blogging ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, my husband is A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. He has been reading the Bible and getting stronger in his walk with God and it's such a blessing. He was a complete sweetheart before but now it's even more intensified. He is so sweet with Carter too. He makes him his own little fruit plates all chopped up so cute and packs his bag with&amp;nbsp; certain little snacks. He knows that Carter will eat exactly 4 crackers per half serving of vegetable beef.&amp;nbsp; He always seems to have more energy than I do. He will chase Carter around and play for hours. He's such a good daddy and husband. I couldn't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body won't stop aching so I guess&amp;nbsp;I will try to lay down now. We will see how it goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-8215466801129404803?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8215466801129404803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=8215466801129404803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8215466801129404803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8215466801129404803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/11/rambling.html' title='Rambling....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-1072688169162190221</id><published>2009-10-28T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T05:29:06.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/bryanhatmaker"&gt;http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/bryanhatmaker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-1072688169162190221?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/1072688169162190221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=1072688169162190221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1072688169162190221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/1072688169162190221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/prayer-request.html' title='Prayer Request'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-4133718140501132891</id><published>2009-10-26T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:52:03.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Don't let him fool you, he isn't as innocent as he looks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SuZ31GjdarI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/NN5-JM6S9J0/s1600-h/DSCF7727_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SuZ31GjdarI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/NN5-JM6S9J0/s320/DSCF7727_edited.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So, this is the&amp;nbsp;neighbor's cute dog (not my&amp;nbsp;neighbors on my left, but the ones on my right for those of you who know my neighbors)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I had actually posted about this&amp;nbsp;sweet puppy a few weeks back.&amp;nbsp;So cute yet, the adorable little guy is pure evil. Okay, maybe not pure evil but he is a puppy and what do puppies like to do? Chew on things. I can say with confidence that just in his actions alone, he is most definitely, without a shadow of doubt ,a full blown chew it up, bite it, pull it, drag it&amp;nbsp;puppy. It started with a bowl, then the car wash bucket and mit, and bottle of wax, and water hose, and then the final straw....He ate one of the patio cushions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I believe it started out as an attempt to stay warm. Instead of digging a hole out in the yard and curling up in it, he decided to just dig a hole in the cushion and burrow himself in it. Once he got inside said cushion, he then thought ,hey, why not attack the stuffing and drag half of it out too...just for fun... It's just a cushion....just a cushion...a materialistic item that is not a necessity....that's what I kept repeating as I carried him back to the neighbor's house. I rang the bell while "Roscoe" as Travis likes to call him (even though the neighbor's named him Rodney, and by the way, he doesn't look like a Rodney...I wanted to call him Bruno or Birkley but Hello...not our dog, which is the whole point..so moving on....) All the vehicles were in the driveway...I rang the doorbell, not once, but twice...no answer. Hmm....they are avoiding me maybe. I stood there for a moment thinking about how that just didn't go as planned. I was ready for a nice polite confrontation about our issue but I wasn't planning on no answer at the door. So the discussion must wait. I sit Rodney-Roscoe-Bruno-Brinkley as i like to call him just for fun down and he follows me right back home. Nice. Round 2. I see Rodney-Roscoe-Bruno-Brinkley rounding the corner with half of a rodent in tow....yuck...sometimes nature is gross. About that time I see the neighbor coming outside...ha...now I've got you. I throw on my hoodie and head out the door. And here comes the puppy running towards me in hopes of presenting his "kill of the day" and he is getting too close with it...Nasty, Nasty...right next to my leg...ugh...(I had no idea I was such a girl until this moment of little dead carcuses swarming my legs...just eww...) Thankfully the neighbor calls for the dog and he takes off away from me...thank you, thank you... The neighbor looks up and I start to feel intimidated...(I can't stand that feeling by the way...so uncomfortable) he begins walking towards me, and much to my surprise, I say firmly, "We need to talk" He raises his eyebrows, comes down the steps of his porch and says, "Um, is this about all the animals?" I then explain to him that we love animals, in fact, we would love to have a dog but our yard isn't fenced in and we wouldn't feel comfortable pinning a dog up in a small pen. We don't want a dog until it has room to run without the ability to get off our property. I also mention to him that I do sympathize with him because puppies are a handful especially when it comes to chewing things up, like our patio furniture, and it is for that reason that we do not have a dog. I told him that it's fine for the dog to visit every now and then but no overnight stay. You see the dog is an inside dog, or should I say an inside/outside dog. All of the animals they have are. They all stay inside at night and come out during the day. Only the dog and one of the cats were supposed to only go outside to use the restroom then go back in but a certain daughter has not been taking responsibility when dad is at work and is leaving these animals that are used to being inside 90% of the time, out all day and all night and they aren't being fed nor brought back in before it gets cold so for some reason they are piling up at my house. I have to take a chunk of the blame because at 1st it was just the 1 cat that they used to keep inside all the time and i felt so sorry for it. (It looked sick like it hadn't ate for weeks) so I HAD to feed it...i know, i know, i set myself up. travis said not to but it hung around for days crying and clawing at the windows, the fact that I lasted one hour let alone days before giving in already makes me feel a little heartless. either way, i fed one and that brought all the animals over. Regardless, I told him to please just call the dog inside before he goes to work in the evenings so it isn't freezing outside and trying to stay warm inside my cushions...i thought it went over well..that is until Carter and I got home from Walmart last night and there was Rodney-Roscoe-Bruno-Brinkley curled up shivering on our porch.Ugh. so, I delivered him to my neighbor. I went up the steps, rang the bell, and when the door opened, I placed the dog in my neighbor's arms and without any thought or hesitation I said, "Strike One"..lol...what was that? no idea where it came from....like "ooohhh...don't get 3 strikes or else"...That was alittle out of character and possibly out of line don't you think, especially someone who began feeding someone else's animals and kinda sorta renamed them...hmm..&amp;nbsp;BUT guess what? Tonight is the 1st night in over 2 weeks, i don't have a cold little puppy whimpering outside so I'm thinking, all and all it was worth it, even if i came across like a complete loon. hopefully there won't be a strike 2 or 3..because, I have no idea what the repercussions will be :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-4133718140501132891?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4133718140501132891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=4133718140501132891&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4133718140501132891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4133718140501132891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/strike-one.html' title='Strike One!'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SuZ31GjdarI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/NN5-JM6S9J0/s72-c/DSCF7727_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-8862985626479430397</id><published>2009-10-24T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:23:29.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride 'em Cowboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SuOZ8LOgFgI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/-N3Qq1qwTNg/s1600-h/DSCF8081_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SuOZ8LOgFgI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/-N3Qq1qwTNg/s400/DSCF8081_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396326037604800002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SuOZz_W8WAI/AAAAAAAAA4I/3oxYURiPjWI/s1600-h/DSCF8078_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SuOZz_W8WAI/AAAAAAAAA4I/3oxYURiPjWI/s400/DSCF8078_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396325896980027394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-8862985626479430397?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8862985626479430397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=8862985626479430397&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8862985626479430397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8862985626479430397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/ride-em-cowboy.html' title='Ride &apos;em Cowboy'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SuOZ8LOgFgI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/-N3Qq1qwTNg/s72-c/DSCF8081_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-828293915578936023</id><published>2009-10-24T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:49:41.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tattoo!</title><content type='html'>Our house has been given it's 1st Tattoo and I Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SuOXe6FVQHI/AAAAAAAAA4A/rgEOoruGDPM/s1600-h/DSCF8107_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SuOXe6FVQHI/AAAAAAAAA4A/rgEOoruGDPM/s400/DSCF8107_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396323335763476594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Travis and I came across this and had to get it. It's on our living room wall. They had so many great quotes but one from the bible just couldn't be beat :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-828293915578936023?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/828293915578936023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=828293915578936023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/828293915578936023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/828293915578936023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/tattoo.html' title='Tattoo!'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SuOXe6FVQHI/AAAAAAAAA4A/rgEOoruGDPM/s72-c/DSCF8107_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-676950190091639994</id><published>2009-10-10T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T12:45:20.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold To His Hand.</title><content type='html'>Time is filled with swift transition,&lt;br /&gt;Naught of earth unmoved can stand,&lt;br /&gt;Build your hopes on things eternal,&lt;br /&gt;Hold to God’s unchanging hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain:&lt;br /&gt;Hold to God’s unchanging hand,&lt;br /&gt;Hold to God’s unchanging hand;&lt;br /&gt;Build your hopes on things eternal,&lt;br /&gt;Hold to God’s unchanging hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in Him who will not leave you,&lt;br /&gt;Whatsoever years may bring,&lt;br /&gt;If by earthly friends forsaken&lt;br /&gt;Still more closely to Him cling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Covet not this world’s vain riches&lt;br /&gt;That so rapidly decay,&lt;br /&gt;Seek to gain the heav’nly treasures,&lt;br /&gt;They will never pass away.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When your journey is completed,&lt;br /&gt;If to God you have been true,&lt;br /&gt;Fair and bright the home in glory&lt;br /&gt;Your enraptured soul will view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Preacher's wife has been diagnosed this week with Lymphoma. I ask you to pray for her, sister Caroll Cantrell. I ask you so humbly to please share this burden for her merciful healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, another prayer request I have is for Brother Bill Barnhill from Cornerstone Baptist Church. He has Mrsa in his Blood Stream. They did not think he would make it through the night last night but he did. He is septic though. Please remember him and his family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord is the ultimate healer and it is such an amazing comfort to know we can hold to his unchanging hand and his constant Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all. Have a Blessed week.  xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-676950190091639994?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/676950190091639994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=676950190091639994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/676950190091639994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/676950190091639994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/hold-to-his-hand.html' title='Hold To His Hand.'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-7183295445108352640</id><published>2009-10-06T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:48:51.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you.....John 15:16</title><content type='html'>I'm enjoying this week  so far. Let me rephrase that, I'm enjoying my attitude and perception of this week so far. Not that I usually have a bad attitude but there are some days where God's Holy Spirit feels so much stronger within me than other days. I feel anxious and happy. Almost giddy-excited just embracing the knowledge that God is SO GOOD. I feel like I have the spirit stirring inside of me so strong that I could just bust at any moment. You know the feeling. Like your soul has been revived. i haven't had a smooth week so far, everything hasn't ran according to my plan but it doesn't matter about my plan. Seriously, our plan doesn't matter. however, HIS PLAN DOES. I have a feeling that God has a plan for all of us this week. Each of us, every day. He has a plan. So we need to listen. We need to Pray. We need to study his word. It's hectic. We have a 20 things on our mind all at once and "To Do" lists a mile long. BUT we need to listen. We need to Pray. We need to study his word. I don't know about you but I am thirsting for his knowledge. The desire to seek him is so intense. What a blessing to feel that need for God and his truth. I urge everyone reading this to pull yourself away from everything else at some point today, and have a nice on your knees talk with God and get that Bible out and read at least a few verses. If you have time, Post them on your blog so that others can read them and perhaps receive a blessing from it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 7:37-38 &lt;br /&gt;In the last day, that great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried, saying, If any man thirst, let him come unto me, and drink. He that believeth on me, as the scripture hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-7183295445108352640?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7183295445108352640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=7183295445108352640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7183295445108352640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7183295445108352640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/ye-have-not-chosen-me-but-i-have-chosen.html' title='Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you.....John 15:16'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-4560885333481805358</id><published>2009-10-03T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:53:15.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Covenant Academy Performing live ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsgNtcnRhNI/AAAAAAAAA34/TFcODlQD3OQ/s1600-h/DSCF7754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsgNtcnRhNI/AAAAAAAAA34/TFcODlQD3OQ/s400/DSCF7754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388572028574991570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsgNsySOyqI/AAAAAAAAA3w/pRN9l5sPaAY/s1600-h/DSCF7758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsgNsySOyqI/AAAAAAAAA3w/pRN9l5sPaAY/s400/DSCF7758.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388572017212443298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsgNQCVomyI/AAAAAAAAA3g/0VluTiB3OMM/s1600-h/DSCF7751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsgNQCVomyI/AAAAAAAAA3g/0VluTiB3OMM/s400/DSCF7751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388571523305478946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-4560885333481805358?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4560885333481805358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=4560885333481805358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4560885333481805358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4560885333481805358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/covenant-academy-performing-live.html' title='Covenant Academy Performing live ;)'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsgNtcnRhNI/AAAAAAAAA34/TFcODlQD3OQ/s72-c/DSCF7754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-7278731450570476249</id><published>2009-10-02T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:26:44.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another shower in the works..</title><content type='html'>Hailey and I are putting together Monica's shower. here's a peak at the invitations I made. Emerie's room is done in black and white damask print with light pink so we are following right along with the shower theme being the same. Please let me know if you can't tell what the cut out in the bottom corner on the invitation is. Travis said it took him a minute to see that it the tan color was supposed to be the side profile of her shoulder and arm. Can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsbScHiQNFI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tVn5mGFvXB0/s1600-h/DSCF7746_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsbScHiQNFI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tVn5mGFvXB0/s400/DSCF7746_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388225384696263762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-7278731450570476249?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7278731450570476249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=7278731450570476249&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7278731450570476249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7278731450570476249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-shower-in-works.html' title='Another shower in the works..'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsbScHiQNFI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tVn5mGFvXB0/s72-c/DSCF7746_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-4372651447139242474</id><published>2009-10-02T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:17:10.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some little visitors....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsbM6azXIjI/AAAAAAAAA24/OEaQIGqdvvo/s1600-h/DSCF7728_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsbM6azXIjI/AAAAAAAAA24/OEaQIGqdvvo/s400/DSCF7728_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388219308194603570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what used to be our neighbor's inside cat. After 5 days of her staying curled up on our back deck looking like she hadn't ate in weeks, I finally told Travis I couldn't hold back anymore. I didn't want to take over the neighbor's family pet but I noticed they have 4 other cats now( probably why this cat looked like she hadn't ate in a while...probably losing the battle for the food bowl) and don't allow this cat back inside anymore after at least 3 years of living inside and only getting out on rare occasions on accident, I can't help but feel a little sorry for her. I have been calling her "Alley Cat"....Carter calls her "Aaa..ct". I figure she can atleast use our deck as a place for peace and quiet and a nice meal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday as Carter and I were coming up the steps, I noticed a new visitor sleeping in Alley's box........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsbPI3oDcSI/AAAAAAAAA3A/PGqzOBeTBXg/s1600-h/DSCF7727_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsbPI3oDcSI/AAAAAAAAA3A/PGqzOBeTBXg/s400/DSCF7727_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388221755473228066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he not adorable. He had gotten out of his pen over at the neighbor's house (I promise I'm not intentionally taking their animals). He stayed and played with us until his owner got off the bus. At one point we had all four cats and the puppy all playing together in the front yard. Carter loved every minute of it. It's nice having neighbors with adorable pets. You get to play with them and then send them home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsbPv8yzewI/AAAAAAAAA3I/DtzLPIeQWDs/s1600-h/DSCF7731_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsbPv8yzewI/AAAAAAAAA3I/DtzLPIeQWDs/s400/DSCF7731_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388222426875394818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-4372651447139242474?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4372651447139242474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=4372651447139242474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4372651447139242474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4372651447139242474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-little-visitors.html' title='Some little visitors....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsbM6azXIjI/AAAAAAAAA24/OEaQIGqdvvo/s72-c/DSCF7728_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3237114399560382490</id><published>2009-09-29T19:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:32:45.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Thanks....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsLB5xsx6nI/AAAAAAAAA2w/5quPAtvDneE/s1600-h/DSCF7722_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsLB5xsx6nI/AAAAAAAAA2w/5quPAtvDneE/s400/DSCF7722_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387081302626396786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the friends who pass things down and to all of Carter's Granny's and Aunt's that have helped to fill up his closets and dresser (and the top of mommy's closet with clothes for later), we appreciate you and your giving spirit. It's blows me away that Travis and I have only bought maybe 20 outfits since he has been born. Thank you for all the money you have saved us. We are grateful for you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-3237114399560382490?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3237114399560382490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3237114399560382490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3237114399560382490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3237114399560382490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/special-thanks.html' title='A Special Thanks....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsLB5xsx6nI/AAAAAAAAA2w/5quPAtvDneE/s72-c/DSCF7722_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-5790841074817007019</id><published>2009-09-28T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:56:16.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wonder If He Is Mad...</title><content type='html'>What do you think? This is Carter's new facial expression he is trying out. He makes this face when he hears the words, "No" and "Don't", as well as when he seems to be asking me something that I can't fully interpret. If I had my guess...I would think it is the face he makes when I'm getting on his nerves (to be honest, though I will never let the 17 month old know it, it is slightly intimidating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsF2BWK-9JI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zIReH03-QEM/s1600-h/DSCF7716_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsF2BWK-9JI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zIReH03-QEM/s320/DSCF7716_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386716394815419538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-5790841074817007019?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5790841074817007019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=5790841074817007019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5790841074817007019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5790841074817007019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wonder-if-he-is-mad.html' title='I Wonder If He Is Mad...'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SsF2BWK-9JI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zIReH03-QEM/s72-c/DSCF7716_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-8350997762675517803</id><published>2009-09-26T14:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T14:37:42.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anden's Diaper Cakes</title><content type='html'>Here are the diaper cakes I did for Kristin and baby Anden. I had so much fun making them. i think diaper cakes are my new hobby. If anyone ever wants me to make one for them or for any of their pregnant loved ones, don't hesitate to drop me an email- tararigsby@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr6HlRrTZdI/AAAAAAAAA2g/Erhrhc90y0w/s1600-h/DSCF7710_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr6HlRrTZdI/AAAAAAAAA2g/Erhrhc90y0w/s400/DSCF7710_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385891278851630546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr6HlPkKmYI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/wNd7UxTacrE/s1600-h/DSCF7712_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr6HlPkKmYI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/wNd7UxTacrE/s400/DSCF7712_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385891278284822914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-8350997762675517803?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8350997762675517803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=8350997762675517803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8350997762675517803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8350997762675517803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/andens-diaper-cakes.html' title='Anden&apos;s Diaper Cakes'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr6HlRrTZdI/AAAAAAAAA2g/Erhrhc90y0w/s72-c/DSCF7710_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3055003874635960624</id><published>2009-09-25T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:23:01.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carter and Hayden's "Play Date"</title><content type='html'>It was adorable watching these two interact. There was so much jibber-jabbing going on between them in Carter's "ball world". They plotted against us several times sneaking off to different rooms. He decided to give her a tour of his bedroom and all we seen was the tail of a dress and his little rear end as they rounded the corner. Hayden was bound and determined to blow on Carter's belly and she did finally reach her goal. He didn't find it as funny as she did :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2VYUpH6wI/AAAAAAAAA2I/dei3tCdEfPQ/s1600-h/DSCF7692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2VYUpH6wI/AAAAAAAAA2I/dei3tCdEfPQ/s320/DSCF7692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385624974495574786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2VX-gnP9I/AAAAAAAAA2A/Hiwww_ufT3Q/s1600-h/DSCF7675_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2VX-gnP9I/AAAAAAAAA2A/Hiwww_ufT3Q/s320/DSCF7675_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385624968554299346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2VXnaL6AI/AAAAAAAAA14/PLZPE0TFvtU/s1600-h/DSCF7680_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2VXnaL6AI/AAAAAAAAA14/PLZPE0TFvtU/s320/DSCF7680_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385624962353326082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2W-xxD7aI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/8z9K34_fS7c/s1600-h/DSCF7696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2W-xxD7aI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/8z9K34_fS7c/s320/DSCF7696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385626734660152738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2VXO3iNTI/AAAAAAAAA1w/zFa8GnGFVPc/s1600-h/DSCF7698_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2VXO3iNTI/AAAAAAAAA1w/zFa8GnGFVPc/s320/DSCF7698_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385624955765536050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2VWnHGDSI/AAAAAAAAA1o/k28F5XcWPIg/s1600-h/DSCF7673_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2VWnHGDSI/AAAAAAAAA1o/k28F5XcWPIg/s320/DSCF7673_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385624945093381410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-3055003874635960624?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3055003874635960624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3055003874635960624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3055003874635960624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3055003874635960624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/carter-and-haydens-play-date.html' title='Carter and Hayden&apos;s &quot;Play Date&quot;'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2VYUpH6wI/AAAAAAAAA2I/dei3tCdEfPQ/s72-c/DSCF7692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-536359643890236192</id><published>2009-09-25T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:08:49.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Men At Work</title><content type='html'>Travis bought a new weedeater and Carter was all about helping put it together. I sat there thinking, "why is there a weedeater in our living room?" when there's a garage out there with tools and a work bench and not a 17-month-old but it was a cute moment watching them work together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2SOCy91ZI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ZSrh8LeishY/s1600-h/DSCF7656_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2SOCy91ZI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ZSrh8LeishY/s320/DSCF7656_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385621499371443602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2SN22DhfI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/3zGBtBe9xTU/s1600-h/DSCF7641_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2SN22DhfI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/3zGBtBe9xTU/s320/DSCF7641_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385621496163173874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-536359643890236192?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/536359643890236192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=536359643890236192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/536359643890236192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/536359643890236192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/men-at-work.html' title='Men At Work'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sr2SOCy91ZI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ZSrh8LeishY/s72-c/DSCF7656_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-6386455017588528684</id><published>2009-09-07T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:37:14.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love waking up to this little man and his wild hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SqXQpVVliZI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/SoG4SMTsqw4/s1600-h/mornin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SqXQpVVliZI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/SoG4SMTsqw4/s200/mornin2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378934738484824466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SqXQo3lj7dI/AAAAAAAAA0I/N0hJtKjVcQA/s1600-h/mornin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SqXQo3lj7dI/AAAAAAAAA0I/N0hJtKjVcQA/s200/mornin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378934730498764242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SqXQom5CJGI/AAAAAAAAA0A/y0qFM9Mz-MI/s1600-h/wakeywakey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SqXQom5CJGI/AAAAAAAAA0A/y0qFM9Mz-MI/s200/wakeywakey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378934726017033314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-6386455017588528684?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6386455017588528684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=6386455017588528684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6386455017588528684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6386455017588528684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-waking-up-to-this-little-man-and.html' title='I Love waking up to this little man and his wild hair'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SqXQpVVliZI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/SoG4SMTsqw4/s72-c/mornin2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-8030382728343196728</id><published>2009-08-30T20:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:51:40.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps_xNtH9gI/AAAAAAAAAzg/SLKP5ppE4J4/s1600-h/DSCF7470_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps_xNtH9gI/AAAAAAAAAzg/SLKP5ppE4J4/s400/DSCF7470_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375960694921885186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps_wteaB3I/AAAAAAAAAzY/3P-7StudQzc/s1600-h/DSCF7468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps_wteaB3I/AAAAAAAAAzY/3P-7StudQzc/s400/DSCF7468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375960686270220146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps_al388HI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/CKoSdnwaMWc/s1600-h/DSCF7499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps_al388HI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/CKoSdnwaMWc/s400/DSCF7499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375960306272759922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps_aM7YDKI/AAAAAAAAAzI/7lYlu2I0GTg/s1600-h/DSCF7474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps_aM7YDKI/AAAAAAAAAzI/7lYlu2I0GTg/s400/DSCF7474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375960299576233122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "besty" Miranda Furbee did an AWESOME job on this cupcake cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps_ZZkVUhI/AAAAAAAAAy4/wfIpZrts9fI/s1600-h/DSCF7489_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps_ZZkVUhI/AAAAAAAAAy4/wfIpZrts9fI/s400/DSCF7489_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375960285789377042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps9hH1oh4I/AAAAAAAAAyo/ycXbFonMlRU/s1600-h/DSCF7466_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps9hH1oh4I/AAAAAAAAAyo/ycXbFonMlRU/s400/DSCF7466_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375958219445798786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps9gwAtnuI/AAAAAAAAAyg/FRepinFHZRA/s1600-h/DSCF7467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps9gwAtnuI/AAAAAAAAAyg/FRepinFHZRA/s400/DSCF7467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375958213049818850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps9gc15SBI/AAAAAAAAAyY/GO8moGmvU84/s1600-h/DSCF7483_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps9gc15SBI/AAAAAAAAAyY/GO8moGmvU84/s400/DSCF7483_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375958207904172050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps9f5RtAQI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ylKPBO-2okA/s1600-h/DSCF7473_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps9f5RtAQI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ylKPBO-2okA/s400/DSCF7473_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375958198357131522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps9fXNlnXI/AAAAAAAAAyI/fsQGlT_qg0k/s1600-h/DSCF7486_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps9fXNlnXI/AAAAAAAAAyI/fsQGlT_qg0k/s400/DSCF7486_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375958189213064562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SptBTx6i-MI/AAAAAAAAAzo/PTq_XtP_3dA/s1600-h/DSCF7479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SptBTx6i-MI/AAAAAAAAAzo/PTq_XtP_3dA/s400/DSCF7479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375962388269037762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-8030382728343196728?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8030382728343196728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=8030382728343196728&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8030382728343196728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8030382728343196728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-shower.html' title='baby shower'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps_xNtH9gI/AAAAAAAAAzg/SLKP5ppE4J4/s72-c/DSCF7470_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-7499117702757081063</id><published>2009-08-30T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:57:52.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hailey's Shower</title><content type='html'>Here are few pictures from before Hailey's Shower. She looked SO gorgeous. I meant to take pictures during the shower but got busy. Monica and I decorated last night. If I could go back I would be very tempted to have an autumn wedding. The shower really got me in the food for fall. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps03vQ-M0I/AAAAAAAAAyA/B-DgWyFGlRw/s1600-h/DSCF7552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps03vQ-M0I/AAAAAAAAAyA/B-DgWyFGlRw/s400/DSCF7552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375948712381920066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps03SDQiTI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Ur6zMxA-rZ8/s1600-h/DSCF7554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps03SDQiTI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Ur6zMxA-rZ8/s400/DSCF7554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375948704539773234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps026In8MI/AAAAAAAAAxw/oJaRgefIQTc/s1600-h/DSCF7553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps026In8MI/AAAAAAAAAxw/oJaRgefIQTc/s400/DSCF7553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375948698119827650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps02kwizzI/AAAAAAAAAxo/PZBACFNDtcU/s1600-h/DSCF7550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps02kwizzI/AAAAAAAAAxo/PZBACFNDtcU/s400/DSCF7550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375948692381683506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps02Gy55cI/AAAAAAAAAxg/AdI22A9kIhE/s1600-h/DSCF7551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps02Gy55cI/AAAAAAAAAxg/AdI22A9kIhE/s400/DSCF7551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375948684338521538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-7499117702757081063?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7499117702757081063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=7499117702757081063&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7499117702757081063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7499117702757081063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/haileys-shower.html' title='Hailey&apos;s Shower'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sps03vQ-M0I/AAAAAAAAAyA/B-DgWyFGlRw/s72-c/DSCF7552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-4848815076533742252</id><published>2009-08-19T23:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T23:16:23.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a face...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SoznaX1LhgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/0n0XA4DG1Fo/s1600-h/DSCF7373_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SoznaX1LhgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/0n0XA4DG1Fo/s400/DSCF7373_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371922895805842946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving all of Carter's facial expressions. He is such a fun little person. He has several moments every day where he stops playing, comes over, and has to give hugs and kisses. It is so sweet. He also is all about making us laugh. The faces he makes are too cute and he has this fake laugh he does that is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slightly different topic, wanna hear something I find to be one of the biggest blessings ever? No? Well, i'm gonna tell you anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son is obsessed with using the potty. Hopefully his love for the " Pa..Pa...pa"  will continue on. I've been letting him sit on the potty everyday for atleast 30 seconds since he was around 9 months. he thinks it is the coolest thing ever and now that we are getting a routine going, he doesn't like being wet at all. He tries to get his pants off all by himself.  Last night he frantically started smacking his diaper and saying paapaapaapaa so I stripped him down and sat him up there and he went successfully right in time. &lt;br /&gt;He also took four steps today! I'd say it will be atleast 3 weeks before his confidence is up enough so that he doesn't fear for his life when taking steps without mommy or daddy's hand but he will get there. He has been so fearful of falling but he's ready to walk. He scales the house from couch to table to doorfacing to fridge. I think he could possibly scale a building. Travis and I were so excited about the 4 steps, we nearly knocked him off balance. i told Travis that would be the luck, he gets over his fear of falling, lets go of mommy's hand, takes four steps, and boom daddy and mommy knock him down....lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-4848815076533742252?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4848815076533742252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=4848815076533742252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4848815076533742252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4848815076533742252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-face.html' title='What a face...'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SoznaX1LhgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/0n0XA4DG1Fo/s72-c/DSCF7373_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-6417245895359170046</id><published>2009-08-18T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T07:58:54.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PUT DOWN THE SPOON AND MEASURING TAPE AND NO ONE WILL GET HURT</title><content type='html'>It is one thing to compare an apple to another apple, but comparing a person to another person is like comparing an apple to an orange. Such comparisons aren’t useful. And when you compare yourself to others in this way, you always suffer, whether you come out on top or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading through a handful of blogs this morning, I found that quite a few of them bounced around the same topic. Busybodies, drama queens, those who "stir the pot". I feel like I'm constantly blogging about people living as if it were a competition or how I wish people wouldn't bring others down in an effort to feel superior. Don't those that "stir the pot" not realize that they are those that are "dreaded to see coming". The energy and attention they generate is negative and they aren't taken on a serious level. It's hard to respect someone that doesn't show an ounce of respect for anyone else. They are viewed as deceitful beings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you spend any part of your day bringing others down instead of lifting them up, then all you are is a stumbling block. You are better than that. God made you in the hopes that you would be better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love this following quote, it really puts my goals and attitude in perspective....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Past the seeker as he prayed came the crippled and the beggar and the beaten. And seeing them...he cried, "Great God, how is it that a loving creator can see such things and yet do nothing about them?"...God said, "I did do something. I made you.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't created in his image to be those who cripple others spirit, we weren't put here to abuse others emotionally, mentally, physically, or spiritually. We are here in the likeness of him to be an example OF HIM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every situation, I am praying to be SO conscientious of the example I am leaving and I thank God for having the wisdom to not try and "measure up" to anyone else and their life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-6417245895359170046?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6417245895359170046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=6417245895359170046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6417245895359170046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6417245895359170046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/08/put-down-spoon-and-measuring-tape-and.html' title='PUT DOWN THE SPOON AND MEASURING TAPE AND NO ONE WILL GET HURT'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-5749636561532235949</id><published>2009-07-30T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:39:02.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We need an abundant supply of Apples...</title><content type='html'>to keep the doctor away apparently....&lt;br /&gt;I took Carter to the dermatologist Tuesday Morning because he had 2 more spots pop up. They were red and swollen but it didn't seem to phase him. Thankfully. I worked half a day on Wednesday and then we went back to the dermatologist and then over to Carter's wellness visit with Dr. Eastham in Murfreesboro, who by the way says that I'm right, my kid is a genius....haha...kidding....he did say he is very clever and knows a lot of words for his age. Travis says with me as his mom he never stood a chance anyway. Can you believe that? Like I am a talker! This is me we are talking about! I'm not a talker....okay, okay, I won't sit here and lie, especially when I can't get away with it anyway. I know for a fact Kellie will call me on this one............ (and I know you just did that half appauling sigh/half giggle thing right then Kellie):P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, So Then today I took Carter back to the dermatologist. He has 1 more visit with the dermatologist next week and 1 more visit with Dr. Eastham. These $20.00 co-pays are adding up.&lt;br /&gt;First they had said bug bite, then spider bite, then poison ivy, then impetigo, then they thought bad reaction to mosquito bites and now they haven't got a clue what it is but they do know that Amoxicillin is defeating it quickly. It never got to a stage that is favorable for a biopsy so we may never know what is causing this. I'm just glad that he is on an antibiotic that seems to be working. The pediatrician and Travis are adamant about finding out exactly what it is but while I am curious, my focus is more on the fact that the spots are healing really fast and skipped the whole icky nasty looking stage. If it never comes back and we never find out what caused it, then so be it. I just want "IT" out of my baby's system for good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-5749636561532235949?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5749636561532235949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=5749636561532235949&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5749636561532235949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5749636561532235949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-need-abundant-supply-of-apples.html' title='We need an abundant supply of Apples...'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-397406838274062285</id><published>2009-07-30T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:14:39.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Helpers "Day Off"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SnJ82FC-LWI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/CcJefhSNd7M/s1600-h/DSCF7307_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SnJ82FC-LWI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/CcJefhSNd7M/s400/DSCF7307_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364487374661102946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Little Helper here decided to take a day off from helping mommy and instead decided to change mommy's "filing system" at work. I look over my shoulder while trying to get some things done at the office, only to find Carter flipping through a Material Data safety sheet file.....nice. We also played rip the receipt book :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-397406838274062285?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/397406838274062285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=397406838274062285&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/397406838274062285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/397406838274062285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-helpers-day-off.html' title='Little Helpers &quot;Day Off&quot;'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SnJ82FC-LWI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/CcJefhSNd7M/s72-c/DSCF7307_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-8082060683036863343</id><published>2009-07-30T10:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:28:26.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you are going to try to impress anyone....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Picture it...It is winter time and outside it is bitter-cold. The house is warm and cozy but there's this draft of cold air coming in from somewhere. You finally see that just in the corner of the front door, there is a little gap and you can feel the chilling air coming through. In order to keep the bitter cold air out, what do you need to do?  Ahh, yes, you must fill the gap.  It's the same circumstance with our Lord and Savior. We must work coninuously to fill the gaps so that the bitterness from Satan can not get ahold of us. When you feel a distance between yourself and God, there is only one guess on which one of you moved. The good book says, God's Love is constant, From the beginning of time, he has not changed, he will not change. We must strive to stay close, always walk in his path, and never rely on only ourselves for anything Because we will ultimately fail on our own- every time. Don't be your own stumbling block. Rid yourself of Pride. Don't try to live a life that "Man" would be proud of but instead live a life that Our Lord can be proud of. If you are going to try to impress anyone, let it be Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-8082060683036863343?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8082060683036863343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=8082060683036863343&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8082060683036863343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8082060683036863343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-you-are-going-to-try-to-impress.html' title='If you are going to try to impress anyone....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-2992976497484632601</id><published>2009-07-28T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T08:05:19.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into Everything...Everywhere..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sm8TnJ8iCTI/AAAAAAAAAto/C4_rg5lNDOs/s1600-h/DSCF7278_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sm8TnJ8iCTI/AAAAAAAAAto/C4_rg5lNDOs/s400/DSCF7278_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363527244627183922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sm8TmxXZvHI/AAAAAAAAAtg/icnlSe4l9GI/s1600-h/DSCF7296_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sm8TmxXZvHI/AAAAAAAAAtg/icnlSe4l9GI/s400/DSCF7296_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363527238028999794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-2992976497484632601?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2992976497484632601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=2992976497484632601&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2992976497484632601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2992976497484632601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/into-everythingeverywhere.html' title='Into Everything...Everywhere..'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sm8TnJ8iCTI/AAAAAAAAAto/C4_rg5lNDOs/s72-c/DSCF7278_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-2941147128084604748</id><published>2009-07-28T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T08:00:57.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noticing a Pattern....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sm8SaVdC8NI/AAAAAAAAAtY/EmOJM6qOMeo/s1600-h/DSCF7292_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sm8SaVdC8NI/AAAAAAAAAtY/EmOJM6qOMeo/s400/DSCF7292_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363525924866420946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sm8SaFNoOcI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Td7H8XlEiTw/s1600-h/DSCF7275_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sm8SaFNoOcI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Td7H8XlEiTw/s400/DSCF7275_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363525920506788290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sm8SZ2NBVZI/AAAAAAAAAtI/aFzv77PZ5lM/s1600-h/DSCF7277_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sm8SZ2NBVZI/AAAAAAAAAtI/aFzv77PZ5lM/s400/DSCF7277_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363525916477707666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I breaking any child labor laws :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-2941147128084604748?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2941147128084604748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=2941147128084604748&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2941147128084604748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2941147128084604748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/noticing-pattern.html' title='Noticing a Pattern....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sm8SaVdC8NI/AAAAAAAAAtY/EmOJM6qOMeo/s72-c/DSCF7292_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-8156712615458306738</id><published>2009-07-24T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:23:11.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show us your dress</title><content type='html'>Not the best picture but I'm way too lazy to scan a picture so here it is. It came from Kathy's Bridal of course. :o)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SmoJRhmikPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/dU0cs-Kn0a0/s1600-h/dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SmoJRhmikPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/dU0cs-Kn0a0/s400/dress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362108503020441842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-8156712615458306738?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8156712615458306738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=8156712615458306738&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8156712615458306738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8156712615458306738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/show-us-your-dress.html' title='Show us your dress'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SmoJRhmikPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/dU0cs-Kn0a0/s72-c/dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-101609122413606939</id><published>2009-07-21T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T07:09:02.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips Along the Way- Edited to ADD</title><content type='html'>Anyone who truely knows me, knows that the simplest things make me giddy. I was thinking today of all the cool little tips I have learned from people and decided I need to make a running list so I don't forget any of them and I want to share this off the wall, second nature, common sense stuff with you fine folks, (Even though the things I find cool may be "old news" or too "common sense" for you) There are just some things that i would have never thought about but everyone else in the world may react like, "well who wouldn't have thought of that". Any way, i digress....&lt;br /&gt;My list is short for now but i will come back and add tips over time. If you have any tips to add, please let me know! It will make my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Always tape your receipt/warranty to the back of the merchandise. Example-  Cd Player receipt/warranty- Bam!- tape it to the back of it so you will always know where the receipt is when or if you need to return the item. Definitely less of a chance of throwing the receipt away or misplacing it if it is stuck to the item in question :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Rinse out can goods/can cat food after use so that when you throw the can away there isn't any lingering odor in the trash can :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Freeze a couple packs of ketchup so that when toddlers/ young children get  boo boos, you will have little ice packs on hand just the right size -(i love that one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you have a busy week ahead, Cook twice the amount you would normally cook and freeze half for a quick meal another day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Regardless of how tired you are, resist the urge to leave your dishes dirty in the kitchen overnight. There is nothing more depressing than waking up to a dirty kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.For longer lasting pantyhose, try freezing them before you wear them. Just wet, wring out and toss in a plastic bag to freeze. Thaw and hang to dry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Use a lightweight pot for boiling pasta; water will come to its initial boil faster and will return to the boil faster, too, saving time and preventing the pasta from clumping at the bottom of the pot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Never use disinfectants to clean the fridge, foods will pick up taste and odor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.When doing laundry, add detergent to the washer first. Pouring detergent on clothing can cause fabrics to fade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Wiping the inside of the fridge with vinegar helps prevent mildew because acid kills mildew fungus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. To keep your extension cords from getting tangled, insert them into a empty toilet paper roll to store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Use small zip lock bags to hold jewelry and keep each piece separate. I bought the plastic bags in the wedding/party supply area at walmart and keep my necklace charms in one and each bracelet in a separate one so that they are easier to find in my drawer and won't get tangled up. I also keep all my cross charms in one bag and rings in another. Great for organizing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. To keep your plastic containers from getting stained from tomato based foods, rub the inside with vegetable oil before placing the food in the container. (I lightly coat with cooking spray)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Odor producing mold and bacteria in garbage cans: sprinkle 1/2 cup Borax in the bottom of the garbage can. (Borax can be found at walmart on the laundry detergent isle, on the end closest to grocery section for about $4 and will last you a loooong time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Vinegar is my best friend, just search the internet for all its uses and you will be amazed. Baking soda and lemon is on that list as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Clean those dirty, dusty, mini-blinds in your house in a snap! Fill the bathtub with warm, soapy water and let the blinds soak. If they are white blinds add a little bleach to get rid of any stains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Remove spilled nail polish from wood furniture: Don't wipe it up! The solvents in nail polish soften most finishes, and wiping may take off the finish. Instead, let the polish dry completely; then gently scrape it off with a credit card. Wax the surface, using superfine steel wool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Wash your child's toys after an illness to prevent reinfection or infection of another child- and change the bed sheets and pillowcases!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Before tossing that tube of toothpaste, cut a slant in the end of the tube and use up the rest of the toothpaste in there. There comes a certain point that it is a lot easier to squeeze it out of the other end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Keep a small/medium (whatever size you prefer) in the trunk/back of your vehicle for groceries that way you don't have to rush those refridgerated items home. - Very good idea if you shop at Sams and have a 45 minute drive home :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-101609122413606939?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/101609122413606939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=101609122413606939&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/101609122413606939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/101609122413606939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/tips-along-way.html' title='Tips Along the Way- Edited to ADD'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-5014612367161999737</id><published>2009-07-21T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:37:27.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone is worn out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SmYmZOVNMiI/AAAAAAAAAs4/uREoasHnpH0/s1600-h/DSCF7228_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SmYmZOVNMiI/AAAAAAAAAs4/uREoasHnpH0/s400/DSCF7228_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361014621216780834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a direct result of someone taking a nice 2 hour nap, the house is clean and I'm getting to clean out my box of miscellaneous items! you have no idea how happy I am to tackle that box. No matter what I do I never find time to empty it and it haunts me so today is the day to try and conquer the goal of seeing "the bottom of the barrell"...Pray for me ladies ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-5014612367161999737?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5014612367161999737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=5014612367161999737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5014612367161999737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5014612367161999737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/someone-is-worn-out.html' title='Someone is worn out!'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SmYmZOVNMiI/AAAAAAAAAs4/uREoasHnpH0/s72-c/DSCF7228_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-6939959775998964554</id><published>2009-07-19T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:04:19.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AWARD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SmPBQG_dPKI/AAAAAAAAAsw/q5yumdLCkpM/s1600-h/Love_Ya_Award1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SmPBQG_dPKI/AAAAAAAAAsw/q5yumdLCkpM/s400/Love_Ya_Award1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360340463999859874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lovely LeAnne Grissom passed this award on to me and I thank her SO much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This award is bestowed on to blogs that are exceedingly charming. These kind of bloggers aim to find and be friends. They ARE NOT interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to six bloggers who must choose six more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award. I pass this award to the following lovely &amp; charming bloggers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KELLIE ROWLAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAILEY DISHMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIM FROM OUR FABULOUS FOUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VALERIE ADCOCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LINDSEY MATHENY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAIGE AT LAUREL'S BOUTIQUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I HAVE ABOUT TEN MORE PEOPLE I COULD EASILY ADD :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-6939959775998964554?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6939959775998964554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=6939959775998964554&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6939959775998964554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6939959775998964554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/award.html' title='AWARD'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SmPBQG_dPKI/AAAAAAAAAsw/q5yumdLCkpM/s72-c/Love_Ya_Award1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-2403139924838667483</id><published>2009-07-16T16:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T16:46:21.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! Carter went potty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-7NBNO7TI/AAAAAAAAAso/anbDNoHYrcQ/s1600-h/DSCF7218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-7NBNO7TI/AAAAAAAAAso/anbDNoHYrcQ/s400/DSCF7218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359207913930812722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry the picture is a little fuzzy. I have been getting Carter acquaintanted with the Potty this week. He Loves sitting on it and flushing. Today when I sat him on it, He actually used it! We are off to a great start! Please pray we have an easy transition as possible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-2403139924838667483?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2403139924838667483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=2403139924838667483&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2403139924838667483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2403139924838667483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay-carter-went-potty.html' title='Yay! Carter went potty!'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-7NBNO7TI/AAAAAAAAAso/anbDNoHYrcQ/s72-c/DSCF7218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-6970533881925950238</id><published>2009-07-16T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:41:53.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a Surprise Visitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-CCQEUflI/AAAAAAAAAsg/yW54sPVmRSg/s1600-h/DSCF7157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-CCQEUflI/AAAAAAAAAsg/yW54sPVmRSg/s400/DSCF7157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359145056778616402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had planted some pink and yellow Lillies last year and much to my surprise this stargazer popped up instead. It smells amazing. I am going to intentionally plant some more :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-6970533881925950238?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6970533881925950238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=6970533881925950238&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6970533881925950238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6970533881925950238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/surprise-visitor.html' title='a Surprise Visitor'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-CCQEUflI/AAAAAAAAAsg/yW54sPVmRSg/s72-c/DSCF7157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3404530895905091165</id><published>2009-07-16T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:38:35.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Little Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-Bq9k21PI/AAAAAAAAAsY/llPGFRmsMyg/s1600-h/DSCF7171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-Bq9k21PI/AAAAAAAAAsY/llPGFRmsMyg/s400/DSCF7171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359144656677819634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-BfxDbQqI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/s9iZDclE0l8/s1600-h/DSCF7164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-BfxDbQqI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/s9iZDclE0l8/s400/DSCF7164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359144464337814178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-BSCjhxQI/AAAAAAAAAsI/8Q3Qg_ZamtY/s1600-h/DSCF7167_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-BSCjhxQI/AAAAAAAAAsI/8Q3Qg_ZamtY/s400/DSCF7167_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359144228517692674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-3404530895905091165?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3404530895905091165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3404530895905091165&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3404530895905091165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3404530895905091165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/mommys-little-helper.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Little Helper'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl-Bq9k21PI/AAAAAAAAAsY/llPGFRmsMyg/s72-c/DSCF7171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-5315389169129199509</id><published>2009-07-16T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:34:59.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now i know what "bbbbrrrrrrr" means</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl9-ZeYX2oI/AAAAAAAAAro/XzxvdWkqUqY/s1600-h/DSCF7186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl9-ZeYX2oI/AAAAAAAAAro/XzxvdWkqUqY/s400/DSCF7186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359141057711299202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is that out there in the distance, you ask...well let's take a closer look......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl9-0Wm5VDI/AAAAAAAAArw/G9_M_3OmXoo/s1600-h/DSCF7188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl9-0Wm5VDI/AAAAAAAAArw/G9_M_3OmXoo/s400/DSCF7188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359141519481197618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl9_C8_kFtI/AAAAAAAAAr4/ukCpMuJWVWQ/s1600-h/DSCF7194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl9_C8_kFtI/AAAAAAAAAr4/ukCpMuJWVWQ/s400/DSCF7194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359141770303379154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl9_ZxGPxFI/AAAAAAAAAsA/NTSxIZ0O29Y/s1600-h/DSCF7196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl9_ZxGPxFI/AAAAAAAAAsA/NTSxIZ0O29Y/s400/DSCF7196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359142162247173202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you have probably already guessed, it's a certain little someone growing up WAY too fast. My parents couldn't hold the guilt in any longer and finally admitted that a certain little someone belonging to an over protective mommy has been broken in on a certain Papa's tractor....tisk, tisk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seeing as how there's a little guy who has fallen head over heals in love with his "bbbrrrbbbrrr trac trac" i guess I'll have to give in and let him grow up a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to put him on the other Papa's Kubota :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-5315389169129199509?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/5315389169129199509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=5315389169129199509&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5315389169129199509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/5315389169129199509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-i-know-what-bbbbrrrrrrr-means.html' title='Now i know what &quot;bbbbrrrrrrr&quot; means'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl9-ZeYX2oI/AAAAAAAAAro/XzxvdWkqUqY/s72-c/DSCF7186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-385798272587073232</id><published>2009-07-15T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:42:06.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVE SIMPLY. SPEAK KINDLY. LOVE DEEPLY.</title><content type='html'>This is the neatest thing I have seen in a really long time. My uncle put this together for the kids and they absolutely loved it. Carter was making the  "bbbbbbrrrrrrrr" noise ALL day long. You would have thought they were at an amuzement park. It's amazing what you can do with a lawn mower and a few plastic water tanks :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl5ZLwI3_nI/AAAAAAAAArY/s5_44gl2gVI/s1600-h/DSCF7099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl5ZLwI3_nI/AAAAAAAAArY/s5_44gl2gVI/s400/DSCF7099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358818665053027954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl5Y1xqox4I/AAAAAAAAArQ/O-AWltlEN6A/s1600-h/DSCF7095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl5Y1xqox4I/AAAAAAAAArQ/O-AWltlEN6A/s400/DSCF7095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358818287505950594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl5YW3AKIkI/AAAAAAAAArI/Lgg_nzAH5OQ/s1600-h/DSCF7088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl5YW3AKIkI/AAAAAAAAArI/Lgg_nzAH5OQ/s400/DSCF7088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358817756362449474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl5ZVswrSzI/AAAAAAAAArg/oC2rA1TxREc/s1600-h/DSCF7104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl5ZVswrSzI/AAAAAAAAArg/oC2rA1TxREc/s400/DSCF7104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358818835944917810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for a family that continues to remind me to be thankful for the simplicities of life. I couldn't have imagined a better way to have spent our day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-385798272587073232?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/385798272587073232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=385798272587073232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/385798272587073232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/385798272587073232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/live-simply-speak-kindly-love-deeply.html' title='LIVE SIMPLY. SPEAK KINDLY. LOVE DEEPLY.'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl5ZLwI3_nI/AAAAAAAAArY/s5_44gl2gVI/s72-c/DSCF7099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3179896269278186422</id><published>2009-07-15T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:17:40.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Basics!</title><content type='html'>Even though I just bought my 96 load detergent from the Melaluca company, I "jumped the gun" and went ahead and picked up the ingredients for my homemade laundry detergent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl5WF3MSYOI/AAAAAAAAArA/hKKrnas8PhY/s1600-h/DSCF7209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358815265332289762" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl5WF3MSYOI/AAAAAAAAArA/hKKrnas8PhY/s400/DSCF7209.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super excited to try it out but I will wait until I am done with the other. In the meantime minus the bar of fels-Naptha soap, the same ingredients make dishwashing detergent and that I am going to try. Yay! All 3 ingredients only cost around $8.00 total and goes a super long way and it smells good without the soap added which is supposed to be better for Carter's skin. If you want to check out the site I go to for all the fun tips on getting back to basics, here is the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iamfrugal.blogspot.com/2008/10/doing-laundry-on-budget.html"&gt;http://iamfrugal.blogspot.com/2008/10/doing-laundry-on-budget.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-3179896269278186422?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3179896269278186422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3179896269278186422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3179896269278186422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3179896269278186422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-to-basics.html' title='Back to Basics!'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sl5WF3MSYOI/AAAAAAAAArA/hKKrnas8PhY/s72-c/DSCF7209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-2017171763755638290</id><published>2009-07-15T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:35:36.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Careful Little Ears what you hear....</title><content type='html'>When I was in 3rd grade, the girl that sat next to me came in everyday and told me things that were extremely confusing for me to process. The first thing I remember her explaining to me was that she was having a "fair" with a married man, a few days later she came in sat down, looked up at me and said as I recall, "Welp, I'm pregnant and don't want it". I asked her why God put a baby in her belly and she said because she had "Six".....hmm...&lt;br /&gt;After pondering the information for a little while I told her we needed to go tell the teacher and we did.... (Poor teacher)&lt;br /&gt;I went home and my mom cleared things up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of this the other night while out to eat with Travis and Carter. &lt;br /&gt;A small child sitting at the other table was explaining to his mom (loudly) that so-and-so dumped him because she was putting up with his blankity blank anymore. I don't know how old he was but it was no more than 10 years old. His mother's response was "Uh-uh, was he cheating?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a CD that my mom bought back when my niece was born. It's a four disc set of the sweetest Bible songs. She bought a set for my niece and an extra set for whenever I had a child. 6 years later, I opened them up and got to use them :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited because I remember Naomi singing these songs and knowing almost every word at the age of 3. It's the most beautiful sound to hear and just one of the sweetest recognitions of the Lord and Saviour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been playing it off and there's a great song on there that talks about how you have to be careful little ears what you hear, little eyes what you see, little hands what you do, little minds what you think, because the Father up above is looking down with love, so be careful little ears what you hear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderful song (DEFINITELY FOR ADULTS AS WELL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know "To each their own" but I wish some adults were more careful about what those little ears hear and what those little eyes see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They deserve to be little for as long as they are little, ya know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-2017171763755638290?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/2017171763755638290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=2017171763755638290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2017171763755638290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/2017171763755638290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/be-careful-little-ears-what-you-hear.html' title='Be Careful Little Ears what you hear....'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-6291318901759347027</id><published>2009-07-09T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T10:32:17.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY DOING MY QUESTIONS :o)</title><content type='html'>A-Age: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-Bed Size: QUEEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Chore I dislike the most: CAN ONLY PICK ONE..LOL...DISHES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-Dogs name: NO PUPPIES HERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-Essential start of my day begins with: CARTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F-Favorite Color: I'M GETTING INTO PINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-Gold or Silver: Silver &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H-Height: 5'5ISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-Instrument I play: I CAN PLAY SOME ON PIANO, CAN'T LEARN TO PLAY THE GUITAR TO SAVE MY LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-Job Title: OFFICE MANAGER/DENTAL ASSISTANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-Kids: OWEN CARTER RIGSBY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-Living Arrangements: IN A BLESSED HOME WITH MY HUSBAND, SON, AND CAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-Mom's Name: BRIDGET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-Nicknames: "T3"AND "THAT GIRL"-(THANK YA DR. WILSON)..."RIGSBY" AND SWEETIE AND CARTER CALLS ME MAAMAAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-Over Night Hospital Stay other than child birth:NO OVER NIGHTS OTHER THAN CHILD BIRTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-Pet Peeve: SELFISHNESS, PEOPLE TREATING LIFE AS A COMPETITION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q-Quote from movie: ON MEET THE ROBINSONS WHEN T-REX CAN'T REACH THE BOY IN THE CORNER&lt;br /&gt;Bowler Hat Guy: What's going on? Why aren't you seizing the boy? &lt;br /&gt;T-Rex: I have a big head and little arms. I'm just not sure how well this plan was thought through. &lt;br /&gt;[Bowler Hat Guy glares into his handset] &lt;br /&gt;T-Rex: Master? &lt;br /&gt;(I ABOUT PEE MY PANTS LAUGHING EVERY SINGLE TIME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-Right or Left handed: I WRITE LEFT HANDED BUT DO EVERYTHING ELSE RIGHT HANDED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-Siblings: ONE BROTHER (AND SISTER IN LAW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-Time I Wake Up: UP AT 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U-Underwear: WHATEVER FITS THESE DAYS..LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-Veggies I dislike: BRUSSEL SPROUTS AND HOMONY. I'M JUST NOT IMPRESSED WITH EITHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W-What make me run late: CARTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-X Rays: SEVERAL SEVERAL SEVERAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y-Yummy Foods I Make: KILLER BAKED BEANS, DEVILED EGGS, ROASTED POTATOES, CHICKEN SALAD SANDWICHES, HOLY COW CAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z-Zoo Animals: I love the TIGERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I tag 3 of my friends: I TAG WHOEVER IS READING THIS WHO HASN'T ALREADY DONE THIS QUIZ IN THE PAST 3 MONTHS :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-6291318901759347027?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/6291318901759347027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=6291318901759347027&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6291318901759347027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/6291318901759347027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-doing-my-questions-o.html' title='FINALLY DOING MY QUESTIONS :o)'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-7240421815605597999</id><published>2009-07-09T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T10:09:15.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANIKKI PHOTOGRAPHY GIVEAWAY :o)</title><content type='html'>Photo Contest/Giveaway!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Chanikki Photography is having another giveaway, They are having a photo contest and the prize is a 30 minute mini-session and a free &lt;br /&gt;8x10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fOLLOW THIS LINK FOR MORE DETAILS!&lt;br /&gt;http://chanikkiimagery.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-7240421815605597999?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/7240421815605597999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=7240421815605597999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7240421815605597999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/7240421815605597999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/chanikki-photography-giveaway-o.html' title='CHANIKKI PHOTOGRAPHY GIVEAWAY :o)'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-4501321118800489705</id><published>2009-07-08T09:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:12:45.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you have some good juicy gossip, PLEASE don't sit next to me!</title><content type='html'>Quite often , across my mind wonders the thought of, "I wish I had never known....."&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever hear about so-and-so who cheated on so-and-so or just about anything negative anyone did to anyone else. I know Gossip sometimes seems to be what makes some conversations worth while and is just a part of our lives. I doubt any of us make it a week around a group of other people without learning something new about someone else. I really believe though that it is best to take what you hear as a grain of salt and don't base your opinion of someone on what you have heard be it true or false because it isn't fair to you or the other person to characterize them on something that is hearsay (and none of your business). What brought me to this blog post is that when i hear that someone close to me has been cheated on or done wrong, everyone has an opinion on what that person should do about it but when It comes down to it, that person is going to make whatever decision they come up with based on what they can live with, not what anyone else, including myself can live with. We are all made up of different dynamics. we all have different ways of thinking so a bunch of people venting and talking about someone else's situation really does nothing but occupy those people's time with negative thoughts about a situation that is really none of their business, close friend involved or not. I've been one of those people filled with the negative thoughts and out of (my) place opinions. It isn't healthy and does nothing good for anyone. When it comes to negativity, I don't want any part in it. There are some situations where being naive can actually be a true blessing. I believe the less I know, the better person I can be so please help Tara be a better person and don't tell her anything negative you heard about anyone. I'm all about thinkin some happy thoughts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-4501321118800489705?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4501321118800489705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=4501321118800489705&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4501321118800489705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4501321118800489705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-you-have-some-good-juicy-gossip.html' title='If you have some good juicy gossip, PLEASE don&apos;t sit next to me!'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-8301284414391323296</id><published>2009-07-03T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:49:10.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barely Coming up for Air</title><content type='html'>This is me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sk7nHFkJRCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/eFDJD40RaR0/s1600-h/rabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sk7nHFkJRCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/eFDJD40RaR0/s400/rabbit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354471115928978466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahyayayayayayayaah......this will probably be a long "catch up" post so pace yourself. you also may want to be extremely bored before taking this on or if you can't sleep, it may cure that too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......It is 11pm and I have a pot of coffee brewing. I'm in for a long night.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm currently living in a whirl wind, bouncing from one busy job to the next while being mommy to the sweetest, into everything, rowdy, cuddly, little boy. Last Sunday, it was as if Carter woke up as a full blown toddler. If I didn't know any better, I would almost think I watched the transformation before my very eyes. He looked up at me with this little smirk on his face and there was this gleam in his eye and he was off. He went for every known "No No" in the house. From the xbox to the dvds to the toilet to the cabinet with his beloved "No No hammer". Every since that day, that's how everyday has been. We have hit the "Into everything Stage" wide open. Let me tell you, it sure is a fun milestone. I've found myself a few times wanting to laugh at how cute he is and want to cry at how worn out from chasing him I am all within the same 10 seconds. He is So funny. He will go right for a "NO NO Carter don't touch it" Object and he will touch it over and over and over and then turn around, point at mommy and/or daddy and say "Neo Neo..Don't....Dooon't". And then you can't help but smile/laugh which makes him 1. know that he is cute 2. thinks it is now okay to touch said "No No carter don't touch it" item. whew..it's a mess. &lt;br /&gt;I'm learning that the house can't always be "intact" so that new understanding is helping me become more laid back about what all that child can drag out. I also learned over the past few weeks that I don't feel good. At all. I feel low on energy, out of shape, weak, and tired all the time. That treadmill hasn't had a visit from me in 2 weeks, I completely forgot about going to the tanning bed after buying minutes and it is only 1 minute down the road. I'm just blah. I'm happy and content but at the same time I'm just feeling very unorganized and scattered. I don't like feeling unaccomplished or behind and i have felt this way for weeks. I guess 2 jobs and raising a 14 month old while trying to keep the house up, dinners cooked, and bathe on a regular basis can do that to a person. How have women done all this all these years and why do I suddenly feel like I can't keep up? I am going to have to get a system going. I thought I had one but apparently it expired or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sk7kQ_g5u3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/3fl0YQIca6E/s1600-h/tired.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354467987568573298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sk7kQ_g5u3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/3fl0YQIca6E/s400/tired.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The office is super busy. We have patients pouring in which is a blessing but I have definitely felt overwhelmed lately. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sk7lYS4HPKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/qLmIoeFFsEY/s1600-h/office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 84px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sk7lYS4HPKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/qLmIoeFFsEY/s400/office.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354469212536913058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've had to make 2 trips in 1 week out of town to my boss's other offices and I'm back working at Dr. Wilson's every Wednesday which I really enjoy. I just feel like I have 2 weeks worth of work crammed into every week and it's like I'm thinking of everything I need to do at Dr. J's office and everything I need to remember/learn for Dr. Wilson's and I have my continuing education hours to finish up and the whole time i'm thinking of all of that or doing all of that, in my head all I can think of is I need to be at home teaching my child how to walk and pronunciate and get aqcuainted with using the potty as opposed to throwing stuff in it and beggin mommy to "fush it".&lt;br /&gt;Carter hasn't had an easy week this past week either. Bless his heart. He is dealing with some major teething issues, belly issues, and another issue going on. Months back, I noticed that Carter had what seemed to be a bad reaction to a bug bite. His ankle was swollen and had a nasty looking sore. My first thought was that he had been stung but oddly didn't cry. I gave him benadryl, put anti-itch cream on it, checked his temp and called the dr. The next morning bright and early I took him to Dr. Eastham. He concluded that it looked like a spider bite so i had the office sprayed and my vehicle because those were the 2 places we had been the most that day. About 2 months later, another spot came up identical the one before. I put the cream the dr. prescribed and Travis got Orkin to come spray at the house. Orkin told us they couldn't find a single spider in our house which made us feel better but we have them set up to come every 2 months just in case. Then Tuesday morning, Carter has 2 new spots come up. The Dr. said it could be poison Ivy which would make sense because the last surgery patient Monday had poison Ivy down his arm and I helped him walk to his car but Carter doesn't react to these spots, No itching, scratching, rubbing. It's like they don't exist to him but the Dr. says everyone reacts differently, so yeah, we think, it's poison Ivy. I asked him to refer us to a dermatologist just because I want to know 100% what this is exactly. We finally got in to see him today. The dermatologist said it was in the healing stage (which was obvious) The sore seems to go through a 2-3 day course and dries up leaving a faint birthmark look behind. since it was in the healing stage, they couldn't do any testing but he said it looks and sounds just like impetigo which is a bacterial skin infection caused either contact with someone who has it in the active stage or by the bacteria Streptococcus (Strep throat). it is basically a staph infection that is treatable and is (Thank God not contagious once the sore begins to dry up). We have to wait until he has another sore pop up before they can test to know for sure but even though it is hard to get rid of, it is treatable with antibiotics. The whole situation is just so full of irony. I am over protective. I don't like Carter to be near germs, I'm constantly weary of kids around him thinking about all the stuff they can get from other kids at school. I about stroke out if his hand touches the buggy at the store, i wash his shopping cart cover religiously, I use the highchair cover too. I do not let anyone who even smells of cigarette smoke hold him and if i smell it, I take Carter in the opposite direction. If I know the niece, nephew, or cousins have been sick I will keep Carter home even on holidays and here we are dealing with what could be staph infection. I'm feeling like i have failed him. I know I can't protect him from the world but I really thought with all that I've been doing, that I would have succeeded in protecting him from something like this.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am about to get back to scrubbing my house down and washing everything. Toys, walls, doors, books, clothes, sheets, EVERYTHING!!! It's my attempt for control over the situation plus the bacteria can live up to 60 days on inanimate objects! Supposedly, I'm supposed to rest easy knowing that it is a very common condition for children up to age 6 but no, no resting tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, since all I have done throughout this post is vent negatively, I have to give &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Glory and mention how much I LOVE how he works. Travis and I do not like to touch our's or Carter's saving accounts. This week a lot of surprise bills have popped up (Like my early renewal fee for my dental license $145 and Carter's 3 ounce cream medication for $65). I was telling Travis how my "running money" was becoming my "sitting money" (I know, I'm kinda bad at jokes) and while laughing about how the moment I got my paycheck every bill I pay showed up in the mailbox, I grab a pair of pants out of the top of my closet and when I pull it down, $260.00 I had hidden from myself back I don't even know when, fell down. It was like money fell from the sky..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask that you all please pray for Carter and have a Happy Fourth of July! I will try my best to write a more positive post next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://www.blogger.com/Tara" align="right" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3560783047294418685-8301284414391323296?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/8301284414391323296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=8301284414391323296&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8301284414391323296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/8301284414391323296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/07/barely-coming-up-for-air.html' title='Barely Coming up for Air'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sk7nHFkJRCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/eFDJD40RaR0/s72-c/rabbit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-3597094005679599219</id><published>2009-06-18T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:48:41.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A WONDERFUL READ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://www.blogger.com/Tara" align="right" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/burning-down-house.html"&gt;http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/burning-down-house.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-3597094005679599219?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/3597094005679599219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=3597094005679599219&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3597094005679599219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/3597094005679599219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/wonderful-read.html' title='A WONDERFUL READ!'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-4059397797499710519</id><published>2009-06-12T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T06:00:10.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 YEARS</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346423023059980834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SjJPabR10iI/AAAAAAAAAqM/OULU69tSaZY/s400/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SjJQS--_VKI/AAAAAAAAAqU/YfapSnRKs1c/s1600-h/Hitched.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346423994717263010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SjJQS--_VKI/AAAAAAAAAqU/YfapSnRKs1c/s400/Hitched.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is mine and Travis's 5 year wedding anniversary. I cannot thank the Lord enough for bringing such an amazing man into my life and letting me keep him :o)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SjJPNxVYBMI/AAAAAAAAAqE/U5OkU-kJVwI/s1600-h/gothitched.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SjJPHHn2K7I/AAAAAAAAAp8/LC63f4hZ8fY/s1600-h/mentrav.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://www.blogger.com/Tara" align="right" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3560783047294418685-4059397797499710519?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/4059397797499710519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=4059397797499710519&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4059397797499710519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/4059397797499710519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-years.html' title='5 YEARS'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SjJPabR10iI/AAAAAAAAAqM/OULU69tSaZY/s72-c/us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3560783047294418685.post-945400381300245877</id><published>2009-06-03T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:07:53.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week at the Rigsby House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibziGv1oRI/AAAAAAAAAp0/YQsGks2W4to/s1600-h/DSCF7011_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343225775174033682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibziGv1oRI/AAAAAAAAAp0/YQsGks2W4to/s400/DSCF7011_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of Carter's All Time Favorite Toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343221374868425986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/Sibvh-VOjQI/AAAAAAAAApk/6KGFitseJmQ/s400/DSCF6963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Anti- Clothing and diaper moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvhMtjQeI/AAAAAAAAApU/dlXj_LiNJg0/s1600-h/DSCF6999_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343221361548673506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvhMtjQeI/AAAAAAAAApU/dlXj_LiNJg0/s400/DSCF6999_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Helping" with the laundry&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343221368409511618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvhmRTVsI/AAAAAAAAApc/AhGZg0-x7aQ/s400/DSCF6992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Making sure the basket is empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvH20nJaI/AAAAAAAAApM/SyHMPgHXlGk/s1600-h/DSCF7001_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343220926175978914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvH20nJaI/AAAAAAAAApM/SyHMPgHXlGk/s400/DSCF7001_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;folding clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvHi-2w5I/AAAAAAAAApE/Xn0uOKWP-yk/s1600-h/DSCF7003_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343220920850236306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvHi-2w5I/AAAAAAAAApE/Xn0uOKWP-yk/s400/DSCF7003_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hangin' Out&lt;br /&gt;(notice one of Carter's favorite toys,&lt;br /&gt;a plastic spoon in the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvHZwixSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/dykKIh5uB0w/s1600-h/DSCF6984_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343220918374286626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvHZwixSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/dykKIh5uB0w/s400/DSCF6984_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workin' on his mower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvHLCLcOI/AAAAAAAAAo0/vj4FfxVciVM/s1600-h/DSCF6977_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343220914421723362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvHLCLcOI/AAAAAAAAAo0/vj4FfxVciVM/s400/DSCF6977_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A new facial expression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvG2sU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAos/kPj9wyg37Fg/s1600-h/DSCF6960_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343220908961362322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibvG2sU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAos/kPj9wyg37Fg/s400/DSCF6960_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busted dragging out all the shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343223257381420962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibxPjPTP6I/AAAAAAAAAps/ShZtyCx4clI/s400/DSCF6778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the simplicities in life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;who needs toys when you got 2 empty milk cartons :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3560783047294418685-945400381300245877?l=chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/945400381300245877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3560783047294418685&amp;postID=945400381300245877&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/945400381300245877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3560783047294418685/posts/default/945400381300245877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingafterfaith.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-week-at-rigsby-house.html' title='This Week at the Rigsby House'/><author><name>*TARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00789244164897312158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzqc9w_fd9g/TWGksL5kbII/AAAAAAAABJM/rr74BFOAZ0E/s220/cartnmommy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U5d2zJS_wHE/SibziGv1oRI/AAAAAAAAAp0/YQsGks2W4to/s72-c/DSCF7011_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
