<?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-6057433629452107110</id><updated>2012-02-01T01:49:02.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MeMe Lorie's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>249</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-5217720115955338942</id><published>2011-10-27T09:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T09:57:54.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*GOD WINKS *</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I love it when God winks- I had a significant one recently. I was on a mission trip October 16-21st to Guatemala. I was part of a mission team who have adopted the village of SanAntonio-near Guatemala City and Antigua. Before I left&amp;#160; I got a new journal to write my experiences down in. I put some verses I thought I might need in there.&amp;#160; One day a few weeks before I was just reading the Bible and I found some new verses I did not remember ever reading and I liked them so I put them on index cards to carry with me. I stuck them in my journal just because they were loose.    &lt;br /&gt;The first day of the trip was the 13th straight day of rain. Our village was 3 miles from the road- up a dirt hill then straight down. By prayer and effort our 4wheel drive vehicles made it most of the way up. I had the start of the day and the excitement and will to help me get up that rest of the way and I was very careful going down the mud and slush to get to my destination-the village and the children I had come to see and serve. Fact: San Antonio Suchitepéquez is a municipality in the Suchitepéquez department of Guatemala. It has an elevation of 300m to 500m above sea level. At the end of the day, this overweight, out of shape Grandmother did not realize how hard it would be to walk back up -straight up the mud and slush I had come down- to the trucks. About a half mile. I kept feeling like I couldn't breathe. I was the last person up. The ride back to our hotel&amp;#160; was long and my mind kept saying what if it is still raining tomorrow and trucks can't get up the hill. I did not want to be a burden to everyone or a hindrance. So sadly (very sadly-tearfully) I wondered if I would even go back if&amp;#160; it was raining. I did not tell anyone, but my mind was saying YOU can't. That night as I got out my journal to try and write down some of my feelings, an index card I had written weeks before and just stuck in there fell onto my lap and it said: Yet I will rejoice in the Lord: I will exalt in the Victorious God of my salvation!The Lord God is my Strength, my personal bravery, and my invincible army; He makes my feet like hinds' feet and will make me to walk (not stand still in terror) but to walk and make progress in my high places.&amp;#160; Habakkuk 3:18-19    &lt;br /&gt;I began to cry and I thanked God that He gave me the very verse weeks earlier I would need at such an important time. I went the next day and every following day and that walk got easier and easier. Part of my heart is left on that hill in Guatemala and I am going back.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Nwh95q2nJRY/TqlxbVzoEDI/AAAAAAAACRo/IeeTM41YSHI/s1600-h/Guatemala%25252011%252520229%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Guatemala 11 229" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="Guatemala 11 229" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-JpeilQ4AV58/Tqlxb18FzUI/AAAAAAAACRw/aqWXf5nvEHQ/Guatemala%25252011%252520229_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I shared this on &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/GODwinks" target="_blank"&gt;God winks&lt;/a&gt; on Facebook and wanted to go ahead and share it here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;God is good all the time!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m getting to the good stuff-next the children.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-PbJgfs7giFc/TqlxcJjPajI/AAAAAAAACR4/RtzTlJcrh_Q/s1600-h/untitled%25255B1%25255D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-A-KSNLQLMGE/TqlxcRNzYKI/AAAAAAAACSA/-ywZfkr5xH4/untitled_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-5217720115955338942?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5217720115955338942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=5217720115955338942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/5217720115955338942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/5217720115955338942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/10/god-winks.html' title='*GOD WINKS *'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-JpeilQ4AV58/Tqlxb18FzUI/AAAAAAAACRw/aqWXf5nvEHQ/s72-c/Guatemala%25252011%252520229_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-6566538378247568235</id><published>2011-10-25T13:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T13:28:16.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guatemala- God’s Handiwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;How can you put down in word’s the works of the Father? How can you show His hand moving in lives and circumstances on paper so that the person not experiencing it can get a glimpse? I will feebly try because the last few weeks have been the workings of our Loving God who still works and moves and does miracles every&amp;#160; moment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He put a desire in my heart a long time ago to not just know Him, to not just love Him but to GO. Go ye therefore… I never knew the therefore but I knew some day I would. From the moment I saw the first pair of eyes and saw the work He was doing there ~ I knew this was my time.&amp;#160; I felt the stir one Saturday morning in August and from that moment knew that God would make the way. I got my passport, I got my plane ticket&amp;#160; ( thanks to a loving husband –although he did not really want me to go, he was very reluctant to let me, but who can mess with God’s plan?). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In the month before leaving&amp;#160; when I realized one of the things we would do was provide them a pair of shoes, I made it my goal to see that happen. I thought about my own grandchildren and thought of how much they have. How much we all have. I thought about how every shopping trip to anywhere in the past 8+ years –if I saw something that I wanted for them I got it. If I had the means to buy 100 pairs of crocs on my own I would have done it. So&amp;#160; I did the next best thing -I went to friends- I put on Facebook the need –I shared at church- I told friends.&amp;#160; I did not procure the money for every pair – Crocs gave us some and others collected money. We got the shoes we needed. This was just one of the ways God provided even more than we could ask for. He touched hearts who gave and we filled needs -even more than shoes- financially. We saw our very need met before the trip and knew that God does make a way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In the weeks before and especially days before leaving, I shared my fear of flying with others. Others who promised to pray.&amp;#160; I can tell you on this flight, probably one of my longest ever -I felt the presence of God and I did not cry. Usually I’m so anxious I cannot help it, tears come and I am afraid. But this time I felt the prayers and was almost surprised at how well I did.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sunday –when the plane touched down and we were greeted at the airport- I did not fully know what to expect. I was surprised to drive down the street and see places just like here. Texaco- McDonalds- Lowes and the list goes on and on. The place was different, they spoke a different language, the people look different. The city does not seem as clean and efficient as ours does. It seemed like the city was almost a sepia color compared to America. As we drove from the big city to Antigua –where we were staying we drove through beauty- natural green mountains. That’s where I started to see God’s handiwork in all its beauty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-HrC5yZQEm1I/Tqb_HJGHj9I/AAAAAAAACPo/vvbWWtSPz9k/s1600-h/Guatemala%25252011%252520049%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Guatemala 11 049" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="Guatemala 11 049" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-D2RW9bPqkV8/Tqb_HnMCngI/AAAAAAAACPw/Ad9wEdefVXI/Guatemala%25252011%252520049_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Antigua is a town of beauty-comfort and old handiwork. The streets are cobblestone &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-mg1C603ZOTc/Tqb_Ira0N_I/AAAAAAAACP4/zgSTIA3bh8k/s1600-h/Guatemala%25252011%252520151%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Guatemala 11 151" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="Guatemala 11 151" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Bkfz9cjDZ-k/Tqb_I85nl9I/AAAAAAAACQA/cOSVde6ks94/Guatemala%25252011%252520151_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and all homes, and dwellings are built in a compound format. You drive up to a wall with a gate and enter into a secure area that houses everything. As I entered the gate where we were staying I was surprised and almost in awe of how beautiful our accommodations were – it seemed like such a paradox to what we had come for.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-a8wZi8ZtEyw/Tqb_KFl-XOI/AAAAAAAACQI/-ti4ODW8iGk/s1600-h/Guatemala%25252011%252520256%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Guatemala 11 256" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="Guatemala 11 256" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-gZiM9eWrhUc/Tqb_KnIPUtI/AAAAAAAACQQ/oVWfa-lMaqI/Guatemala%25252011%252520256_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-vECL3Co4IjU/Tqb_L-2ZyCI/AAAAAAAACQY/off_N4iU2Vs/s1600-h/Guatemala%25252011%252520255%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Guatemala 11 255" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="Guatemala 11 255" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-lHb89BjkDtA/Tqb_MthvzqI/AAAAAAAACQg/l0YWwhKcb-k/Guatemala%25252011%252520255_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-m-5xUUEbFpY/Tqb_N3VcblI/AAAAAAAACQo/ew5rR34eq6w/s1600-h/Guatemala%25252011%252520247%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Guatemala 11 247" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="Guatemala 11 247" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-UPSy7CYR3YY/Tqb_Ouom7-I/AAAAAAAACQw/7tDVjIoU87Q/Guatemala%25252011%252520247_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-uqyF3LJ0XgE/Tqb_PhJe9bI/AAAAAAAACQ4/zbJxPFkASyc/s1600-h/Guatemala%25252011%252520242%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Guatemala 11 242" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="Guatemala 11 242" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-xQ-vYy1dDSQ/Tqb_QN7frUI/AAAAAAAACRA/LXwzBbjsVbE/Guatemala%25252011%252520242_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The place we stayed was called Casa Santa Rosa. It was a beautiful, comfortable, safe and secure place to stay. A place to come home to and rest to go back out and do the part we came for. I’m sure that many mission trips are more in the field environment than what we experienced. I know after the time we spent there that our accommodations were&amp;#160; made for our safety and our health more than anything. The fact that they were beautiful and comfortable were just how God gives- more than we could ever imagine or ask for.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow- I will share the real handiwork- the hard stuff- the best stuff. The meat and potatoes- this was just the appetizer.&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Ul4rXuSAM8c/Tqb_QteMXNI/AAAAAAAACRI/rDoB1bxRl0g/s1600-h/Guatemala%25252011%252520179%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Guatemala 11 179" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="Guatemala 11 179" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-D5U9gDh4usk/Tqb_RJKRVMI/AAAAAAAACRQ/bXkBxRKDjoU/Guatemala%25252011%252520179_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-A649kGqdevc/Tqb_RfxLmtI/AAAAAAAACRU/611_OLSoT-A/s1600-h/untitled%25255B1%25255D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-OAv6RH3s9F8/Tqb_RthhI-I/AAAAAAAACRg/9bEvWCTo1sU/untitled_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-6566538378247568235?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6566538378247568235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=6566538378247568235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6566538378247568235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6566538378247568235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/10/guatemala-gods-handiwork.html' title='Guatemala- God’s Handiwork'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-D2RW9bPqkV8/Tqb_HnMCngI/AAAAAAAACPw/Ad9wEdefVXI/s72-c/Guatemala%25252011%252520049_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-351547281767469914</id><published>2011-10-10T11:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T11:25:31.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something about October ….</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It seems like the last few Octobers I have had a day or an event that makes me recollect on where I came from. I just finished the bible study A Confident Heart by Renee Swope and in the last chapter she found paper written by her son entitled –Where I Am From. Renee said God used her son’s words to remind her she doesn’t have to be a perfect mom or a perfect woman. She just needs to be intentional and available to live and love well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wrote these words in October several years ago and shared them again last year, maybe by next year one of my sweet children will write theirs down for me, so I can see their thoughts –(hint-hint).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My parents were close enough to perfect for me and I am thankful for the consistent loving home I grew up in. I think sometimes they need reminding they did a good job.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h6&gt;&lt;a href="http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-come-from.html"&gt;I come from…&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a family of 6. Loving Father, very involved Mother, Older brother, younger sister, baby brother.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where we ate dinner together every night.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I came from a home where Daddy worked, and Mom took care of the kids.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where my Daddy loved my Momma like Jesus loved the church. He put her happiness before his and took very good care of her always.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where parents said no and we did not get everything we wanted, but we got everything we needed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where my Mom made all our clothes, even underwear.When we were little, my sister and I always matched.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where us kids could not wait for 4:30 because Daddy would be coming up the road and he would get out of the car with his folded paper sack saved from lunch and he would hug us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where every day was spent outside playing and running around the neighborhood and we were safe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where we had one television and we all watched TV together at night and the shows were funny and healthy for families. On weekends I loved to watch Shirley Temple movies with my Mom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where there were punishments like being grounded and being spanked, usually by Mom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where all vacations were taken to see other extended family who we loved alot and were very close to.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where we hardly ever went out to eat at restaurants,when we did it was usually after church, to a family style place and Mom usually ordered for all of us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where fast food was a sandwich and chips at home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where we went trick or treating with a pillowcase and came home in an hour or two with a whole bag of candy and we were safe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where my mom worried about me having a weight problem and she watched what I ate in my teen years and was verbal about it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where we all decorated for Christmas. Christmas was very special and we got one good gift and it was laid out like it came from Santa, not wrapped.It was not the quantity of the presents but it was usually something we had expressed a desire for.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where every Sunday was the Lord’s day and we were at church in the morning and the evening. Also Wednesday nights. My daddy was the SS secretary for 20 something years and cooked the supper on Wed. nights.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where there were fusses and tears but we always knew we were loved.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m so thankful for where I come from!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-a7rG7wT0WfY/TpMcaj3lXWI/AAAAAAAACPQ/Mpmz3fXce8k/s1600-h/IMG_3600%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_3600" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="252" alt="IMG_3600" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-oktwMFntvQc/TpMcbuz7FcI/AAAAAAAACPU/y-nL4qWNyvA/IMG_3600_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;59 years ago two people pledged their love, the day after she graduated. Although they had dated since she was 16 and he was 17~It wasn't supposed to last. Two weeks later he flew overseas and served his country. Five years later they had their first little man, two years later came the first girl, three years later the second girl and in their 18th year of marriage what a precious golden haired boy came as a present to them all. The children all grew up good because the Daddy loved the Momma well, just like the Bible says. Now the children have had children who have given them children. All of this from living a life that is pleasing to the one who gave us life~Thank you GOD.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-wUuyWnnbzQQ/TpMccVgibhI/AAAAAAAACPY/NA8mZ4Ou9D0/s1600-h/IMG_3638%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_3638" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="252" alt="IMG_3638" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-CSysQrve_K0/TpMcc2W7w3I/AAAAAAAACPc/wwO4ov2m1_E/IMG_3638_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;October is a good month for remembering…….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-FeoOFpRzd0I/TpMcdUmrf3I/AAAAAAAACPg/GTA1GKPh7rU/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ej_Z0Ew8UHw/TpMceCVE9mI/AAAAAAAACPk/t_cKAZhmGAg/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-351547281767469914?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/351547281767469914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=351547281767469914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/351547281767469914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/351547281767469914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/10/something-about-october.html' title='Something about October ….'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-oktwMFntvQc/TpMcbuz7FcI/AAAAAAAACPU/y-nL4qWNyvA/s72-c/IMG_3600_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-2373852536540497298</id><published>2011-10-04T09:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T09:20:41.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m so excited-I just can’t hide it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have found the verses for this time in my life. They come from Isaiah 61 and they are entitled&amp;#160; The year of the Lord’s Favor in my bible- NIV.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me,    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; because the LORD has anointed me    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; to proclaim good news to the poor.    &lt;br /&gt;He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; to proclaim freedom for the captives    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; and release from darkness for the prisoners,&lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah+61&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-18845a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; to proclaim the year of the LORD’s favor    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; and the day of vengeance of our God,    &lt;br /&gt;to comfort all who mourn,    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; and provide for those who grieve in Zion—    &lt;br /&gt;to bestow on them a crown of beauty    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; instead of ashes,    &lt;br /&gt;the oil of joy    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; instead of mourning,    &lt;br /&gt;and a garment of praise    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; instead of a spirit of despair.    &lt;br /&gt;They will be called oaks of righteousness,    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; a planting of the LORD    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; for the display of his splendor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am thanking Him now for this season of my life that began with hurt and&amp;#160; the ashes of a job I loved, and now is a time to praise and serve. Mostly I thank God for&amp;#160; giving me many desires of my heart during this time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have been a supporter of Christian Women’s Job Corp since its beginning. I always wanted to be a mentor, but I did not want to not be able to do a good job. I always said to myself when life slows down I will be a mentor. Thank you Lord, I became a mentor a few weeks ago. I am going to walk beside a sweet lady who is trying to have a better life and I feel so grateful and humbled to be able to spend time with her and help her set goals and reach them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I also have long desired to be on a foreign mission field. In a bible study I am doing, we were supposed to share what we wanted to be when we grew up. I wanted to be a missionary. I wanted to be a singer. I wanted to be a hairdresser. I wanted to be a Mom.&amp;#160; I have all my notebooks from church where I did things in Acteens and studied Missions. I wrote in there that I wanted to be a missionary. On October 16th&amp;#160; I will fly to Guatemala with Mission Firefly to serve the village of San Antonio, Guatemala. I cannot wait. I look at the faces of those children and I already love them. I will be showing many pictures when I return.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As far as the other things I wanted to be when I grow up- I sing at church often and I thank God for the voice He gave me to praise Him! My best friend is a hair dresser and I spend alot of time at her shop-she keeps my hair great and that’s the next best thing to being one myself. And _as far as being a Mom….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;God truly blessed me as a a Mom and now a Grandma!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-UqAlVGikfEs/TosWMf6oyFI/AAAAAAAACO8/0hS7q-UlHbc/s1600-h/IMG_3618%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_3618" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="252" alt="IMG_3618" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/--z8uk-7U6ZI/TosWNAWVuPI/AAAAAAAACPA/JSAf0Wv1x_c/IMG_3618_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For some reason, this week has been a revelation for me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I woke up in the middle of the night, just the night before last and I had a little man snuggled up against me. I thought Thank you Lord, and while I’m thanking you –Thank you for all of the blessings I am having. I thought about losing my job I loved and the hurt was finally gone. I love the Seniors and I always will, I miss so many people I worked with and can’t see, like I did on a daily basis. But when I see what all I have been blessed with since that time and the stress He relieved me from-how can I not praise Him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yesterday, in my wonderful devotional book-Jesus Calling- He said this- “When you are back on ground level, you can face your circumstances from a humble perspective. If you choose supernatural responses this time-trusting and thanking Me- You will experience My unfathomable peace.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh-How I thank Him- I thank Him for my year of favor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have traded in my ashes for JOY! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am going to be doing my Father’s business! I am so thankful for my blessings.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My cup runneth over! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rGSJLzSDCUw/TosWNQXo1vI/AAAAAAAACPE/jF6yr5UA7FQ/s1600-h/untitled%25255B1%25255D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-uBuA83UU5oU/TosWNyFQR-I/AAAAAAAACPI/FK2zLeOj1Vo/untitled_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rGSJLzSDCUw/TosWNQXo1vI/AAAAAAAACPM/jW7COymnxEs/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&amp;#160;&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/6057433629452107110-2373852536540497298?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2373852536540497298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=2373852536540497298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2373852536540497298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2373852536540497298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-so-excited-i-just-cant-hide-it.html' title='I’m so excited-I just can’t hide it!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/--z8uk-7U6ZI/TosWNAWVuPI/AAAAAAAACPA/JSAf0Wv1x_c/s72-c/IMG_3618_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-1258445905179729151</id><published>2011-08-24T10:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T10:05:18.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some thoughts that I’ve  been thinking…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This 52nd year of my life has been one with several hard knocks. I’d like to think that I’ve been like the song~ &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I get knocked down, but I get up again. You’re never gonna keep me down&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#160; I have enjoyed my time off- I have been a good friend when my&amp;#160; best friend lost her husband, I have been a Meme who could help my daughter and keep her girls while she is building a house, working a part-time job, doing her work with PTA. I have bonded with my peeps in my Sunday School class as we had a day each week that we swam together. I have sailed through the summer and enjoyed each gift I’ve received. Under it all has been this little nagging voice that has taunted me, it’s saying ~Un huh, what you going to do now girl, you got fired from a job you love, you are getting older every minute, you are not a skilled professional,&amp;#160; jobs are not plentiful and what do you have to offer. SO, I wait and I repeat the words I said the day I fell- God has something in store for me. Something better! Here’s a good place to stop and share a verse He has given me through this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord directs the steps of the Godly. He delights in every detail of their&lt;/em&gt; lives.&lt;em&gt; Though they stumble, they will never fall, for the Lord holds them by the hand. Psalms 37:23-24&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So I am pressing on, I am getting in His word, I am trying not to fret. I am trying not to pay attention to the nagging voice. I am looking ahead and seeing the day that I am more than a conqueror. Because…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of &lt;/em&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;power&lt;/strong&gt; and of&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/strong&gt;love and of a sound mind. 2 Timothy 1:7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am getting to rest of the part about I’ve been thinking-the key to this is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I”VE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; been thinking ~these are my thoughts and by no means those of a Great theologian or expert. Here goes….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think you can tell alot about a person from several situations….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;how they react when the going gets tough. Like when a loved one dies or even when they they face a crisis for sure.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I also think you can tell alot about a person by the way they comfort others during these times.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think you can tell alot about a person when the air conditioner isn’t working like it should and everyone is warm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think you can tell alot about a person by the way they treat children.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think you can tell alot about a person by what they read.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think you can tell alot about a person when they’ve been given a day and what they do with it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You can surely tell alot about a person by the way they love-selfishly, conditionally, abundantly, unconditionally.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maya Angelou says :&lt;em&gt;I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think I fail at the Christmas&amp;#160; lights so I got pre-lit trees. And it’s not raining today . It’s a beautiful sunshiny day and my peeps are waiting by the pool, so I’ll go …spend another rough day laying on a raft sharing thoughts and laughter with my friends and do some more waiting ~to see what God has in store for me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ruU1LJESQKE/TlUTLB8kreI/AAAAAAAACO0/gx8Faopg5nI/s1600-h/untitled%25255B1%25255D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-zzQChtdw7rs/TlUTLtt4zAI/AAAAAAAACO4/gWBZrBjoJSo/untitled_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-1258445905179729151?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1258445905179729151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=1258445905179729151' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/1258445905179729151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/1258445905179729151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/08/some-thoughts-that-ive-been-thinking.html' title='Some thoughts that I’ve  been thinking…'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-zzQChtdw7rs/TlUTLtt4zAI/AAAAAAAACO4/gWBZrBjoJSo/s72-c/untitled_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7850272761644165695</id><published>2011-07-21T23:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:01:59.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your mouth can be an enemy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes God can get your attention in ways you can’t imagine. It could be the voice of a friend, it could be a sermon or a book you are reading and sometimes it can be a mistake that is not a mistake at all.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today I was reading other blogs, just looking at recipes and decorating things when I came across a verse that I thought was interesting and went to BibleGateway.com to read it in other versions.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The verse I read was&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h5&gt;Proverbs 15:14&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Message (MSG)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; An intelligent person is always eager to take in more truth;     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; fools feed on fast-food fads and fancies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This piqued my interest, but I wanted to read it in another version to see what it said. I typed in Proverbs 15:4 and looked at the Holman translation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h5&gt;Proverbs 15:4&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;h5&gt;&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; The tongue that heals is a tree of life, &lt;sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; but a devious tongue &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Proverbs15:4&amp;amp;version=HCSB#fen-HCSB-16978a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; breaks the spirit.&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So then I went to the Message again~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h5&gt;Proverbs 15:4&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Message (MSG)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; Kind words heal and help;     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; cutting words wound and maim.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Not even the verse I had originally seen, but the verse God had meant for me all along. A verse I needed . &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A verse so similar to others I know by heart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h5&gt;Ephesians 4:29 (NIV) Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;h5&gt;Colossians 4:6 (NIV)Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone.&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Earlier in the day, when I was trying to count to ten and not react in anger, I let my mouth get the best of me. I said things to someone I love that did not help at all, they hurt. It came out all wrong and even though I felt like the things I said had merit I said them in a hurtful way. So that caused the person I was now in a hurtful confrontation with, to not hear the things I were saying that could help. I hate confrontation, and misunderstandings. Most people do. I don’t like to argue or fight with people I love. It makes me sick- I mean that truly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So tonight&amp;#160; I am saying&amp;#160; thank you God for loving me enough to use any means to speak to me and work on me. For causing my eye to see a verse I thought was interesting, when all along you wanted to remind me that there is power in our tongue and not only do you desire me to use it for building up , not tearing down I desire to be a person who helps others, not hurt them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow, I am going to ask the person that I love to forgive me. Hopefully we can talk about the things we let go to far and help each other meet in the middle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m so thankful God is still working on me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wish I never had to write this, I wish I had not been a jerk. I’m thankful for words that heal and mistakes that are actually divine intervention.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-0c1Mk0VyU_E/TikDL8XUmMI/AAAAAAAACOc/NwWW_UKNSt4/s1600-h/loriesig%25255B8%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="loriesig" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="71" alt="loriesig" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ga4mP2Iya9k/TikDMRS1pDI/AAAAAAAACOg/A0xVSo1oZmY/loriesig_thumb%25255B6%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-7850272761644165695?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7850272761644165695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7850272761644165695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7850272761644165695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7850272761644165695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/07/your-mouth-can-be-enemy.html' title='Your mouth can be an enemy'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ga4mP2Iya9k/TikDMRS1pDI/AAAAAAAACOg/A0xVSo1oZmY/s72-c/loriesig_thumb%25255B6%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7546705827505472002</id><published>2011-06-29T10:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T10:07:16.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How about a Do-Over</title><content type='html'>I was going back through with my grandbaby ,letting her see pics and I came acroos this one and wanted to share it again...&lt;br /&gt;My sweet blog friend &lt;a href="http://itswonderfullygood.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brenda &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;had this on her site and I sent her a comment to "Interview me"- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://itswonderfullygood.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If you'd like to participate just include "Interview Me" in your comment. I'll shoot over 5 questions along with the rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Here are her questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. What is the biggest piece of advise you would share with your child as they embark into the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of a few off the top of my head. Guard their heart- many friends, and people who claim to care about them can turn their head, but they are in control of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;-Proverbs 4:23 "Above all else, guard your heart for it is the wellspring of life."&lt;br /&gt;They must have goals. Jer. 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future."&lt;br /&gt;Contentment doesn’t come from things- You are not defined by what car you drive, house you live in or even what job you have. The character you have –the way you do your job and how you let the things of this world affect you, defines you. -Phil 4:11-13 "For I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."&lt;br /&gt;Remember whose they are- First, before anything else, they are God’s - Children of the King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. If time and money were not an issue, what would your ideal vacation be?&lt;/span&gt; I have always had a desire to drive across the country with no agenda, with like my best friend to see places I would like to see –(probably now meet bloggers I would like to meet) and have a leisure amount of time to do whatever we like. I would have a convertible and start in the South where I live and see all I want to see, then head North and go to New York –DC, Campobella Island Canada, Maine, then go full circle around this country- I would see Sedona and the Grand Canyon. I‘d like to see Las Vegas and Jackson Hole Wyoming. Just to name a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. If you were stranded on a desert island for one week with one other person, besides your spouse but someone you personally know, who would that person be and why?&lt;/span&gt; I would like one week on a desert island with my 3 kids and 4 grandkids, so we could have solitude and make memories and do wonderful things together with no TV, video, cell phones or outside influences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay, so that's more than one person, but I can't narrow it down-it's my interview and I'll booger up the answers if I want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4. Who is your favorite woman in the Bible and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sinful woman- the woman with the expensive oil who’s story is told in Luke 7:36-50, Matthew 26:6-13,and Mark 14:3-9.This story is one of my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;favorites&lt;/span&gt;, because it so clearly displays God's love for us. The woman is defined as "one who lived a sinful life." She was said to be a prostitute. Haven't we all lived a sinful life? Don't we all have things in our lives that we don't want to share with others? I certainly do. That's why this story is so special to me. Jesus knew this woman's chosen path, but He didn't focus on that. He focused on her actions – her expression of love and sacrifice to Him. I’m thankful God looks at me with eyes of love and Mercy, instead of what I deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5. Hot air balloon? Sky Diving? or free trip to the Moon (and back!)?&lt;/span&gt; I won a Hot air Balloon trip once and didn’t take it- I’m scared of heights-I don’t desire to sky Dive- I’d probably have a heart attack or at least mess my britches!!!~ I’m not even sure I’d like to go to the moon and back. I wish my husband could go because he’d like to. The closest thing to all these is a trip to Heaven and I’ve made my reservation- I’m going there someday and I won’t be afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I tried to think about these answers and answer honestly- I felt like they probably do when they are put on the spot in the MS. America pageant and they want to give these profound answers to the question set before them and the answer comes off HUH? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;It was fun and I will sure give you some questions I can think of if you just say the word...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-7546705827505472002?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7546705827505472002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7546705827505472002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7546705827505472002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7546705827505472002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-about-do-over.html' title='How about a Do-Over'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-8595924152961056036</id><published>2011-06-14T10:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T10:42:09.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies when you are having fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have neglected my blog! There are good reasons- the month of April came and it started with quiet days and mornings spent with cups of coffee and sometimes hours of quiet time-honestly reading God’s word and devotions and studying. It was a time of building up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next -comes the family of five to stay until their house is finished.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-M-gZKV8psx4/TfeBIaMKWtI/AAAAAAAACLc/jsY9BZNouNE/s1600-h/e17%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="e17" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="e17" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-2PU0kLlXnE8/TfeBI45tj0I/AAAAAAAACLg/pwXOoZxsjEY/e17_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-osS1gPr2C1I/TfeBJmvBPLI/AAAAAAAACLk/xCeoyK690wc/s1600-h/family%2525202011%252520512%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2011 512" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="family 2011 512" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-lKiVa9OOexs/TfeBKMyOJsI/AAAAAAAACLo/72aOvf-9K_0/family%2525202011%252520512_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Meme loves having her girls here- it is never a dull moment-or should I say quiet moment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wrJeu0KdtcI/TfeBLOZ6VgI/AAAAAAAACLs/s8n6vvXFhrg/s1600-h/family%2525202011%252520501%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2011 501" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="family 2011 501" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-MUrw38BE6mA/TfeBLuH70SI/AAAAAAAACLw/Ns-rUC3NHUI/family%2525202011%252520501_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then there was Easter- a blessed day in our family- every member of our family was at church together this Easter- plus extended family. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-EBGAqvuqQxo/TfeBM0poC8I/AAAAAAAACL0/iYSQkxBOHV4/s1600-h/e28%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="e28" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="252" alt="e28" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-mp9Bybo-CtY/TfeBNtK9QQI/AAAAAAAACL4/62PcUUl0YQQ/e28_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I put this on Face book:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;‎59 years ago two people pledged their love, the day after she graduated. Although they had dated since she was 16 and he was 17~It wasn't supposed to last. Two weeks later he flew overseas and served his country. Five years later they had their first little man, two years later came the first girl, three years later the second girl and in their 18th year of marriage what a precious golden haired boy came as a present to them all. The children all grew up good because the Daddy loved the Momma well, just like the Bible says. Now the children have had children who have given them children. All of this from living a life that is pleasing to the one who gave us life~Thank you GOD.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All because two people fell in love…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-u48wyDzss4I/TfeBOlyK5xI/AAAAAAAACL8/pT0zJDjLI60/s1600-h/e5%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="e5" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="252" alt="e5" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4GS_SMTcyjw/TfeBPCvdzBI/AAAAAAAACMA/B21K44d20oA/e5_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next came the April tornados&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-l6tHGnUH6JA/TfeBP9qfiAI/AAAAAAAACME/5xuxw7xYfsg/s1600-h/Meridianville%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Meridianville" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="Meridianville" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-dLfp1veuRP0/TfeBQGoThaI/AAAAAAAACMI/rXmrHVj6tiw/Meridianville_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The day of the tornado we went in our laundry room with pillows and took a mattress to put over us- the girls were truly scared and at one point began to cry –the power had failed and the sound outside was very loud-so Meme&amp;#160; did the only thing she knows to do when times are hard-I began to pray out loud and at one point felt like I was being very loud over the noise, then there was a calm. We went out and found hail that was bigger than a golf ball&amp;#160; in our yard, it went through a screen and broke an upstairs window. We had some shingles blown off the roof. But the tornado had lifted about one mile away and gone right over the top of us. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Devastation everywhere around our county- we were spared. We were without power for 6 days. A few of those I left and flew to Dallas with my best friend Barbie and her Mom. It was planned before any of this happened. It was a great trip.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The month of May was filled with softball and t-ball games, friends and family time.&amp;#160; My baby girl got engaged to the best young man around.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BFcdToTuljQ/TfeBRKZYELI/AAAAAAAACMM/9ysEA9WK5mo/s1600-h/e9%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="e9" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="252" alt="e9" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-sqcDjbnVVL0/TfeBRyXvWrI/AAAAAAAACMQ/rxAzXK6UIyA/e9_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;June has roared in with a trip to Memphis –I got to see Michael Buble’ in concert again and spend the weekend with Barbie, Juju and Charlene, Barbies Mom. I have swam, got another year older, enjoyed life and been busy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I thank God for my blessings everyday- I have more than I deserve and I know I am loved by the KING of KINGS! Just today He told me this…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have loved YOU with an everlasting Love. Before time began, I knew you. For years you swam around in a sea of meaninglessness, searching for love , hoping for hope. All that time I was pursuing you, aching to embrace you in my compassionate arms.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When time was right I revealed myself to you. I lifted you out of that sea of despair and set you down on a firm foundation. Sometimes you felt naked –exposed to the revealing light of my Presence. I wrapped an ermine robe around you: my robe of righteousness. I sang you a Love song, whose beginning and end are veiled in Eternity. I infused meaning into your mind and harmony into your heart. Join me in singing My song. Together we will draw others out of darkness into My marvelous Light.&amp;#160; (Jesus Calling-June 14th)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How can you not LOVE a God like that! How can you not want to serve Him?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-pN-1Efa_9Hw/TfeBS53f2_I/AAAAAAAACMU/Qujan_FidWg/s1600-h/e4%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="e4" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="252" alt="e4" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-pb_CNdrk8Jg/TfeBTrKY1VI/AAAAAAAACMY/qL544tBO1No/e4_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! I am!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-OsfeZ4L-C5U/TfeBT5ylJ-I/AAAAAAAACMc/vvYf-wfN81M/s1600-h/untitled%25255B1%25255D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Sz0-SBe2kug/TfeBUPPufVI/AAAAAAAACMg/XxoiDSlRMl8/untitled_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-8595924152961056036?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8595924152961056036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=8595924152961056036' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8595924152961056036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8595924152961056036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/06/time-flies-when-you-are-having-fun.html' title='Time flies when you are having fun!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-2PU0kLlXnE8/TfeBI45tj0I/AAAAAAAACLg/pwXOoZxsjEY/s72-c/e17_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-247300114145051694</id><published>2011-04-14T09:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T09:28:31.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God, Angels and Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This week I encountered a self –proclaimed atheist. It really bothered me because this man is important in the lives of some people I really love. I tried talking with him, sharing with him- giving him specific verses of importance and even situations of God’s presence evidenced. No luck-he doesn’t know what he believes, just not in God. I’ve thought about it countless times since then. I know that all I can do is pray for him, and for the people I love that are in his influence. It brought home to me again the importance of knowing what you know so that you can give an account for it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My sweet youngest daughter asked me if I told him about our angel visit. &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;I love to share it&lt;/font&gt;- A story of how God sent an angel to intervene-&amp;#160; it was early in 2002 and my youngest child was going through a time of rebellion (That is enough to need divine intervention-Can I get a witness?). She decided at the age of 16 she would leave my home where there were rules and curfews-I always knew where she was and knew all&amp;#160; her friends and expected her to be in church, to go to her Fathers house where rules were looser, curfew was later, he didn't have to know her friends and Church? not at all. I being the close mother I felt I was, wanted her home-it was breaking my heart- every phone call was tears and please come home, ending in hurt and anger. All I knew was to pray! In the midst of this my Father had a major stroke and we almost lost him. When I finally got her on the phone, she being angry with me said she wasn't even going to come to the hospital. I cried and said our fight may be our fight but all her Poppy had ever done was love her. Much later after her aunt went and talked to her and other family members had called her she came-I remember looking down the hall of that hospital and seeing a little girl with a big chip on her shoulder coming toward us-she went in and was a broken little girl seeing her Poppy laying there. When it came time for her to leave I wanted to walk her out and she didn't want me to -she thought there would be more begging when at that time I just needed her love and she needed mine. We got on the elevator and she said “don't start on me”- I said “cant we just get along right now” and the elevator door opened a floor down and a large beautiful young black lady got on, we ceased talking and rode on down. We all got off the elevator and she went to the food area, and we were sitting on a bench not saying anything when she came back up and said God had told her to tell us some things. She looked at my daughter and told her everything she was doing and that God was revealing that she should go home. She held her hand up like God was sending information down at that time through an antenna. She said there is nothing you are doing that your Mother won't love you-she prays for you. She was very specific and said things very few people could know- she then laid hands on us and prayed out loud in that lobby over us and the little girl with the big chip melted right there. We sat there and agreed it was an angel- she went home that night and told her father God had sent an angel. SHE CAME HOME. I left out many personal things said and and details, but I hope you see the picture of God coming in human form and speaking words that we needed. I told everyone and even spoke about it publicly and to this day know that God came in the Hospital in the form of a beautiful young black lady.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today my devotion says:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Heaven is both present and future. as you walk along your&amp;#160; life-path holding My hand, you are already in touch with the essence of heaven: nearness to Me. You can also find many hints of heaven along your path,&amp;#160; because&amp;#160; the earth is radiantly alive with My presence.&amp;#160; Shimmering sunshine awakens your heart,(oh yes- it did today-it’s a beautiful sunshiny day) gently reminding you of My brilliant Light. Birds and flowers, (I can hear them right now outside my front window) trees and skies evoke praises to My Holy Name. Keep your eyes and ears open as you journey with Me.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m so thankful that I know HIM- I wish everyone did.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m going to keep on praying. I’m&amp;#160; going to pray that those of us who do know Him do a better job of representing Him so that others want to know….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know this was deep , but I had to tell.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TacEjZmc5XI/AAAAAAAACK8/W32ly1tNhjQ/s1600-h/loriesig%5B10%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="loriesig" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="71" alt="loriesig" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TacEjr2L5XI/AAAAAAAACLA/B-CXABiOJPM/loriesig_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-247300114145051694?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/247300114145051694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=247300114145051694' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/247300114145051694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/247300114145051694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/04/god-angels-and-prayers.html' title='God, Angels and Prayers'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TacEjr2L5XI/AAAAAAAACLA/B-CXABiOJPM/s72-c/loriesig_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-6044827632399321210</id><published>2011-04-13T09:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:22:36.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I needed this and I know some others who do to</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;I saw this the other day on a new &lt;a href="http://http://lettingoandlettingod.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; I read (loved it by the way)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;and I had to share because I needed it and I know a few others who do to.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;&amp;quot;Wait&amp;quot;      &lt;br /&gt;by Russell Kelfer&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;      &lt;br /&gt;Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.       &lt;br /&gt;I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate . . .       &lt;br /&gt;And the Master so gently said, &amp;quot;Wait.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;&amp;quot;Wait? you say wait?&amp;quot; my indignant reply.      &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!       &lt;br /&gt;Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?       &lt;br /&gt;By faith I have asked, and I'm claiming your Word.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;&amp;quot;My future and all to which I relate      &lt;br /&gt;Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait?       &lt;br /&gt;I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign,       &lt;br /&gt;Or even a 'no' to which I can resign.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;&amp;quot;You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,      &lt;br /&gt;We need but to ask, and we shall receive.       &lt;br /&gt;And Lord I've been asking, and this is my cry:       &lt;br /&gt;I'm weary of asking! I need a reply.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,      &lt;br /&gt;As my Master replied again, &amp;quot;Wait.&amp;quot;       &lt;br /&gt;So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,       &lt;br /&gt;And grumbled to God, &amp;quot;So, I'm waiting for what?&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine . . .      &lt;br /&gt;and He tenderly said, &amp;quot;I could give you a sign.       &lt;br /&gt;I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.       &lt;br /&gt;I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;&amp;quot;I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.      &lt;br /&gt;You'd have what you want, but you wouldn't know Me.       &lt;br /&gt;You'd not know the depth of my love for each saint.       &lt;br /&gt;You'd not know the power that I give to the faint.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;&amp;quot;You'd not learn to see through clouds of despair;      &lt;br /&gt;You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there.       &lt;br /&gt;You'd not know the joy of resting in Me       &lt;br /&gt;When darkness and silence are all you can see.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;&amp;quot;You'd never experience the fullness of love      &lt;br /&gt;When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.       &lt;br /&gt;You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,       &lt;br /&gt;But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;&amp;quot;The glow of my comfort late into the night,      &lt;br /&gt;The faith that I give when you walk without sight.       &lt;br /&gt;The depth that's beyond getting just what you ask       &lt;br /&gt;From an infinite God who makes what you have last.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;&amp;quot;You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee,      &lt;br /&gt;What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.       &lt;br /&gt;Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,       &lt;br /&gt;But, oh, the loss, if you missed what I'm doing in you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;&amp;quot;So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see      &lt;br /&gt;That the greatest of gifts is to truly know me.       &lt;br /&gt;And though oft My answers seem terribly late,       &lt;br /&gt;My most precious answer of all is still . . . Wait.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Calligraph421 BT"&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TaWxqu5fiaI/AAAAAAAACKk/DKB3NwDVtYM/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TaWxq2d6SlI/AAAAAAAACKo/KuvKz0Pp4wI/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-6044827632399321210?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6044827632399321210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=6044827632399321210' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6044827632399321210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6044827632399321210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-needed-this-and-i-know-some-others.html' title='I needed this and I know some others who do to'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TaWxq2d6SlI/AAAAAAAACKo/KuvKz0Pp4wI/s72-c/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-3617320484179322209</id><published>2011-04-08T11:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T11:12:52.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>April is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This has been a great month so far-with a few bumps, but that’s life right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It started like this&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z3_Z2nnI/AAAAAAAACJU/8N3oIluHIB4/s1600-h/april7%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april7" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="april7" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z4foSosI/AAAAAAAACJY/Szo8Soml-YA/april7_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z5OyGLuI/AAAAAAAACJc/W8n0RHabFDg/s1600-h/april4%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april4" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="april4" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z5mpZLHI/AAAAAAAACJg/VpxgvlI0rhU/april4_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z6OD8eAI/AAAAAAAACJk/YHFxWUle8rA/s1600-h/april%201%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april 1" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="april 1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z6hSk_KI/AAAAAAAACJo/zS5rhZGCXbc/april%201_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z7dST9KI/AAAAAAAACJs/z-9pKrMoUSk/s1600-h/april%202%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april 2" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="april 2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z7z4H55I/AAAAAAAACJw/dIUhN6g34cc/april%202_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z8bS9ElI/AAAAAAAACJ0/QzkJrkcDzBY/s1600-h/april6%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april6" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="april6" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z8ycVXAI/AAAAAAAACJ4/nC8dOyWcdcc/april6_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Playing with friends on a beautiful day until she fell asleep on Meme.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then Sunday we had church- wow- I love Sunday’s!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They start with my wonderful Sunday school class-I love every single lady there! We have a great class and we are there for each other in a special way. Then the service was great Sunday as we looked at the last words of Jesus. Powerful stuff!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then the church picnic-more food than you can imagine, great music-Great Fellowship.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next was my Sweet wonderful Daddy’s –POPPY- birthday dinner with all the people I love there! All my kids and all my grandkids what more could a Mom want- well to have her camera there-duh!&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z9kIcVSI/AAAAAAAACJ8/7cyLvRgeDmw/s1600-h/Thanksgiving%202010%20220%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Thanksgiving 2010 220" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Thanksgiving 2010 220" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z-ClWQvI/AAAAAAAACKA/_NIHGGfH7rE/Thanksgiving%202010%20220_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Poppy turned 78 –April 4th. We are so thankful that he has had 9 good years since his strokes . He is a very special man – one good thing about him-I do believe he is a baby whisperer-there has never been a baby that he doesn’t love and they don’t love him. He holds them really close and hums and they just melt. Poppy always smells wonderful too!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Monday –Poppy’s birthday actually – we spent the day at the Heart center, then the hospital as my oldest brother Mike had a heart cath, then two stents put in. It was a long day, but all went well –prayers were answered and maybe BIG BROTHER WILL START TAKING BETTER CARE OF HIMSELF!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The rest of the week has been spent getting my house ready for these sweet folks to move in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z_JlB-7I/AAAAAAAACKE/kmRL6yaTNGY/s1600-h/Thanksgiving%202010%20006%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Thanksgiving 2010 006" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Thanksgiving 2010 006" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z_k7t8jI/AAAAAAAACKI/5XwnwVYNI18/Thanksgiving%202010%20006_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z_0AW5vI/AAAAAAAACKM/wltYEmOy258/s1600-h/april%205%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april 5" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="april 5" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ80ASoJJ-I/AAAAAAAACKQ/6R99-LcinY0/april%205_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Can you imagine how much fun this house will have for the next few months. It will no longer be an empty nest- a quiet place. It will be never a dull moment- then they will live even closer on my street. I’ll have to get a pic of the house in progress.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes, April is turning out to be a great month!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Spring is here and I’m loving it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ80AsJ59WI/AAAAAAAACKU/6tOIkMk45tM/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ80AxDKanI/AAAAAAAACKY/1RwuFsVPRT4/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-3617320484179322209?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3617320484179322209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=3617320484179322209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/3617320484179322209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/3617320484179322209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-is-here.html' title='April is here!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZ8z4foSosI/AAAAAAAACJY/Szo8Soml-YA/s72-c/april7_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-963755129931929390</id><published>2011-03-31T12:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T12:20:17.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort, Peace, Good Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, the start of my quiet time began with this-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Stop trying to work things out before their times have come. Accept the limitations of living one day at a time. when something comes to your attention, ask me whether or not it is a part of today’s agenda. If it isn’t release it into My care and go on about today’s duties. When you follow this practice, there will be a beautiful simplicity about your life : &lt;em&gt;a time for everything, and everything in its time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But wait here’s the best part!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A life lived close to Me is not complicated or cluttered. When your focus is on My Presence, many things that once troubled you lose their power over you. Though the world around you is messy and confusing, remember that &lt;em&gt;I have overcome the world. I have told you these things, so that in Me you may have Peace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I told you that I was using “Jesus Calling” by Sarah Young. Did I tell you that she takes bible verses and makes them like it’s Jesus sitting with you talking to you? Did I tell you that most days it seems like it fits my day and the circumstances of my life. Isn’t that how God is? He comes to you where you are and He is everything we need!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That paragraph about a life lived close to Him is not complicated or cluttered-Oh how true! And things that once troubled me have lost their power.&amp;#160; OH how thankful I am for His Peace.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last week , one afternoon , I came home and read this book.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Heaven is for Real: A Little Boy&amp;#39;s Astounding Story of His Trip to Heaven and Back  -     &amp;#10;        By: Todd Burpo, Lynn Vincent&amp;#10;    &amp;#10;" src="http://g.christianbook.com/g/product/9/946158.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Amazon describes the book like this:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heaven Is for Real &lt;/i&gt;is the true story of the four-year old son of a small town Nebraska pastor who during emergency surgery slips from consciousness and enters heaven. He survives and begins talking about being able to look down and see the doctor operating and his dad praying in the waiting room. The family didn't know what to believe but soon the evidence was clear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Colton said he met his miscarried sister, whom no one had told him about, and his great grandfather who died 30 years before Colton was born, then shared impossible-to-know details about each. He describes the horse that only Jesus could ride, about how &amp;quot;reaaally big&amp;quot; God and his chair are, and how the Holy Spirit &amp;quot;shoots down power&amp;quot; from heaven to help us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Told by the father, but often in Colton's own words, the disarmingly simple message is heaven is a real place, Jesus really loves children, and be ready, there is a coming last battle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is a must read. The book can really make you think about heaven and makes you want to think for yourself what a day it will be when our Jesus we see!!! I could not put it down&amp;#160; and it was comforting to read.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, I am going to get busy with some good stuff like hopefully seeing some grandkids, taking care of things I need to do, spend some time with friends. Did I mention that my quiet mornings will soon change when my daughter and her 3 gorgeous girls and my son-in –love of course, come to live here for a few months while they build their house just 7 doors down the street.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Have I told you lately GOD is good!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZS3zuBgEhI/AAAAAAAACJM/5p3LHLVagcw/s1600-h/loriesig%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="loriesig" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="91" alt="loriesig" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZS30OVCzII/AAAAAAAACJQ/E1k2dORueWA/loriesig_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-963755129931929390?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/963755129931929390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=963755129931929390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/963755129931929390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/963755129931929390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/03/comfort-peace-good-things.html' title='Comfort, Peace, Good Things'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TZS30OVCzII/AAAAAAAACJQ/E1k2dORueWA/s72-c/loriesig_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-8145288555088074874</id><published>2011-03-25T10:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T10:49:12.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adversity can be a witness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;How well I know this…not only is it making us stronger, and it is temporary. But people are watching to see how it affects us. How we let it make us or break us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2 Corinthians 4: 17-18   &lt;br /&gt;For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My recent adversity is truly temporary. I know that I will be working soon and I am even praying that God has a specific job for me, not one I have planned , but one he has planned for me. I’m fixing my eyes on what I can’t see and waiting. Today in one of my devotions “40 Days with Jesus” &lt;img alt="40 Days with Jesus: Living in His Presence [Book]" src="http://books.google.com/books?id=Lx84bwAACAAJ&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;img=1&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;l=220" /&gt; He said this to me…Let My Love enfold you in the radiance of My Glory. Sit still in the Light of MY Presence, and receive My Peace. These quiet moments with Me transcend time, accomplishing far more than you can imagine. Bring me the sacrifice of your time, and watch to see how abundantly I bless you and your loved ones. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So before I start each day I am sitting with Him and when this old girl gets back out there I will be different!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I saw this wonderful quote on my friends &lt;a href="http://myfivemen.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Betsy’s&lt;/a&gt; blog today- &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;When you do the common things in life in an uncommon way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you will command the attention of the world.&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;George Washington Carver&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1864-1943&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;First, let me say this is definitely a statement about Betsy, because she is definitely uncommon sharing her life, mother of four, with grown triplets who are Autistic. She shares everyday in a beautiful way and she has an uncommon way of living out the day to day with character, beauty and grace.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;BUT, when I saw this statement on her blog, I thought about my best friend Juju.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYy5cFptdcI/AAAAAAAACIs/PfmEWexvtrw/s1600-h/February%202010%20098%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="February 2010 098" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="February 2010 098" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYy5cx3UaxI/AAAAAAAACIw/pY9gJ9wxB2Y/February%202010%20098_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s been two weeks and two days since she lost her husband Robert. Every day since that time she has been showing such Faith, such Grace, such Strength (that comes from the Lord) and such Peace(also from HIM). Sunday as our Pastor was preaching , he shared that she has truly lived her Faith in this adversity and that it is a joy to see. It has truly impacted me to walk beside her , wanting to lift her up , when she is the one lifting me by her example. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I feel I failed when I let a little old job situation knock me down for several days, when I see my precious friend stand from the first moment until now as she has faced her adversity. But I’ve learned some things for my next trial, and I got back to the HEART of the Matter, by going to the right source-God and His word.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next time, I’ll be better prepared and I will be uncommon as far as this world sees!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Life is full of learning and how sweet when you can learn by walking with a friend!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank you Lord for your blessings on me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYy5dEz88UI/AAAAAAAACI0/jRh8PZ-jjlc/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYy5dXhVFDI/AAAAAAAACI4/21sh-2vF6BI/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-8145288555088074874?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8145288555088074874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=8145288555088074874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8145288555088074874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8145288555088074874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/03/adversity-can-be-witness.html' title='Adversity can be a witness!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYy5cx3UaxI/AAAAAAAACIw/pY9gJ9wxB2Y/s72-c/February%202010%20098_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-3242766220680878915</id><published>2011-03-23T10:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T10:39:10.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I’ve been learning and loving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So as of yesterday, I have been home for one month.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I remember what I was doing this time one month ago, I was sitting in this same chair-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYoUDkD_QRI/AAAAAAAACIM/Zuz2HxYI1gc/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20023%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 023" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 023" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYoUEH_P7TI/AAAAAAAACIQ/oC-P4wUaaRk/House%20-nov%202009%20023_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;but I was crying and&amp;#160; feeling sorry for myself. I had been forced away from a job I loved with people I loved.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alot has happened since then. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have traded my sorrow for joy, and&amp;#160; my mourning for praises.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; He will give a crown of beauty for ashes,   &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; a joyous blessing instead of mourning,    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; festive praise instead of despair.    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160; that the Lord has planted for his own glory. Isaiah 61:3&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have been able to stay with these precious people many days…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYoUE_XtMKI/AAAAAAAACIU/DNluFgTtZ2g/s1600-h/183272_1730967947946_1050912875_31950506_6716763_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="183272_1730967947946_1050912875_31950506_6716763_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="183272_1730967947946_1050912875_31950506_6716763_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYoUFHC9YII/AAAAAAAACIY/S5f4xtk6Fj8/183272_1730967947946_1050912875_31950506_6716763_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYoUGBSqldI/AAAAAAAACIc/eF0qKQ6JScw/s1600-h/Big%20sn0w%20033%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Big sn0w 033" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Big sn0w 033" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYoUGcmBtZI/AAAAAAAACIg/MdADaNO9CPg/Big%20sn0w%20033_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve spent every morning in this book&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://ak2.ostkcdn.com/images/products/muze/books/1591451884.jpg" /&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and this book&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="NIV Quest Study Bible, Revised Edition Hardcover" src="http://g.christianbook.com/g/display/2/28042.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have had time to minister to my friends and family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have had my family over for dinner that I did not have to rush.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have slept late and stayed up late and done things I wanted to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today I was watching Joyce Meyer and she gave me some good words to soak in- Love your enemies –they are forcing you to grow up and they are turning you toward God so he can do good things in your life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So for right now life is good and I’m waiting to see what God has for me. I’m waiting to see what I’m going to be when I grow up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think of the word’s of the sweet children’s song- “He’s Still Working on Me”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He's still working on me   &lt;br /&gt;To make me what I need to be    &lt;br /&gt;It took him just a week to make the moon and stars    &lt;br /&gt;The sun and the earth and Jupiter and Mars    &lt;br /&gt;How loving and patient He must be    &lt;br /&gt;'Cause He's still workin' on me    &lt;br /&gt;There really ought to be a sign upon my heart    &lt;br /&gt;Don't judge me yet, there's an unfinished part    &lt;br /&gt;But I'll be better just according to His plan    &lt;br /&gt;Fashioned by the Master's loving hands.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In the mirror of His word   &lt;br /&gt;Reflections that I see    &lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder why He never gave up on me    &lt;br /&gt;But He loves me as I am and helps me when I pray    &lt;br /&gt;Remember He's the potter; I'm the clay.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Come on Lord- Mold me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYoUG6E2KcI/AAAAAAAACIk/w4_YlFab1xE/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYoUHQRrJrI/AAAAAAAACIo/5UlIhuz-2EI/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-3242766220680878915?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3242766220680878915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=3242766220680878915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/3242766220680878915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/3242766220680878915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-learning-and-loving.html' title='I’ve been learning and loving!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYoUEH_P7TI/AAAAAAAACIQ/oC-P4wUaaRk/s72-c/House%20-nov%202009%20023_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-6254163082641592554</id><published>2011-03-16T11:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T11:30:50.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I know it’s been a long time…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So much has happened~ you better put on a seat belt this could be a bumpy ride.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have you ever been going along in life&amp;#160; thinking okay things are good, Thank You Lord, even bad days are good, because it’s just little bumps that come along-then wham out of nowhere comes the crash. That was the way my 2011 was going- I was busy at work, but I like challenges. I love my family, my church , my Sunday school ladies, life is good. I was working on my health and losing weight. I thought the winter with its snow was just wonderful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;BAM~ I walk into the job that I love and have poured myself into for going on 6 years, the job I thought I would stay in until I retired and then began to play there. The place where I loved the Seniors and loved everyday of driving to work. On this day –I heard leave today and every negative thing they could possibly say. I‘ll just say I was wrongfully terminated and the people who were my superiors did not show superior working skills in my termination meeting. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, in the midst of that I told my daughter it was a blessing in disguise and God who knows everything has better plans for me. Sitting here today 3 weeks later, I feel ashamed because I think of the souls in Japan who would be thankful for the day when the worst thing that could happen would be losing a job. I’m put in my place when I stand beside my best friend who lost her life partner after&amp;#160; 34 years without a warning. I need to put on my big girl panties and remember the countless blessings I have that I never deserved and just put on my running shoes and get to work. Work on sharing God’s love and mercy of which I have been a long-time recipient. I need to be so thankful , that at this season of my life I have some time to do things that are important like draw closer to God, with QUALITY quiet times I rushed through before, for opportunities&amp;#160; to go to Bible Study during the day, for the ability to have the time to minister to people I love and also people I have never met. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Forgive me Lord, for my pity party. I am now over it. And just like all the other major hardships I have gone through , let me find the good and let go of the hurt and any other emotions that will not edify my life to hang onto them. Let me remember each Senior that I loved and the sweet memories and the things they taught me. Let me be thankful for the things I learned that I can carry on through life and be better because of them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay, enough&amp;#160; about me- please remember my best friend Juju, she lost her husband last Wednesday and she definitely has a new road to go down. I have to say that walking beside her through the whole experience has been an inspiration to me. She is the epitome of Grace and what Faith can do when it is the center of your life. She has always been an example of love and goodness to me, but even more so this past week.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYDltsnaDVI/AAAAAAAACH0/7rS4rjx-OnA/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20013%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 013" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 013" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYDluALX5_I/AAAAAAAACH4/Iyzc2Muaqes/Mother%20daughter%20013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is Barbie, Juju and me. Juju is in the middle –she is the oldest and wisest of the three of us and I am so blessed that she is my soul-sister. I promise to walk beside you Juju and hold you up, just like our favorite verses from Ecclesiastes say.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; Two are better than one,    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; because they have a good return for their labor:    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; If either of them falls down,    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; one can help the other up.    &lt;br /&gt;But pity anyone who falls    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; and has no one to help them up.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm.    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; But how can one keep warm alone?    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; Though one may be overpowered,    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; two can defend themselves.    &lt;br /&gt;A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our strand of three is actually four-we are the three musketeers with the Lord as our guide. We are all surrounded by the best most loving families so we are quite a force!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If anybody is still reading this I want to leave you with the verses God planted in me during this trial I am going through and all I can say is-I’m ready!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Romans 12-Placing my life before God!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1-2&lt;/sup&gt; So here's what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don't become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You'll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;14-16&lt;/sup&gt;Bless your enemies; no cursing under your breath. Laugh with your happy friends when they're happy; share tears when they're down. Get along with each other; don't be stuck-up. Make friends with nobodies; don't be the great somebody.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;17-19&lt;/sup&gt;Don't hit back; discover beauty in everyone. If you've got it in you, get along with everybody. Don't insist on getting even; that's not for you to do. &amp;quot;I'll do the judging,&amp;quot; says God. &amp;quot;I'll take care of it.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! I am! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYDluYuGO0I/AAAAAAAACH8/82qnJQhBvHc/s1600-h/loriesig%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="loriesig" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="91" alt="loriesig" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYDlupi8z-I/AAAAAAAACIA/GNiRlD08p7A/loriesig_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-6254163082641592554?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6254163082641592554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=6254163082641592554' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6254163082641592554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6254163082641592554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-know-its-been-long-time.html' title='I know it’s been a long time…'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TYDluALX5_I/AAAAAAAACH4/Iyzc2Muaqes/s72-c/Mother%20daughter%20013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-3664218893883919603</id><published>2010-12-31T23:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T23:22:29.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another year has come and gone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;And thus I ask myself these questions:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did I love who needed loving? Or just the ones who are easy to love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did I do something worthwhile? Make a difference to anyone? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did I do what was right, even if it was hard sometimes?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Or did I follow others and take the easy way?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did I meet my goals? Or fall short?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did I love God and serve Him?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m sad to say that some of these I need work on. I didn’t even pose the obvious questions like did I lose weight, did I take care of myself and exercise. Nope!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is the first day of the year and I’m not going to make resolutions and not keep them. I’m just going to keep trying to work on doing better. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I will keep on enjoying these moments…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR653t9MmxI/AAAAAAAACFU/Y_GdxODtN6M/s1600-h/Christmas%202010%20013%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Christmas 2010 013" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Christmas 2010 013" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR654Bxc_XI/AAAAAAAACFY/mkFsMRUnbnI/Christmas%202010%20013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR655EOkUtI/AAAAAAAACFc/MU_lb8Ivw44/s1600-h/Christmas%202010%20070%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Christmas 2010 070" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Christmas 2010 070" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR655jpYXfI/AAAAAAAACFg/r0SgpKOKLYU/Christmas%202010%20070_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR66BJC41YI/AAAAAAAACGQ/5adksJjv8no/s1600-h/Holidays%202010%20020%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Holidays 2010 020" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Holidays 2010 020" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR66BrRstsI/AAAAAAAACGU/UK0IJHxn2BE/Holidays%202010%20020_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR66CWd2nDI/AAAAAAAACGY/1-tI5wg-sbc/s1600-h/Christmas%202010%20064%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Christmas 2010 064" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Christmas 2010 064" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR66C2UfmvI/AAAAAAAACGc/S-ufE6oWZXs/Christmas%202010%20064_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR66D-qSFnI/AAAAAAAACGg/eX90vFTQvSM/s1600-h/Christmas%202010%20004%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Christmas 2010 004" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Christmas 2010 004" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR66EXzODbI/AAAAAAAACGk/7IkSJEwWMBY/Christmas%202010%20004_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have been blessed beyond measure and I am going to keep on trying to be a better me! God is good all the time ~all the time God is good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I came across a saying this week-Grace is not a little prayer we say before a meal-it is a way to live.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m not going to beat myself up for what I did not do this past year – I’m going to cherish every highlight and get up tomorrow and try all over again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be Blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR66Ev64xjI/AAAAAAAACGo/3WJd93oXYow/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR66E7vag7I/AAAAAAAACGs/UiVAFWrn9H4/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;PS:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This year I’m going to work on:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Losing weight and eating better.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Studying my Bible and working on my quiet time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Learn something new.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be better organized in all ways.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CARPE DIEM!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-3664218893883919603?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3664218893883919603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=3664218893883919603' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/3664218893883919603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/3664218893883919603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-year-has-come-and-gone.html' title='Another year has come and gone!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TR654Bxc_XI/AAAAAAAACFY/mkFsMRUnbnI/s72-c/Christmas%202010%20013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-2989990290040884932</id><published>2010-11-26T11:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T11:31:56.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving was great</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The food was wonderful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The family time was beyond great.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The whole day was just plain sweet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The event for me was…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;my Lil Man went from this (just two weeks ago)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TO_u_NK2GoI/AAAAAAAACE4/83yV-TkMCBA/s1600-h/Ryder%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Ryder" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="Ryder" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TO_vAMGOzpI/AAAAAAAACE8/PlJnThP20Rs/Ryder_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;to this…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TO_vA7Fw74I/AAAAAAAACFA/sEU9cIk_FLc/s1600-h/Thanksgiving%202010%20521%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Thanksgiving 2010 521" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="Thanksgiving 2010 521" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TO_vBKy-OUI/AAAAAAAACFE/hK5sIJ8VUvM/Thanksgiving%202010%20521_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He’s beautiful either way , but I love his little&amp;#160; boy haircut!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today is a big day!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Two words-&amp;#160; AUBURN&amp;#160; ALABAMA&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m skeert!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This weekend is Deck the Halls!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TO_vBlrTe0I/AAAAAAAACFI/8_Xj7B8TE6I/s1600-h/loriesig%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="loriesig" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="91" alt="loriesig" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TO_vB4wbvzI/AAAAAAAACFM/5eY7aBhC3S0/loriesig_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-2989990290040884932?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2989990290040884932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=2989990290040884932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2989990290040884932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2989990290040884932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-was-great.html' title='Thanksgiving was great'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TO_vAMGOzpI/AAAAAAAACE8/PlJnThP20Rs/s72-c/Ryder_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-2023668981938019337</id><published>2010-11-19T11:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T11:42:10.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;During this season, we are all reminded to be thankful. Oh, that gratitude would be a part of every person all year long ,not just at Thanksgiving. Often it is the thing I run to when I feel down or blue. I make myself think about those things I am thankful for and how blessed I am and everything gets better.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have been sick for over two weeks, and when I got far on the road to recovery I started feeling bad again-it was a tooth that was almost abscess and giving me some pain and feeling bad. Two things happened-I had a friend help me find an emergency dentist who understands people with dental anxiety, and secondly he did a root canal and I feel better.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got the sweetest message yesterday that made my day, my week, my year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TOa25Q-7OGI/AAAAAAAACEg/f-ZEH5R9Y2o/s1600-h/END%20OF%20OCT%20032%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="END OF OCT 032" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="END OF OCT 032" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TOa26QIvHOI/AAAAAAAACEk/i84uKbfOfog/END%20OF%20OCT%20032_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was from this sweet princess…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dear. Meme.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I.&amp;#160; Love.&amp;#160; You. You. Are. One. Of. The. Best.&amp;#160; Grandmas.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I.&amp;#160; Am.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Going.&amp;#160; Too.&amp;#160; Be. Happy.&amp;#160; When.&amp;#160; We.&amp;#160; Move.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Because.&amp;#160; I.&amp;#160; Will. Live.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Close.&amp;#160; To.&amp;#160; You.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Xoxo. Love.&amp;#160; Emma&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She sent it as a message from her Mom’s Iphone. The sweetest thing is she just lives down the street less than a quarter of a mile, but they are moving to my end the block and will be even closer. I sometimes stop and wonder what good thing I ever did to be so blessed to have the love of my sweet grandbabies.&amp;#160; Just the thought of them make my heart glow with love.&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TOa27BdyBAI/AAAAAAAACEo/PFfiASSQkOU/s1600-h/Ryder%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Ryder" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="Ryder" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TOa27mjtx4I/AAAAAAAACEs/hKG_M-zYlRY/Ryder_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last weekend Ryder,&amp;#160; my sweet little grandboy spent the night, and a day or so later I saw some of my things moved around with his plastic dinosaur on top and I stopped and remembered the sounds, the smells, the laughter and singing while he was here. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love being a MeMe and I am thankful for my children who are striving to be good parents.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thankful-yes that’s me! My cup runneth over!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be BLESSED!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TOa277dugmI/AAAAAAAACEw/NO_v8E0gb3s/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TOa28UXBwkI/AAAAAAAACE0/OF3xcjp211g/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-2023668981938019337?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2023668981938019337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=2023668981938019337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2023668981938019337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2023668981938019337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful~'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TOa26QIvHOI/AAAAAAAACEk/i84uKbfOfog/s72-c/END%20OF%20OCT%20032_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7508453741107315598</id><published>2010-10-30T10:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T10:14:24.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How about a rerun~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wrote this two years ago at the end of October and it was funny this morning the house was cold , the air was crisp , the coffee was yummy and I am home alone so I started reflecting on my life, my home, what’s important. I read my Bible, I thought of my good life and I remembered writing this and wanted to share it again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-come-from.html"&gt;I come from…&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a family of 6. Loving Father, very involved Mother, Older brother, younger sister, baby brother.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where we ate dinner together every night.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I came from a home where Daddy worked, and Mom took care of the kids.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where my Daddy loved my Momma like Jesus loved the church. He put her happiness before his and took very good care of her always.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where parents said no and we did not get everything we wanted, but we got everything we needed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where my Mom made all our clothes, even underwear.When we were little, my sister and I always matched.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where us kids could not wait for 4:30 because Daddy would be coming up the road and he would get out of the car with his folded paper sack saved from lunch and he would hug us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where every day was spent outside playing and running around the neighborhood and we were safe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where we had one television and we all watched TV together at night and the shows were funny and healthy for families. On weekends I loved to watch Shirley Temple movies with my Mom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where there were punishments like being grounded and being spanked, usually by Mom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where all vacations were taken to see other extended family who we loved alot and were very close to.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where we hardly ever went out to eat at restaurants,when we did it was usually after church, to a family style place and Mom usually ordered for all of us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where fast food was a sandwich and chips at home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where we went trick or treating with a pillowcase and came home in an hour or two with a whole bag of candy and we were safe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where my mom worried about me having a weight problem and she watched what I ate in my teen years and was verbal about it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where we all decorated for Christmas. Christmas was very special and we got one good gift and it was laid out like it came from Santa, not wrapped.It was not the quantity of the presents but it was usually something we had expressed a desire for.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where every Sunday was the Lord’s day and we were at church in the morning and the evening. Also Wednesday nights. My daddy was the SS secretary for 20 something years and cooked the supper on Wed. nights.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I come from a home where there were fusses and tears but we always knew we were loved.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m so thankful for where I come from!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/MeMeLorie/SQT27DM097I/AAAAAAAAA9s/I255VRy4IUQ/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/MeMeLorie/SQT27fuPhUI/AAAAAAAAA9w/HT4zfrk93_Q/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-7508453741107315598?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7508453741107315598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7508453741107315598' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7508453741107315598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7508453741107315598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-about-rerun.html' title='How about a rerun~'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/MeMeLorie/SQT27fuPhUI/AAAAAAAAA9w/HT4zfrk93_Q/s72-c/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-4137662048105538943</id><published>2010-10-29T09:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T09:58:12.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s a Crisp Cold Morning-I love it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have had a good two weeks with a lot going on and a lot of good things accomplished since the last time I wrote here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here’s some pictures….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf3iUHLBI/AAAAAAAACCY/aoHrSlNQzHU/s1600-h/FALL%202010%20002%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="FALL 2010 002" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="FALL 2010 002" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf34hRgdI/AAAAAAAACCc/hx8056GeXJQ/FALL%202010%20002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All four of my grandbabies in my big old tub!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf4_3TUNI/AAAAAAAACCg/w4teEiGupzI/s1600-h/FALL%202010%20018%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="FALL 2010 018" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="FALL 2010 018" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf5IhmK9I/AAAAAAAACCk/X7uihdzf73o/FALL%202010%20018_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bubby’s birthday Dinner –it was yummy and family filled!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf59HsS1I/AAAAAAAACCo/xEYbGVqccaw/s1600-h/FALL%202010%20022%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="FALL 2010 022" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="FALL 2010 022" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf6SSFVsI/AAAAAAAACCs/8yKY_mIawEE/FALL%202010%20022_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf7VRunWI/AAAAAAAACCw/8f_UN33Ks_U/s1600-h/FALL%202010%20026%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="FALL 2010 026" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="FALL 2010 026" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf7jLKI6I/AAAAAAAACC0/MphreD3m_5g/FALL%202010%20026_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My Lil Bubby is growing up. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf8lsN5ZI/AAAAAAAACC4/FgEwAWazKCU/s1600-h/FALL%202010%20035%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="FALL 2010 035" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="FALL 2010 035" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf9MvwoxI/AAAAAAAACC8/AU_Z98fD9YA/FALL%202010%20035_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My best friends from High school and I went on The Ghost walk down town-lots of history-ghost stories walking and friend time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf93FrSuI/AAAAAAAACDA/mlQEQTT16-Q/s1600-h/FALL%202010%20034%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="FALL 2010 034" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="FALL 2010 034" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf-SauYRI/AAAAAAAACDE/n9ITX_ycZ84/FALL%202010%20034_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf_jABa3I/AAAAAAAACDI/9uRPOoM1Bh8/s1600-h/FALL%202010%20057%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="FALL 2010 057" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="FALL 2010 057" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf_2F8prI/AAAAAAAACDM/QAIag0SKSsE/FALL%202010%20057_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrgAuvNaUI/AAAAAAAACDQ/3s4yH6WjlDQ/s1600-h/FALL%202010%20060%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="FALL 2010 060" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="FALL 2010 060" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrgAxq25FI/AAAAAAAACDU/1m0C28H32So/FALL%202010%20060_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Grandbabies and more family time&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrgBqryTaI/AAAAAAAACDY/Op03syW1bw4/s1600-h/FALL%202010%20064%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="FALL 2010 064" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="FALL 2010 064" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrgCGbR5iI/AAAAAAAACDc/LLT6-PzxUNM/FALL%202010%20064_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrgC5XCvyI/AAAAAAAACDg/SyD1JuAgT1k/s1600-h/FALL%202010%20071%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="FALL 2010 071" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="FALL 2010 071" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrgDH-mzPI/AAAAAAAACDk/YojaZWvJ7Yg/FALL%202010%20071_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrgDws-3qI/AAAAAAAACDo/TfMrCLJEAj0/s1600-h/FALL%202010%20073%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="FALL 2010 073" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="FALL 2010 073" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrgECQQJRI/AAAAAAAACDs/BkHyraprwJg/FALL%202010%20073_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love my POPPY!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrgE0WlXWI/AAAAAAAACDw/9JxJg0ORr7M/s1600-h/FALL%202010%20072%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="FALL 2010 072" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="FALL 2010 072" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrgFKySlCI/AAAAAAAACD0/3ESzXEIBaWU/FALL%202010%20072_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;a border="0" href="http://www.lifeaseyeseeit.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i866.photobucket.com/albums/ab225/Lifeaseyeseeit/half-full-friday-banner.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;*I am&amp;#160; happy that I am blessed with a loving family!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am happy that I have friendships that have stood the test of time, stupidity, growing up and busy lives.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am happy that even on my stress-filled days and days when I feel overwhelmed I have joy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am happy that sometimes in the hustle and bustle God still finds a way to speak to me, this week – here is what I heard-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;From the words of a song-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h5&gt;Sometimes I feel disappointed by the way I spend my time, how can I further Your kingdom when I'm so wrapped up in mine.&lt;/h5&gt; God said-   &lt;h5&gt;“My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness.” 2 Corinthians 12:9&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am happy that I am a work in progress and He’s not finished with me yet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am happy fall is here and when I get in the bed the sheets feel crisp and cold.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am happy that this weekend will be more memories in the making.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am happy this week that I was reminded to work and share-that’s what matters.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;when i think about the Lord   &lt;br /&gt;how He saved me, how He raised me    &lt;br /&gt;how He filled me with the Holy Ghost    &lt;br /&gt;how He healed me to the uttermost    &lt;br /&gt;when i think about the Lord    &lt;br /&gt;how he picked me up    &lt;br /&gt;turned me around    &lt;br /&gt;how He set my feet    &lt;br /&gt;on solid ground    &lt;br /&gt;it makes me want to shout    &lt;br /&gt;hallelujah! thank you, Jesus!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrgFeWyFOI/AAAAAAAACD4/OgzezxwtrVI/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrgFllBsKI/AAAAAAAACD8/TtxmYNqyNW4/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-4137662048105538943?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4137662048105538943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=4137662048105538943' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4137662048105538943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4137662048105538943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-crisp-cold-morning-i-love-it.html' title='It’s a Crisp Cold Morning-I love it!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMrf34hRgdI/AAAAAAAACCc/hx8056GeXJQ/s72-c/FALL%202010%20002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-6448021059991193266</id><published>2010-10-16T00:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T00:49:40.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridays –how I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The weeks seem to go by so swiftly. I work Monday through Thursday and get my 40 in in 4 days. So most Friday mornings you find me sleeping until I wake up, then sitting in my chair, drinking coffee and reading blogs. I love relaxing Friday mornings –it’s a reward after a busy bustling week. I’m thinking about my already filled weekend and how beautiful the weather is. Tomorrow my Sunday school sisters and I are heading to Bell Buckle Tennessee&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8C4EU31I/AAAAAAAACBo/vusrDiWQ8RQ/s1600-h/oct%2008%20040%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="oct 08 040" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="oct 08 040" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8DQMBrZI/AAAAAAAACBs/FbkgtpHJa6w/oct%2008%20040_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; for a fun day of food , friends walking and all the crafts a little country town can hold. We have so much fun, we even made up a sound to round each other up.We sing or whistle kind of like the sound of that Indian kind of music and we can find each other. It’s funny but it works. Me and Juju do it louder than anybody!!!&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8EvC2qJI/AAAAAAAACBw/54dZmPL0xPY/s1600-h/oct%2008%20028%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="oct 08 028" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="oct 08 028" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8FdiFOKI/AAAAAAAACB0/W5TYurGINZ4/oct%2008%20028_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can’t wait- the weather is perfect. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sunday –I am driving to get my Ryder boy in Birmingham –he is on his first trip to the beach&amp;#160; with his Mom and Dad. I hope they are having fun, Chase will be 28 Tuesday and that was his gift for his birthday –a few days at the beach with his family. I wish I was with them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8GN-izlI/AAAAAAAACB4/NntLvF-LnBg/s1600-h/39591_451407041181_819646181_5260636_8258579_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="39591_451407041181_819646181_5260636_8258579_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="280" alt="39591_451407041181_819646181_5260636_8258579_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8GRJeH8I/AAAAAAAACB8/dAd26zLny3o/39591_451407041181_819646181_5260636_8258579_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I just had the best surprise my best friend just walked over to see me –still in my gown tail at almost lunch time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well fun or should I say grandkids called and I have been shopping and to a fun night at the pumpkin farm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8HOLPnZI/AAAAAAAACCA/9-p2mP9urOI/s1600-h/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="252" alt="66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8Hs1rhBI/AAAAAAAACCE/5tO4k2bD5go/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8IUW4bCI/AAAAAAAACCI/DeLJNTCoec0/s1600-h/68984_1645743424101_1252378248_1757598_6846155_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="68984_1645743424101_1252378248_1757598_6846155_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="252" alt="68984_1645743424101_1252378248_1757598_6846155_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8IwGo58I/AAAAAAAACCM/ar7mnpPGO8w/68984_1645743424101_1252378248_1757598_6846155_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a border="0" href="http://www.lifeaseyeseeit.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i866.photobucket.com/albums/ab225/Lifeaseyeseeit/half-full-friday-banner.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;*I’m so happy that my grandbabies want to spend time with me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I’m so happy I have been blessed with great friends who are family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I’m so happy that I have a great group of ladies in my Sunday school class and we like to spend time together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I’m so happy that basically I have a optimistic view of life and that I believe that we can make a choice to have JOY and I have!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I better get to bed tomorrow is another full day of love, sunshine and JOY!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8JfN2I4I/AAAAAAAACCQ/r02b-4UhrxA/s1600-h/loriesig%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="loriesig" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="107" alt="loriesig" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8JmejjmI/AAAAAAAACCU/gHdoKiLXZMY/loriesig_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-6448021059991193266?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6448021059991193266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=6448021059991193266' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6448021059991193266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6448021059991193266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/10/fridays-how-i-love-you.html' title='Fridays –how I love you'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLk8DQMBrZI/AAAAAAAACBs/FbkgtpHJa6w/s72-c/oct%2008%20040_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-6491604688662291351</id><published>2010-10-09T10:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T10:07:00.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s Friday-Time for JOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last night my house was full of my family and close friends. I fixed Taco Soup , Mexican cornbread and Apple Crisp with Vanilla Ice cream. There’s nothing I love better than a full house and children running around and good food.We even had our dear friend Christy –&lt;a href="http://clownmeme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Juju’s&lt;/a&gt; daughter come and do head and shoulder massages in her massage chair. Then two of my baby darlings stayed to spend the night with Meme~ I woke up to this…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCD8wtTyEI/AAAAAAAACAg/bQ6TxVsIGuA/s1600-h/001%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="001" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="001" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCD9QostbI/AAAAAAAACAk/gqTZSspSOig/001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCD-VRppeI/AAAAAAAACAo/DMBc1GoDFKM/s1600-h/002%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="002" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="002" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCD-33qBrI/AAAAAAAACAs/VA3tckrklQk/002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s the last day of Fall Break and my sweet baby girls and I are going to spend the day together and do girlie things, like shop and go to lunch and maybe take in a movie.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;First I wanted to share some thoughts from this week –then Half Full Friday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wednesday I went to the funeral of a man I loved. His name was Carl. I met him on the first day I went to work at the Senior Center –he came to my room and said “If you need help, need to know something-I’m your man. I’m like the Big man around here”. He quickly became my favorite man! Mr. Carl turned 85 that year and one of the things that made him special was although he suffered with Lou Gehrig's disease and was crippled by it, he had the best spirit and out look than anybody I know. As I sat at his funeral Wednesday, I was thinking that what made him the most special is the way he had of making you think you were the most special to him. I was thinking how blessed I was to know him and that was what I would miss –how special he was to me and how special he made me feel to him. As I was sitting there thinking this-the pastor said that was what made Carl such a great man , he had probably made each person there feel so special and important.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I hope that’s something I learned from him- the ability to make others feel special and important. God bless you Mr. Carl, now you are walking in Heaven and you’ve had a sweet reunion with your wife.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;By the way it is now Saturday morning –my Friday post was preempted for this…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCD_i6i7RI/AAAAAAAACAw/JFingi1VcWg/s1600-h/october%20002%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="october 002" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="october 002" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCD_7yBxWI/AAAAAAAACA0/XU3F2SQc1Nw/october%20002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCEA1TOQAI/AAAAAAAACA4/nfi3U0J-XCI/s1600-h/october%20018%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="october 018" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="october 018" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCEBXWMQaI/AAAAAAAACA8/CKYbIUpv5es/october%20018_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCEB11Ei7I/AAAAAAAACBA/mLCceaHpvLM/s1600-h/october%20024%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="october 024" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="october 024" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCECGpWd9I/AAAAAAAACBE/TYhNpWvlXYk/october%20024_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCECwLqpOI/AAAAAAAACBI/YTuCZDYsyfs/s1600-h/october%20035%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="october 035" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="october 035" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCEDRczDwI/AAAAAAAACBM/lCAgVFHOXx8/october%20035_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCEEFfbv0I/AAAAAAAACBQ/Kw5G1DAv8AM/s1600-h/october%20038%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="october 038" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="october 038" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCEET9ofqI/AAAAAAAACBU/qm7ExDsfpg4/october%20038_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCEE-_AVZI/AAAAAAAACBY/dLQVAOpl6mA/s1600-h/october%20039%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="october 039" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="october 039" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCEFY2ywoI/AAAAAAAACBc/F-6byo5gpSU/october%20039_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I spent the afternoon with my favorite little people. I t was a gorgeous afternoon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.lifeaseyeseeit.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i866.photobucket.com/albums/ab225/Lifeaseyeseeit/half-full-friday-banner.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So finally what brings me joy and fills me up-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I’m so happy to work at the Senior Center, where I have got to spend time with amazing people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I’m so happy that I have 4 little people in my life that are mine, who think Meme is pretty fun to be around and that I know a few more that belong to my best friends who think so too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I’m so happy that Fall and soup time are here. I love soup and cornbread!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I’m so happy for laughter and music –two things I couldn’t do without!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I’m thankful for God’s word- my verse for today is Philippians 2 in The Message-&lt;sup&gt;14-16&lt;/sup&gt;Do everything readily and cheerfully—no bickering, no second-guessing allowed! Go out into the world uncorrupted, a breath of fresh air in this squalid and polluted society. Provide people with a glimpse of good living and of the living God. Carry the light-giving Message into the night so I'll have good cause to be proud of you on the day that Christ returns. You'll be living proof that I didn't go to all this work for nothing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today is a new day-I better get out there…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCEFldH0MI/AAAAAAAACBg/fwCdjYFI2kQ/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCEF4cOQ5I/AAAAAAAACBk/mPrqUURgWUA/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-6491604688662291351?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6491604688662291351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=6491604688662291351' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6491604688662291351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6491604688662291351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-friday-time-for-joy.html' title='It’s Friday-Time for JOY'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TLCD9QostbI/AAAAAAAACAk/gqTZSspSOig/s72-c/001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-5295366138857949660</id><published>2010-10-02T10:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T10:19:01.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Full Friday on Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.lifeaseyeseeit.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i866.photobucket.com/albums/ab225/Lifeaseyeseeit/half-full-friday-banner.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wew- Meme had a busy week! It started with a beautiful Sunday- church was wonderful- I sang &lt;u&gt;I Will Love You&amp;#160; &lt;/u&gt;by Jason Crabb. I had to practice over and over so I wouldn’t cry when I sang it. Have a listen…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:56b5fb1a-0a25-4054-bb1d-6c971450850d" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="f2fb1033-dc61-4a05-b7fd-a1ec0161a677" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GiMpM6sC05A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TKdMzJTBT5I/AAAAAAAACAE/BNKcMP6V0x0/video03369e44097f%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('f2fb1033-dc61-4a05-b7fd-a1ec0161a677'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/GiMpM6sC05A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/GiMpM6sC05A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Then My grandbaby girls came home after a 10 days from Florida.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Monday was my Precious Emma’s 7th Birthday. She is an awesome, smart, beautiful, loving Spirit filled little girl.It’s true if you just meet her , you realize she is special!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TKdM0SmG8OI/AAAAAAAACAI/S4hz1L75tME/s1600-h/april2010%20033%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april2010 033" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="april2010 033" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TKdM1Sh_REI/AAAAAAAACAM/RbjZlg78hos/april2010%20033_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I worked a lot of hours this week. I even worked most of the day Friday which is my off day-but I got to go to a Health Fair for retired people and meet a lot of sweet elderly people and tell them how cool the place I work is.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Friday night I got to see Emma and Anna play their last Fall Softball games-they&amp;#160; enjoyed it. I enjoy watching and cheering.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I forgot to mention Monday Night 30 family and close friends enjoyed Dinner at my son –in -loves Chili’s for St. Jude’s evening. All the proceeds went to St Jude’s, but even better just about all the people I love and hold dear were together at a very long table and we ate, laughed, and had birthday cake. It was hectic, but sweet! And we supported a good cause on top of that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If all this didn’t seem like enough to be half full I’ll add a few more.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I’m so thankful and happy for cooler temperatures and that Fall is coming!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I’m so happy that my sweet daughter Bama Princess,&amp;#160; aka Whitney got a great job and starts training Monday –she also has a wonderful young man in her life that treats her awesome and really cares about her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TKdM2Hb59VI/AAAAAAAACAQ/O_LfNpZbK_s/s1600-h/44291_509668385239_192800868_30320149_8189340_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="44291_509668385239_192800868_30320149_8189340_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="44291_509668385239_192800868_30320149_8189340_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TKdM2YfIw8I/AAAAAAAACAU/z8pKXWMouyI/44291_509668385239_192800868_30320149_8189340_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I’m so happy and fortunate to have a good job and a healthy loving family. I know it ! There are so many layoffs in our area and there is so much sickness. I am thankful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am so happy to read other blogs on a daily basis where I am encouraged , enlightened and even entertained. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I’ll always say I’m so happy God loves me even though I don’t deserve it. He takes my burdens and makes them lighter!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed !&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TKdM2kXxGII/AAAAAAAACAY/7FtYGdwVwaM/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TKdM28W4YyI/AAAAAAAACAc/8b9YOQnBI0A/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-5295366138857949660?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5295366138857949660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=5295366138857949660' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/5295366138857949660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/5295366138857949660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/10/half-full-friday-on-saturday.html' title='Half Full Friday on Saturday'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TKdMzJTBT5I/AAAAAAAACAE/BNKcMP6V0x0/s72-c/video03369e44097f%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-5854986205575260221</id><published>2010-09-24T10:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T10:45:47.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Full Friday- Heck I’m all filled up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.lifeaseyeseeit.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i866.photobucket.com/albums/ab225/Lifeaseyeseeit/half-full-friday-banner.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Buckle your seat belt this could take a while:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am happy that I have a place where I can write my thoughts, share pictures, put feelings and opinions and express praise- my blog!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am happy that other bloggers encourage me by their thoughts, their pictures , their feelings and opinions and how they share praise!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am happy that I know on Friday mornings I will be encouraged to make a list of all things I am grateful for -Thanks&lt;a href="http://www.lifeaseyeseeit.com/"&gt; EyeGirl&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://myfivemen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Betsy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am Happy I am off every Friday -this morning I got up at 5:30 to go to my church and help with a ministry opportunity. They feed our local high school cheerleaders and football team a full breakfast every game day to show them someone loves them and is behind them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am happy that this week I have been married 19 years to a good, loving Christian man.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am happy that he got me an iPhone for my anniversary present-I've been wanting one for a long time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am happy that I graduated from high school 33 years ago and I have some friends from then that have been through thick and thin literally with me. Oh, the fun we've had and the things we've shared! I had a few of them and a few of our other friends and my Sissy over last night.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDdi17O6I/AAAAAAAAB_E/1-H7QsmiKk4/s1600-h/summer%202010%20102%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="summer 2010 102" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="summer 2010 102" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDeMYNKvI/AAAAAAAAB_I/hiiXFzoK1DQ/summer%202010%20102_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I’m happy that last night I found some pictures from two months ago, and remembered how special beach time with the family was!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDeqVFy7I/AAAAAAAAB_M/qGaR0ucJA0k/s1600-h/summer%202010%20016%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="summer 2010 016" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="summer 2010 016" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDexPu2GI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/OlNZMDmUTrE/summer%202010%20016_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDfjJVrpI/AAAAAAAAB_U/6EBS01EltXU/s1600-h/summer%202010%20030%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="summer 2010 030" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="summer 2010 030" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDf_LC2wI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/W5nuY0CKdpQ/summer%202010%20030_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDghfST-I/AAAAAAAAB_c/SxCc8q2DDjY/s1600-h/summer%202010%20006%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="summer 2010 006" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="summer 2010 006" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDhBEj9dI/AAAAAAAAB_g/_J-h_GG9t5g/summer%202010%20006_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDh8kd7PI/AAAAAAAAB_k/cQcVQrTYPL0/s1600-h/summer%202010%20001%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="summer 2010 001" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="summer 2010 001" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDicl5J8I/AAAAAAAAB_o/yFgsmNzwuBA/summer%202010%20001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDjAYcjpI/AAAAAAAAB_s/CGbYsEw6Oyk/s1600-h/summer%202010%20020%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="summer 2010 020" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="summer 2010 020" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDjft2KmI/AAAAAAAAB_w/id6rDGoblag/summer%202010%20020_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am happy that I love to read and have read several books this week.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am thankful I got to eat lunch with my two special boys this week.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDkscFubI/AAAAAAAAB_0/wjD1UI8pXB4/s1600-h/april2010%20169%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april2010 169" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="april2010 169" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDlFpbiNI/AAAAAAAAB_4/qZ_Ee_PJnwQ/april2010%20169_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am thankful for my Sunday school class- I love those ladies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am thankful that one of the things I’m most sure of in my life is the Love and Mercy God has for me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m Thankful!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My cup runneth over!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDlTeVtBI/AAAAAAAAB_8/tRMGEfhUTmM/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDlnKc27I/AAAAAAAACAA/YHSJAdqu2rU/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-5854986205575260221?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5854986205575260221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=5854986205575260221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/5854986205575260221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/5854986205575260221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/09/half-full-friday-heck-im-all-filled-up.html' title='Half Full Friday- Heck I’m all filled up!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJzDeMYNKvI/AAAAAAAAB_I/hiiXFzoK1DQ/s72-c/summer%202010%20102_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-8621693399910661136</id><published>2010-09-17T10:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T10:09:11.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I’ve been wanting to come back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have missed blogging , but I’ve been in a funk sort of and had a block. It seemed like life was having changes and I was more busy than ever. I feel overwhelmed with things I need to do, things I want to do, things I should be doing and what all I’m actually getting done.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Does that make sense to anyone? Thank you ma’am- thank you sir- I believe you just said “yes honey I know what  you mean”-right now while you were reading  so I feel better already!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can always get inspired here in the blog world and one person that I never miss reading is &lt;a href="http://http//myfivemen.blogspot.com"&gt;Betsy&lt;/a&gt;-she is awesome and I love the peeks she gives to her everyday life . She is a blessing. Go check her out –you will see! Today sweet Betsy is starting a series that I want to start too, because it is one of my mantras…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifeaseyeseeit.com/2010/09/half-full-friday-91710.html" target="_blank"&gt;Half Full Friday &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifeaseyeseeit.com/2010/09/half-full-friday-91710.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a border="0" href="http://www.lifeaseyeseeit.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i866.photobucket.com/albums/ab225/Lifeaseyeseeit/half-full-friday-banner.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is my looking at life half full list for today:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am happy I am off every Friday and I spend it with people I love , doing things I love!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I am happy that if I have a new job that affords me the ability to pay my youngest daughters student loans and she finished school and got a job.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am happy that I have the best of friends who are there for me even when I don’t see them everyday!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am happy that Tuesday ~September 21st  I will be celebrating 19 years in a safe, happy, Christ centered, non violent marriage! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am happy that I am getting back to my old self and not feeling so scattered, smothered and diced like Waffle House hashbrowns!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am happy Fall’s Coming.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am happy to desire to spend time with you -my blog that I have enjoyed sharing on for several years.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* I am happy that because of blogs –I feel like I have met some really unique and awesome people!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ll be back!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJODerQbrSI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/_cXSD2kQNtI/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJODewnEr6I/AAAAAAAAB-U/FmOXlnJ-jBY/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-8621693399910661136?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8621693399910661136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=8621693399910661136' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8621693399910661136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8621693399910661136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/09/ive-been-wanting-to-come-back.html' title='I’ve been wanting to come back!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TJODewnEr6I/AAAAAAAAB-U/FmOXlnJ-jBY/s72-c/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-8482616386983182466</id><published>2010-07-03T12:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T12:42:15.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This time last week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; A week ago yesterday I was enjoying a drive on a beautiful day with my sweet Mama. We were on our way to Scottsboro, AL&amp;#160; to stay in a cabin on the lake with my best friend, Barbie and her Mom and sisters as well as my sissy Julie. My other best friend, Juju and her Mom and sisters were coming on Saturday. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We would relax~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92Mes09FI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/jpby32IDNpM/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20001%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 001" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 001" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92NAptx8I/AAAAAAAAB8U/2oB2iv8KpcY/Mother%20daughter%20001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92OeeXMSI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/hoP6uF-HQ2s/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20007%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 007" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 007" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92O8lA1FI/AAAAAAAAB8c/u5UlaVHb2aY/Mother%20daughter%20007_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Enjoy the beauty~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92QP1d0SI/AAAAAAAAB8g/p3r3xsaclWU/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20005%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 005" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 005" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92QW0zNsI/AAAAAAAAB8k/GX2oJAz810U/Mother%20daughter%20005_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92RWWs0BI/AAAAAAAAB8o/91_E3csEL7w/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20003%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 003" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 003" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92Rwd-vJI/AAAAAAAAB8s/F2Z_yOCQj4w/Mother%20daughter%20003_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We would eat, sing, dance and laugh ~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92SliRNWI/AAAAAAAAB8w/rutuu9i3HCk/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20041%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 041" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 041" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92S3GfOLI/AAAAAAAAB80/5DyZaaARBH8/Mother%20daughter%20041_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We realized with age your underwear gets bigger~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92TmEgkCI/AAAAAAAAB84/9RwhANjMRQc/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20036%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 036" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 036" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92UJOfKKI/AAAAAAAAB88/MXFj_qHE8wU/Mother%20daughter%20036_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92UqWGtQI/AAAAAAAAB9A/qm3Kn8zy9dw/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20034%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 034" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 034" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92UznGb3I/AAAAAAAAB9E/I5bwkzouJyE/Mother%20daughter%20034_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We realized how wonderful it is to get away and spend time with those we love~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92Vu7HyxI/AAAAAAAAB9I/hbKtgnlBjCI/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20020%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 020" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 020" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92WKaEFsI/AAAAAAAAB9M/A4LGjliCAwo/Mother%20daughter%20020_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92W-x4srI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/EE-qS2VvCFo/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20025%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 025" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 025" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92Xb9bVhI/AAAAAAAAB9U/4JklbfYlVGw/Mother%20daughter%20025_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was another memory in the making!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92YPqfXjI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/vxCzvwgGII8/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20026%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 026" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 026" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92YghXx_I/AAAAAAAAB9c/xOTUDnnipvg/Mother%20daughter%20026_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We love our Mama’s!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92ZX2MyBI/AAAAAAAAB9g/zyLdrDsYEMo/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20028%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 028" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 028" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92Z7_LTrI/AAAAAAAAB9k/Rl1DfIejes4/Mother%20daughter%20028_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92aiPXiYI/AAAAAAAAB9o/y7P354fOJ9c/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20012%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 012" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 012" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92bNb8h3I/AAAAAAAAB9s/J0s6qeMsipo/Mother%20daughter%20012_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Its so great to have best friends!!!&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92bs3MlUI/AAAAAAAAB9w/gj2xRfKVBfQ/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20013%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 013" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 013" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92cKIzIZI/AAAAAAAAB90/apo0lu1yigA/Mother%20daughter%20013_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As Barbie said “friends by choice, sister’s by heart”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92csVRkRI/AAAAAAAAB94/KdSV9e3reKY/s1600-h/Mother%20daughter%20006%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Mother daughter 006" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Mother daughter 006" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92dGACJII/AAAAAAAAB98/PEyDgpEfbD8/Mother%20daughter%20006_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can’t wait for our next weekend away. I am thankful for my blessings! I wish you could have been there on the back porch while we sang “When we all get to Heaven” in sweet harmony, even “Delta Dawn” and the boogar song ! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92dQcmPeI/AAAAAAAAB-A/H5z4jdlOP64/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92dgjs_sI/AAAAAAAAB-E/uRUHTHFnff0/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-8482616386983182466?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8482616386983182466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=8482616386983182466' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8482616386983182466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8482616386983182466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-time-last-week.html' title='This time last week'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TC92NAptx8I/AAAAAAAAB8U/2oB2iv8KpcY/s72-c/Mother%20daughter%20001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-4731211864460862286</id><published>2010-06-12T10:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:45:31.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the good life and another year older!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; It seems the older you get the faster time flies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A week comes and then it goes, I love the sweet times when you slow down and watch a movie with people you love or sit down and eat together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Of course I love every opportunity to be with my grandbabies – I wish I could see my Ryder boy more than I do. I’ll see him tomorrow and all my loved ones at a cookout at my best friends house for my birthday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just a few highlights from the last few weeks…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOqwHxwhjI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/vO86-aByILo/s1600-h/025%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="025" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="025" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOqwdlx4cI/AAAAAAAAB7U/wE_-HMicA4g/025_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anna in the tub at Meme’s&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOqxN54WTI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/nf0f5qdTt3o/s1600-h/036%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="036" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="036" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOqxnWtPZI/AAAAAAAAB7c/-bS4xS3Xfi8/036_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My girls and me after we got showered and foofooed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOqyRj-tmI/AAAAAAAAB7g/DIfeWb8uh2g/s1600-h/048%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="048" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="048" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOqyu8fdZI/AAAAAAAAB7k/4PbkBlpl-20/048_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOqzYpGS5I/AAAAAAAAB7o/X6PsMiFyamc/s1600-h/047%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="047" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="047" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOqz-SxIbI/AAAAAAAAB7s/7VfuQm5wlEA/047_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOq0bTHQGI/AAAAAAAAB7w/V9lr6Pg9UoA/s1600-h/055%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="055" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="055" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOq05caSKI/AAAAAAAAB70/y1Dhdy2zaC0/055_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOq189ydoI/AAAAAAAAB74/a5eAR46mlsY/s1600-h/062%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="062" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="062" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOq2ZGcw0I/AAAAAAAAB78/giqxAa0CZ0c/062_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Swimming at Memaw’s-they’ll be doing it again tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOq3DFNpWI/AAAAAAAAB8A/-7CHtHhxrSc/s1600-h/065%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="065" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="065" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOq3iSUZoI/AAAAAAAAB8E/ChN6UEYPTwM/065_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This picture was taken looking through a field and through the trees after a rainstorm, where we were the sky was still dark –but look peeping through the trees was the sunshine –that’s the way life is. We may go through storms but they don’t last-they just help&amp;#160; us appreciate the sunshine in our life’s or should I say SONSHINE. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;More pictures tomorrow. Today I have a pool to jump min, a tee ball game to watch and a date with my hubby tonight. Oh yeah-living a blessed life!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOq4PxHRyI/AAAAAAAAB8I/kRE9BAVsiLg/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOq4Q2XSGI/AAAAAAAAB8M/SHiEijrKW2k/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-4731211864460862286?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4731211864460862286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=4731211864460862286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4731211864460862286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4731211864460862286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/06/living-good-life-and-another-year-older.html' title='Living the good life and another year older!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TBOqwdlx4cI/AAAAAAAAB7U/wE_-HMicA4g/s72-c/025_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-4683333424625630909</id><published>2010-05-31T23:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:31:29.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need some work</title><content type='html'>Things I'm working on:&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to get remotivated to work on being healthy-in other words losing some weight and getting more active,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm working on getting a handle on my house-it seems like I would rather spend time with loved ones and GO when I get the opportunity to clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm working on getting my pictures in some kind of order and onto an external hard drive. All 5000 of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm knitting a prayer shawl for someone I love who is going through a rough time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to realize how to start a prayer ministry for ladies who desire to be persistant in prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to come back to blogging and writing because I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to figure out if anybody even reads this-it doesn't matter if they do -I'll still write and post pictures and blog, because I know a little lady who'll be 7 this year likes Meme's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to work on things I can change, let go of things I can't and figure out how to tell the difference in the two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm working on being a better Mom, a better wife, a better person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to work on getting more sleep, drinking more water, and eating better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm working on figuring out what I'm good at....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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/6057433629452107110-4683333424625630909?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4683333424625630909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=4683333424625630909' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4683333424625630909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4683333424625630909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-need-some-work.html' title='I need some work'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7632777414343250683</id><published>2010-05-10T14:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T14:28:40.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This bears Repeating....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Birth Certificate shows that we were born.&lt;br /&gt;A Death Certificate shows that we died.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures show that we lived!&lt;br /&gt;Have a seat . . . Relax . . . And read this slowly.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That just because two people argue,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean they don't love each other.. And just because they don't argue, doesn't mean they do love each other.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for true love.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe... That you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe... That you can keep going long after you think you can't.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That either you control your attitude or it controls you.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done,&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That money is a lousy way of keeping score.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That my best friend and I can do anything, or nothing, and have the best time.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down,&lt;br /&gt;will be the ones to help you get back up.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had,&lt;br /&gt;and what you've learned from them.....and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life Forever.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...Two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That even when you think you have no more to give, if a friend cries out to you........you will find the strength to help.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...That the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&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/6057433629452107110-7632777414343250683?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7632777414343250683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7632777414343250683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7632777414343250683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7632777414343250683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-bears-repeating.html' title='This bears Repeating....'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-2082766491994817529</id><published>2010-04-02T10:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T11:05:07.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On my Mind Today…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Today is Good Friday and I’m sure it will be. I woke up next to this….&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S7YLtSjSOkI/AAAAAAAAB6U/J8RU3HPltV4/s1600-h/family%202009%20167%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2009 167" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="family 2009 167" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S7YLtzEyYwI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/C02x0_v31lk/family%202009%20167_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Besides having half of my body hanging off the bed, because she snuggles right against me-I love waking up next to one of my grandbabies.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Today I have lists to make and groceries to buy. Sunday after church we will have much to celebrate~My Poppy will be 77 Sunday and we will celebrate Easter and a risen Savior, along with a house full of loved ones and some Easter egg hunts.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;On my living room wall (on my heart too) there is a cross collection…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S7YLuU0zgFI/AAAAAAAAB6c/fiFNNYG04BA/s1600-h/001%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="001" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="001" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S7YLvEWWrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/PTUv62WFGUs/001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt; The cross has always meant something so personal to me, because I believe it was where the greatest act of love I’ll ever know and experience was shown to me.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 12:2-3(the Message)&lt;/strong&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we're in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed—that exhilarating finish in and with God—he could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever. And now he's there, in the place of honor, right alongside God. When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility he plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Please turn off my music and Watch.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;It says it all!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:117ec8bf-fe01-478c-a336-ce8ad8ffb1e3" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="4854ee83-b28a-4402-a95e-155f2be7b49a" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a3gn9HPIUxk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S7YLvbRq-LI/AAAAAAAAB6k/xlDFpu5SII4/videoaa9e28bb7cdb.jpg?imgmax=800" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('4854ee83-b28a-4402-a95e-155f2be7b49a'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/a3gn9HPIUxk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/a3gn9HPIUxk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Yep, this&amp;#160; is on my mind today…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I don’t deserve it and my soul is so thankful God loves me enough!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Be Blessed!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S7YLv7h8UTI/AAAAAAAAB6o/peRmmrCBGNA/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S7YLwMqPF6I/AAAAAAAAB6s/QS2Ikf35-9Q/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-2082766491994817529?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2082766491994817529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=2082766491994817529' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2082766491994817529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2082766491994817529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-my-mind-today.html' title='On my Mind Today…'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S7YLtzEyYwI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/C02x0_v31lk/s72-c/family%202009%20167_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-6860415256524972930</id><published>2010-03-21T17:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T17:06:09.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes ~I have been busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Pictures from the last month &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aX8Wynx-I/AAAAAAAAB4c/W-EbyLXYJgo/s1600-h/759%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="759" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="759" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aX9VRnpZI/AAAAAAAAB4g/VmuFx_I6HN8/759_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A snowy day in March&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aX-IJcSUI/AAAAAAAAB4k/BYrY0OICGRg/s1600-h/645%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="645" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="645" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aX-sGoFiI/AAAAAAAAB4o/vRQbFfHLMXk/645_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dinner at Meme’s&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aX_0hdgGI/AAAAAAAAB4s/QRJk3gFVqF4/s1600-h/638%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="638" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="638" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYAplSwDI/AAAAAAAAB4w/1Y6J9jzQFtQ/638_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love me some Emma&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYBhxrabI/AAAAAAAAB40/llUlx0AcCRU/s1600-h/737%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="737" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="737" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYCPg43WI/AAAAAAAAB44/99bW7hhflu8/737_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me &amp;amp; Juju&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYDIRxlTI/AAAAAAAAB48/EBgSzgBVDlk/s1600-h/780%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="780" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="780" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYDjKtDdI/AAAAAAAAB5A/RetkeEGNVWM/780_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dinner and dancing at the North Turn-Daytona FL&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYEkXjT-I/AAAAAAAAB5E/sS75NolyDfs/s1600-h/803%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="803" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="803" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYFFcTVBI/AAAAAAAAB5I/TZ-O7B7WgtU/803_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tired from Dancing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYF6tCOsI/AAAAAAAAB5M/YUQBMVaEoTY/s1600-h/789%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="789" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="789" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYGdcf0MI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/rDNG_JEIGyY/789_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYHgyoRKI/AAAAAAAAB5U/qhdN3kc0X1s/s1600-h/799%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="799" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="799" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYIDamNgI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/QYOz8nlV2pY/799_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s right ~swing me daddy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYJD4QxxI/AAAAAAAAB5c/f4EPaybIWOY/s1600-h/818%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="818" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="818" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYJw67qQI/AAAAAAAAB5g/SeUq8PRsmSI/818_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Meme and all her girls= Heaven&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYK657rXI/AAAAAAAAB5k/kb4asz3r9sc/s1600-h/851%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="851" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="851" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYLW49-BI/AAAAAAAAB5o/DpTk4KHgC1U/851_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Isn’t she a beauty?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYMOMJBTI/AAAAAAAAB5s/yx87nkyFtxs/s1600-h/855%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="855" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="855" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYM39P0CI/AAAAAAAAB5w/UDUTVIp31CI/855_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Seeing an old friend after 20 years-Matthew Taylor&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYOWS08_I/AAAAAAAAB50/Ozl8xLNk3tc/s1600-h/857%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="857" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="857" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYPCZfuEI/AAAAAAAAB54/kZ1ovpiBucw/857_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYQzsKsVI/AAAAAAAAB58/O_V4eDO4PrM/s1600-h/875%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="875" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="875" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYRX9JrKI/AAAAAAAAB6A/UDjUMUUr328/875_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Papa and his girls!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYSHzLvtI/AAAAAAAAB6E/zCvXwWdFKFw/s1600-h/634%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="634" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="634" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYS_IzSYI/AAAAAAAAB6I/Al4OEZBtSC8/634_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And the apple don’t fall far from the tree.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m sitting in that chair right now with some specs on and my laptop and sharing pictures of my busy but blessed beyond measure life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m so thankful for all of my blessings!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;YOU be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYTWysjAI/AAAAAAAAB6M/STp4YG9ZekE/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aYT-Y45rI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/MiNkB421jpY/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-6860415256524972930?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6860415256524972930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=6860415256524972930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6860415256524972930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6860415256524972930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/03/yes-i-have-been-busy.html' title='Yes ~I have been busy'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S6aX9VRnpZI/AAAAAAAAB4g/VmuFx_I6HN8/s72-c/759_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-2966276231274113730</id><published>2010-02-24T14:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:31:48.551-06:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Things I've Learned in my first 50 Years</title><content type='html'>1. When you're young you don't want a nap, when you're old you wish you could have one.&lt;br /&gt;2. It's okay to be goofy sometimes and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pray about everything.&lt;br /&gt;4. Chocolate is my friend.&lt;br /&gt;5. Work begins and last a lifetime, enjoy your youth while you can.&lt;br /&gt;6. God's timing is perfect, mine on the other hand is....not so perfect!&lt;br /&gt;7. A Ritz cracker with toasted marshmallow on top is the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;8. Starbucks is a wonderful place.&lt;br /&gt;9. FORGIVE! Period!&lt;br /&gt;10. Love getting to know people, ask questions, lots of them and really listen.&lt;br /&gt;11. What you think you are-you become.&lt;br /&gt;12. Family will be there when all others leave you.&lt;br /&gt;13. You should go to the beach once a year -experience God and his wonder, relax and get through the rest of the year.&lt;br /&gt;14. Church is your forever family.&lt;br /&gt;15. Sunday school is as important as church-it's where the loving meets the need!&lt;br /&gt;16. Someone else is always watching you!&lt;br /&gt;17. Babies are a precious gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;18. Music can calm the savage beast, cure what ails you and really touch your heart.&lt;br /&gt;19. Laughter really is the best medicine.&lt;br /&gt;20. Cigarettes are not our friends.&lt;br /&gt;21. Have I said Pray often.&lt;br /&gt;22. Treat others the way you want to be treated.&lt;br /&gt;23. People need love the most when they deserve it the least.&lt;br /&gt;24. Speak not as though it were not!&lt;br /&gt;25. We are our own worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;26. Enjoy the little things, they really are the big things.&lt;br /&gt;27. I'm so lucky to have had two Christian parents!&lt;br /&gt;28. This world can be mean, surround yourself with good and positive.&lt;br /&gt;29. Take lots of pictures, even everyday stuff, it's a memory keeper.&lt;br /&gt;30. To have friends, be the best friend you can be.&lt;br /&gt;31. Give more than you take.&lt;br /&gt;32. Cook lots of casseroles for the sick and the sad, it will come back to you.&lt;br /&gt;33. Never say I can't, because you won't!&lt;br /&gt;34. Invest yourself in others, it will pay you back.&lt;br /&gt;35. You're never to old to act like a child and enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;36. If it smells bad don't eat it.&lt;br /&gt;37. God is good all the time!&lt;br /&gt;38. Smell a baby as often as you can-hold it too if you're lucky.&lt;br /&gt;39. Try to laugh everyday and for sure smile. People will wonder what you are up to!&lt;br /&gt;40. Even beautiful people are ugly and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;41. I couldn't live without music, laughter and the love of my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;42. I have a heart for the underdog.&lt;br /&gt;43. It's hard to be good to those who hurt and despise you, do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;44. Don't stop with one prayer or twenty, be persistent in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;45. God loves me even when I'm unlovable.&lt;br /&gt;46. We should eat more fruits and vegetables-I know it and don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;47. Let go of yesterday and get excited about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;48. Keep friends from early in your life, they keep you grounded and love you unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;49. A book, a blanket, an afternoon= restoration for your spirit.&lt;br /&gt;50. It's not the size of something that counts, its what's inside that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, thats a few of the important things I've learnined~I'm still learning!&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-2966276231274113730?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2966276231274113730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=2966276231274113730' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2966276231274113730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2966276231274113730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/02/50-things-ive-learned-in-my-first-50.html' title='50 Things I&apos;ve Learned in my first 50 Years'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-2334252702758471901</id><published>2010-02-16T13:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T16:44:05.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer~A conversation with God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wake up and most days I talk to my Husband. I drive to work and I speak to my coworkers. I speak to the sweet elderly. The phone rings and it’s a friend- we have a sweet conversation. And so my day goes. The conversations I’m really working on are the ones I have with God. I have been reading an awesome book called &lt;strong&gt;The Power of Persistence &lt;/strong&gt;by Micheal Catt.&amp;#160; It is a very good book on prayer. I think we take conversing with God for granted, He wants us to talk to him about everything and anything.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Many times when I look at my blog, quite often actually I see that someone has been to a post I put entitled &lt;a href="http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-pray-you-enough.html"&gt;I Pray you enough&lt;/a&gt;, it was an email I had received that touched me. It makes me think that people are looking for thoughts on praying.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The U.S. News and World Report ran a cover story entitled “The Power of Prayer”.The article shared a recent Roper poll that found that nearly half of all Americans said they pray regularly or meditate every day.Far more than those who regularly participate in corporate worship. It also shared some interesting facts found in over six thousand responses to a poll they conducted:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*75.6% say they are Christians.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*64% say they pray more than once a day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*56% say they pray most often for family members.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*3.3% say they pray for strangers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*38.3% say that the most important purpose of prayer is intimacy with God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*41.2% say their prayers are often answered.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*1.5% say their prayers are never answered.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*73.9% say when their prayers are not answered,the most important reason is that they did not fit into God’s plan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*5.1 % say they pray most often in a house of worship.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*79.4% say they pray at home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All of these are interesting facts found in the December 2004 issue of&amp;#160; U.S. News and World Report and retold in Michael Catt’s book on prayer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The most important prayer we pray is the first one God hears, when we pray the pray of salvation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;John 9:31 (New International Version)&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt;We know that God does not listen to sinners. He listens to the godly man who does his will.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;1 Peter 3:12 (New International Version)&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; and his ears are attentive to their prayer,     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; but the face of the Lord is against those who do evil.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;Isaiah 59:2 (New International Version)&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; But your iniquities have separated     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; you from your God;     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; your sins have hidden his face from you,     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; so that he will not hear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ask yourself this question-when was the last time you had an absolutely meaningful deep conversation that had true meaning with an absolute stranger?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Do many of us want the benefits without the relationship?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I want both-I want the comfort, the joy, the counsel of being able to talk to God about everything. I want the power to see things I can’t even imagine. I want to rest in Him so that even when I don’t know what to ask for, He knows.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;Jeremiah 33:3 (New International Version)&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; 'Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.'&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m going deeper in learning about having a life of prayer and conversing with God and I’m excited about it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S3ryA3LZfbI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/ixd5mx81e4c/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S3ryBP-dvPI/AAAAAAAAB4U/O2ZtAaLFCHI/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-2334252702758471901?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2334252702758471901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=2334252702758471901' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2334252702758471901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2334252702758471901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/02/prayera-conversation-with-god.html' title='Prayer~A conversation with God'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S3ryBP-dvPI/AAAAAAAAB4U/O2ZtAaLFCHI/s72-c/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-894707523961880592</id><published>2010-02-11T14:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:02:54.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some More Things I've LOVED for a Long Time!</title><content type='html'>Waking up to the smell of bacon-cos that means I was at Granny Pearl's(I still get that feeling when I wake up in a house to the smell of Bacon)&lt;br /&gt;Listening to music for hours&lt;br /&gt;Reading good books&lt;br /&gt;When my children say they love me&lt;br /&gt;My daddy's biscuits&lt;br /&gt;Sunday School;o)&lt;br /&gt;Coffee&lt;br /&gt;Just mowed grass in spring time&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the beach and sensing God's presence&lt;br /&gt;Time spent with friends&lt;br /&gt;Your whole family together around a dinner table&lt;br /&gt;The smell of babies (Heaven)&lt;br /&gt;Singing for the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Giving gifts&lt;br /&gt;Knowing God loves me -even though I don't deserve it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Time!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-6740762308021685151</id><published>2010-02-08T23:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:28:44.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>Homemade chicken soup when you don't feel good&lt;div&gt;A freshly vacumned floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a house that smells good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A call from a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;singing with Juju&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time with my grandbabies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jelly bellys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finishing something I'm knitting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reading a book that changes my life (The POWER OF PERSISTANCE by Michael Catt)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fresh flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smiles and hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coffee with French vanilla creamer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a fresh snowfall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doing something for someone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reading good blogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my quiet time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&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/6057433629452107110-6740762308021685151?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-4432294183369915326</id><published>2010-01-30T12:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:52:08.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This time last week…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; This time last Saturday my little angel granddaughters had spent the night. We got up and had a big breakfast. Then they wanted to get into Meme’s beads and make a bracelet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_nKBdDUI/AAAAAAAAB2g/TuN5rzUQExY/s1600-h/009%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="009" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="009" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_nzVtzJI/AAAAAAAAB2k/2uXUN3FVvKw/009_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So besides making themselves and Whitney some they each made their Mom a masterpiece.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_ojaY6UI/AAAAAAAAB2o/SykmaA7N-nA/s1600-h/019%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="019" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="019" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_pO2qB0I/AAAAAAAAB2s/9T2CgIrOi1U/019_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_pwa446I/AAAAAAAAB2w/FRbJgch97MQ/s1600-h/018%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="018" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="018" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_qcNV-NI/AAAAAAAAB20/9S_W2dWAcL0/018_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_rOTx2rI/AAAAAAAAB24/GYGU_EKmP0E/s1600-h/011%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="011" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="011" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_rz6JeJI/AAAAAAAAB28/LLEP0NVEJ5k/011_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They did really good and we had lots of fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They watched Veggie Tales.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_swBibxI/AAAAAAAAB3E/P-zBbRLqSWM/s1600-h/028%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="028" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="028" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_tVe_08I/AAAAAAAAB3I/gn-ewNmUaD0/028_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Emma had on some pajamas that were her Mom’s when she was little~ oh the memories. We made even more and I love this picture!&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_uEQu6cI/AAAAAAAAB3M/rUAWgYmz05k/s1600-h/026%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="026" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="026" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_us_4kQI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/pey4t9j1aUs/026_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next came bath time…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_vTk1G4I/AAAAAAAAB3U/ebUwThYXYc4/s1600-h/034%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="034" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="034" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_v_5rbnI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/cOeoziBbOC4/034_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_wkJfTJI/AAAAAAAAB3c/EjwwdC5eXpg/s1600-h/039%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="039" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="039" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_xKh3-PI/AAAAAAAAB3g/lGrFPHiJHJc/039_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Dressed and yes, they had to get into Meme’s makeup and smell good stuff. Look how gorgeous!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_xhb2qPI/AAAAAAAAB3k/uiP35kwp0t0/s1600-h/042%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="042" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="042" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_yB3FcVI/AAAAAAAAB3o/w6o6_PRMahI/042_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_ynC9wOI/AAAAAAAAB3s/tKl40stadOo/s1600-h/040%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="040" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="040" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_zP0EV7I/AAAAAAAAB3w/eIqchcrlDcY/040_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We went to town met Mom and Dad for lunch.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Came back home went to a dinner. then went and picked up this little man and he stayed Saturday night and went to church with Meme.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_zgm4vYI/AAAAAAAAB30/YZ9F8aaHd48/s1600-h/044%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="044" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="044" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_0DX41zI/AAAAAAAAB38/zkCPJgmDrbo/044_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_02_0III/AAAAAAAAB4A/dItjscsoRmI/s1600-h/046%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="046" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="046" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_1fTY71I/AAAAAAAAB4E/iQ7LvkwyQac/046_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ryder is the best little man and I don’t get to see him as much as I want to. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am one blessed&amp;#160; Meme!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_1kT3RII/AAAAAAAAB4I/nLJlNZPu6wE/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_18D0ulI/AAAAAAAAB4M/Pk2UlQ93UsY/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-4432294183369915326?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4432294183369915326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=4432294183369915326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4432294183369915326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4432294183369915326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-time-last-week.html' title='This time last week…'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S2R_nzVtzJI/AAAAAAAAB2k/2uXUN3FVvKw/s72-c/009_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-8820766337132139197</id><published>2010-01-21T09:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T10:34:59.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference a year makes</title><content type='html'>This time last year I was writing on my blog all my big plans to get in shape-I'm a shape all right-it's called round. I didn't have the discipline and right attitude to start -work and complete my goal. I had good days and bad days and I did manage to loose a few pounds here and there, which I promptly found again right down the road. I  am on a different quest this year. I know I am a work in progress, but I really want to "Grow" spiritually. I want more of Him and less of me. I want to "Seek him first and then all these things will be added unto me". Maybe when I delight myself in the Lord He will give me the desires of my heart, and the ability to accomplish them. Another line from a song "All is vain unless the Spirit of the Holy one comes down"-I want to live with His power in my life, not my own and then see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure of several things:&lt;br /&gt;1. God loves me and it's not because I'm good enough. It's because He loves BETTER than anyone can even though I don't deserve it. HE is love.&lt;br /&gt;2. His son died for me, and even if I was the only person or the worst person around He would have paid my debt.&lt;br /&gt;3. The Bible is the the true and inerrant word of God and he gave it to me to be my guidebook. It's the book he wants me to use everyday as a life manual. &lt;br /&gt;4. Everyone has a circle of influence-people who love you and care about you-because of that you have the ability to affect thier lives for the good or for the negative. &lt;br /&gt;5. We are only here a short time and we should be doing what He called us to do.Tell others and live so that they know Him if they know us.&lt;br /&gt;With all that said-I have work to do-read His word-spend more time with Him and less with things that don't matter. For example-I watch too much TV. I waste time, I procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could say I'm going to be doing some pruning in my life. Maybe working on discipline in my walk will help my discipline in healthy ways that will accomplish last years goals also.&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely working on my prayer life, because I think that that's a good place to start.&lt;br /&gt;Love and prayer are my theme right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a work in progress.&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-8820766337132139197?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8820766337132139197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=8820766337132139197' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8820766337132139197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8820766337132139197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-difference-year-makes.html' title='What a difference a year makes'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-6283324498723915930</id><published>2010-01-02T23:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:15:11.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Party Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnhLr-oHI/AAAAAAAAB0w/jQKuCTd34fs/s1600-h/abby%20002%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 002" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 002" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnhgbVI1I/AAAAAAAAB00/aG1xce9I2B8/abby%20002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MeMe’s Abby girl is turning one on Monday-today we partied at Chunky Cheese!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AniGqGl-I/AAAAAAAAB04/1IrMyCUw5TU/s1600-h/abby%20008%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 008" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 008" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0Ani_2-S1I/AAAAAAAAB08/19jR6IOQiKM/abby%20008_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh, the fun the kiddies had. It was Ryder’s first time there and I think it was a little overload but it was sweet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I LOVE being with everyone of my kids and grandkids at once –it’s like a balm for my soul.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnjplU2dI/AAAAAAAAB1A/zqYePqrKovQ/s1600-h/abby%20010%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 010" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 010" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnkK6bGBI/AAAAAAAAB1E/g5HfGTN6sXo/abby%20010_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0Ank3N2EeI/AAAAAAAAB1I/J6ufMJTbMCw/s1600-h/abby%20018%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 018" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 018" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0Anle7vCcI/AAAAAAAAB1M/lZdacSrsf4g/abby%20018_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnmQ6axSI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/IBLOHOUXFjs/s1600-h/abby%20015%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 015" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 015" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0Anm9PytpI/AAAAAAAAB1U/iG0dOh8X-5A/abby%20015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnnVqo0RI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/JTscv7kcg78/s1600-h/abby%20022%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 022" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 022" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0Ann479SZI/AAAAAAAAB1c/uyhZI8_Qo7c/abby%20022_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnomGOrvI/AAAAAAAAB1g/vBL6oAzsxqw/s1600-h/abby%20030%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 030" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 030" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnpLVQGaI/AAAAAAAAB1k/7YmGqaaWZPI/abby%20030_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnpyDr7xI/AAAAAAAAB1o/7yqFDHPT33A/s1600-h/abby%20044%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 044" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 044" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnqU6KPaI/AAAAAAAAB1s/kdjgKauhasE/abby%20044_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnrG15WFI/AAAAAAAAB1w/2z0Qqv-xfxk/s1600-h/abby%20075%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 075" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 075" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnrczCtMI/AAAAAAAAB10/R8ujA6hug7c/abby%20075_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AnsBz-MzI/AAAAAAAAB14/0MdFZ667ZfA/s1600-h/abby%20088%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 088" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 088" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0Ansn900qI/AAAAAAAAB18/mMhGAg5zAIU/abby%20088_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0AntSom8JI/AAAAAAAAB2A/D97aFebazJ8/s1600-h/abby%20091%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 091" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 091" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0Ant9459qI/AAAAAAAAB2E/PQgF99cdQfY/abby%20091_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0Anu_5pjgI/AAAAAAAAB2I/-ejaeGIkaYU/s1600-h/abby%20047%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 047" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 047" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0An139EXOI/AAAAAAAAB2M/T0l0OSH9t2s/abby%20047_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0An2jNxFRI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/8XIgpEveK5Q/s1600-h/abby%20055%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="abby 055" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="abby 055" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0An3HoiSVI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ZpMhi_hAfQ4/abby%20055_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes, my baby darlin had a good birthday party!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0An3a4iH-I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/fiLJsApJrtQ/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/S0An3nO_bfI/AAAAAAAAB2c/Dt_EiT_HsXQ/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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 &lt;p&gt;Look and see…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7I9_C6_YI/AAAAAAAAByY/qc5e992GY-E/s1600-h/006%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="006" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="006" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7I-XyG2SI/AAAAAAAAByc/tQ_Ov5B65W4/006_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7I_Y4u10I/AAAAAAAAByg/Xm1TE1toDPY/s1600-h/015%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="015" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="015" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7I_6fYSrI/AAAAAAAAByk/qfnz2CF5U0g/015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Abby started walking…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JAa3ZyNI/AAAAAAAAByo/RZIYmOizYEI/s1600-h/023%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="023" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="023" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JBSuXTMI/AAAAAAAABys/OSYajeMsX_g/023_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ryder turned 2…&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JCMVhlzI/AAAAAAAAByw/675zAHC5ND8/s1600-h/christmas%202009%20002%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="christmas 2009 002" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="christmas 2009 002" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JCZR8mZI/AAAAAAAABy0/vU9k4bbeE1A/christmas%202009%20002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My Bama Princess graduated…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JDaOHhDI/AAAAAAAABy4/sLya2AsXMB0/s1600-h/2009%20127%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 127" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="2009 127" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JD1FK_YI/AAAAAAAABy8/wHTdpY7bW-8/2009%20127_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JEgH2XfI/AAAAAAAABzA/BMg4_RDqQ4M/s1600-h/2009%20130%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 130" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="2009 130" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JFJtrBjI/AAAAAAAABzE/teP9Y59vNGs/2009%20130_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There were parties and good times…&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JFz5DCpI/AAAAAAAABzI/WTfro_fzCbI/s1600-h/2009%20005%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 005" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="2009 005" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JGjVuipI/AAAAAAAABzM/Ds-_HQmNLoU/2009%20005_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JHfar4aI/AAAAAAAABzQ/qnXnaamjwCo/s1600-h/2009%20037%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 037" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="2009 037" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JIPc821I/AAAAAAAABzU/TzthoFD_MME/2009%20037_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JI60BWGI/AAAAAAAABzY/KGwGZIqWlF8/s1600-h/2009%20075%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 075" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="2009 075" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JJFA9tgI/AAAAAAAABzc/wxdScpXCAkk/2009%20075_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There was family and Christmas….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JKMdZg1I/AAAAAAAABzg/kmpWfcUm8_0/s1600-h/057%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="057" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="057" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JKvM6pTI/AAAAAAAABzk/OFUFKMsvuTw/057_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JLDwWzvI/AAAAAAAABzo/rN6HqYaVT3M/s1600-h/christmas%202009%20014%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="christmas 2009 014" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="christmas 2009 014" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JL-i1cGI/AAAAAAAABzs/p_eKSWIUVuc/christmas%202009%20014_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JMo_4VTI/AAAAAAAABzw/h6G240PH2ms/s1600-h/christmas%202009%20010%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="christmas 2009 010" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="christmas 2009 010" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JNFOtieI/AAAAAAAABz0/DNsWnezyiJQ/christmas%202009%20010_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JN92sFVI/AAAAAAAABz4/B9j30Wl46YA/s1600-h/christmas%202009%20030%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="christmas 2009 030" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="christmas 2009 030" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JOf2k5WI/AAAAAAAABz8/m9RgYUWqsCE/christmas%202009%20030_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There was Chocolate pie… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JPHPnXiI/AAAAAAAAB0A/UwSpJv2TGbo/s1600-h/christmas%202009%20059%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="christmas 2009 059" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="christmas 2009 059" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JPoRldMI/AAAAAAAAB0E/4l0lSK57v-E/christmas%202009%20059_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JQBe0nFI/AAAAAAAAB0I/zkzEbsfz7YU/s1600-h/christmas%202009%20055%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="christmas 2009 055" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="christmas 2009 055" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JQjVtWdI/AAAAAAAAB0M/W9T6fqTlDvY/christmas%202009%20055_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Daddy and Ryder dressed just alike…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JRcQ4i_I/AAAAAAAAB0Q/FRiP_q-cx7o/s1600-h/christmas%202009%20075%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="christmas 2009 075" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="christmas 2009 075" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JRzJNO4I/AAAAAAAAB0U/OZu1c_5fxMA/christmas%202009%20075_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JSsHWWeI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/25VxHjElq18/s1600-h/christmas%202009%20090%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="christmas 2009 090" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="christmas 2009 090" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JTCIr3-I/AAAAAAAAB0c/Obs7aKFUIWU/christmas%202009%20090_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nanny and Poppy healthy and happy…&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JT1a8UVI/AAAAAAAAB0g/bhlpWoThxA4/s1600-h/christmas%202009%20050%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="christmas 2009 050" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="christmas 2009 050" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JUcGPvZI/AAAAAAAAB0k/mTvxOD6VbSE/christmas%202009%20050_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes, December was good and rich in blessings!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JU6wuZyI/AAAAAAAAB0o/a4aV0wf_VpI/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7JVC465SI/AAAAAAAAB0s/Dv80HKE3wF0/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-619648015829528771?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/619648015829528771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=619648015829528771' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/619648015829528771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/619648015829528771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2010/01/scenes-from-december.html' title='Scenes from December'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sz7I-XyG2SI/AAAAAAAAByc/tQ_Ov5B65W4/s72-c/006_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7195247245563766288</id><published>2009-11-30T12:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T12:21:40.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s the Most wonderful Time of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The last few weeks have been wonderful.I went to Nashville with my girlfriends from High School. The trip was awesome.We shopped and celebrated Lisa’s 50th. She is the last one of us to hit the big 50.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQM-3f1yMI/AAAAAAAABw0/4tjgTq59ul8/s1600-h/007%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="007" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="007" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQM_ZUI27I/AAAAAAAABw4/rWu35RsuYZI/007_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We had a blast.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNAAEEPaI/AAAAAAAABw8/4tLDFUZpznM/s1600-h/011%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="011" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="011" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNA2XJKDI/AAAAAAAABxE/T_WnIfSaT3o/011_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNB6Y3c4I/AAAAAAAABxI/mOFzsBwpS4k/s1600-h/014%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="014" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="014" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNCQfq63I/AAAAAAAABxM/mNzolpBqRTg/014_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNB6Y3c4I/AAAAAAAABxI/mOFzsBwpS4k/s1600-h/014%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One of the best thing’s about that weekend has a story attached~for almost two years I have read every word of &lt;a href="http://audreycaroline.blogspot.com"&gt;Bring The Rain&lt;/a&gt;. I&amp;#160; have prayed for Angie and her family. I feel like I know them. I watched with excitement as Todd was at the Presidential Debate. I was sitting at my home on the Friday morning before we left for Nashville, and I said&amp;#160; “Lord, I would love to meet Angie”,because her writing really touches me and I feel connected somehow. We went to Nashville, I thought I saw her at the first place we went. I thought Lorie, you have been here many times, Nashville is a big place,You asked for a needle in a haystack. Before that day was through-we were sitting at Mellow Mushroom and I turned my head and saw a bald man in my peripheral vision , then I saw three sweet little girls-I jumped up and I knew God had allowed me my desire.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Angie was so kind and gracious and I hope she doesn’t think I’m a crazy woman, because I did get pretty emotional that God had heard my little request and allowed me the joy. Thank you Lord!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNDKL3lnI/AAAAAAAABxQ/sl9lKzRBxgw/s1600-h/ATT01826%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="ATT01826" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="ATT01826" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNDuD35mI/AAAAAAAABxU/DYKhu4cEiBo/ATT01826_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next came Thanksgiving..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The day was all about family and food.The best part was when four generations shared what they were thankful for.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNEYIG63I/AAAAAAAABxY/p9w4LzH6cHQ/s1600-h/018%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="018" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="018" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNEv2u1II/AAAAAAAABxc/oKZsaxViw_I/018_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nanny and Poppy are thankful for each other and their great family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNFgaMMeI/AAAAAAAABxg/wLkEJBLsu8w/s1600-h/020%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="020" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="020" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNGCpNn9I/AAAAAAAABxk/-a-tUMCaZ8k/020_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNGqKYqoI/AAAAAAAABxo/IRNEWL5jEPQ/s1600-h/023%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="023" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="023" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNHeW2-dI/AAAAAAAABxs/MGEjv_ZMD4M/023_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNIKvrfkI/AAAAAAAABxw/3N6QeBtCmL0/s1600-h/034%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="034" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="034" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNIgQLuKI/AAAAAAAABx0/LgI1UH4Ft6o/034_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNJSNSlYI/AAAAAAAABx4/VmP7p1BTpd8/s1600-h/035%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="035" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="035" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNJ9IKcyI/AAAAAAAABx8/o77HpwuJuz8/035_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNKltVLCI/AAAAAAAAByA/EJlX1eMlF4Y/s1600-h/080%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="080" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="080" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNLJTmo1I/AAAAAAAAByE/Z9ACD8aeoNM/080_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNLgtKBoI/AAAAAAAAByI/NkGicO5op64/s1600-h/070%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="070" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="070" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNMDifZzI/AAAAAAAAByM/0pxWMgk3LJo/070_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have so much to be thankful for, from salvation and a blessed life. Beautiful children and awesome grandchildren. A wonderful Savior who sometimes allows us small joys to show us He cares about what we care about. I Thank God for wonderful Christian parents who are still with us, great siblings with sweet families and all the relatives we are blessed with. I thank God for wonderful friends.I am abundantly blessed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The list is long and my gratitude is endless.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank you Lord for your blessings on me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNMVNmAgI/AAAAAAAAByQ/QzZP01mwxho/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQNM-B2MZI/AAAAAAAAByU/jFIGa1Do-bs/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-7195247245563766288?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7195247245563766288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7195247245563766288' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7195247245563766288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7195247245563766288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It’s the Most wonderful Time of the Year'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SxQM_ZUI27I/AAAAAAAABw4/rWu35RsuYZI/s72-c/007_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7037191688652733975</id><published>2009-11-20T10:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:01:55.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I’ve been Feathering my Nest;o)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I told ya’ll I’d get around to taking some pictures and showing you some things my sis-in law and I’ve been doing. When I say we’ve been doing –I mean she is the seamstress –I am the picker outer of fabrics etc. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Let’s see if you can tell anything from my pics…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9IEDO4WI/AAAAAAAABuo/q1y8cXIYEzM/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20002%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 002" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 002" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9InzAEHI/AAAAAAAABus/z7KY1Zje4Jw/House%20-nov%202009%20002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have to tell you-these are Better Homes and Garden panels from Walmart –but I love them in my room.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did you notice my Cross collection-I love my Cross Wall.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9JdWum6I/AAAAAAAABuw/nE9xAmCja5I/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20001%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 001" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 001" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9J-Fd8UI/AAAAAAAABu0/F9JMXCnTAi8/House%20-nov%202009%20001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My living room is Lorie style-not designer style but it is comfortable.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9Kg4ioYI/AAAAAAAABu4/IAsPlW1kxms/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20003%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 003" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 003" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9LMciy9I/AAAAAAAABu8/_X6tvBuuahA/House%20-nov%202009%20003_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9L_at-FI/AAAAAAAABvA/SxSt9KmhEfM/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20004%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 004" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 004" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9MQCkizI/AAAAAAAABvE/FGsKjrj9too/House%20-nov%202009%20004_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next to it –is the Dining Room! I love my new curtains and my recovered chairs we did .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9NU3oUeI/AAAAAAAABvI/U2nmtryPR1Q/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20005%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 005" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 005" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9NzF6GaI/AAAAAAAABvM/-oBliFYVayM/House%20-nov%202009%20005_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9OZJhZRI/AAAAAAAABvQ/QdzWxFscYd0/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20006%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 006" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="House -nov 2009 006" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9OtcpXLI/AAAAAAAABvU/987qNTOiAUo/House%20-nov%202009%20006_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9PgBMM1I/AAAAAAAABvY/4dy9FLuUGKY/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20007%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 007" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 007" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9QHb5l1I/AAAAAAAABvc/n6mubvKqc3o/House%20-nov%202009%20007_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My foyer got some attention with window treatments and it iswhere I welcome all my guests-well, most of my friends are backdoor guests but my foyer is nice.(Its awaiting the 9 foot Christmas tree that’s coming)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9Q_MQ9TI/AAAAAAAABvg/-ODp1n5LoTE/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20009%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 009" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 009" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9RaZMSnI/AAAAAAAABvk/03l7BWAyKSY/House%20-nov%202009%20009_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9SHSyweI/AAAAAAAABvo/LZ0UfNhi2XY/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20022%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 022" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 022" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9SsNF3AI/AAAAAAAABvs/nUIX1TvS3ZA/House%20-nov%202009%20022_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love this wall that connects the foyer and the living room…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9TYP7xXI/AAAAAAAABvw/33gPTy7MNAo/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20011%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 011" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 011" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9T1bg-2I/AAAAAAAABv0/OJQbnwUC_Ak/House%20-nov%202009%20011_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now the kitchen-I love my kitchen curtains!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9UsZYpVI/AAAAAAAABv8/uh_eQY7MbbA/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20017%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 017" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 017" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9VIxhJyI/AAAAAAAABwA/Hc7FC145ZFs/House%20-nov%202009%20017_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9WI5AWSI/AAAAAAAABwE/XxxwCxZNIM4/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20018%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 018" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 018" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9WqEDr5I/AAAAAAAABwI/r4AYJnGe92k/House%20-nov%202009%20018_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9XrbzsQI/AAAAAAAABwM/oCptf-REWns/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20013%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 013" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 013" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9YAtb40I/AAAAAAAABwQ/pAfTYgo232E/House%20-nov%202009%20013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9Y7UcCMI/AAAAAAAABwU/KjVziH25WQo/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20019%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 019" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 019" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9ZYpH3wI/AAAAAAAABwY/7Rja7zLVYlE/House%20-nov%202009%20019_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My sweet Sunday school class got me the Beautiful Feed on the Word Dinnerware-take a closer look..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9aGfePNI/AAAAAAAABwc/2foqDOvkMkg/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20020%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 020" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 020" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9aiccRTI/AAAAAAAABwg/Af8Dl8KJSZs/House%20-nov%202009%20020_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and this is where I sit to knit scarves, watch TV, read your blogs, Read the bible. My chair!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9bR5mLwI/AAAAAAAABwk/5-1rtvvf2R0/s1600-h/House%20-nov%202009%20023%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="House -nov 2009 023" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="House -nov 2009 023" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9b9cO1II/AAAAAAAABwo/Dc0YCauQdkA/House%20-nov%202009%20023_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Come and visit-we’ll have a cup of Coffee!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9cMcQYCI/AAAAAAAABws/nGAJJ81hrnQ/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9ci9suxI/AAAAAAAABww/NQPFaaUQWD8/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-7037191688652733975?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7037191688652733975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7037191688652733975' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7037191688652733975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7037191688652733975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-been-feathering-my-nesto.html' title='I’ve been Feathering my Nest;o)'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Swa9InzAEHI/AAAAAAAABus/z7KY1Zje4Jw/s72-c/House%20-nov%202009%20002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-6091681713651577622</id><published>2009-11-20T00:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:24:17.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week bites the dust…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today was my Friday at work~yippee. It means another week has come and gone and we are even closer to the holidays. I’ve said it before “Time flies when your having fun-I better be careful because I have alot of fun coming up. Lets see, starting with this weekend- I’m going off to Nashville with my girlfriends from High school. We are going to shop~watch a Movie~Eat~shop some more ~stay up late~laugh-celebrate the last one of us&amp;#160; to turn 50~did I mention Eat &amp;amp; shop! Next, comes a very short work week-then TURKEY DAY-what a fun day –family –food-remembrance of all we have been blessed with-more food and family. I can’t wait!! That brings us to next weekend and Tree trimming time with Juju and Barbie. I love putting up our decorations together. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then a few weeks after that comes GRADUATION-My Bama Princess graduates from the University of Alabama! It seems like just yesterday I was crying wondering how I ‘d get her there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh, I skipped right over the first week end in December which will bring the Rockettes in Nashville, then our Christmas Musical at church –which I always look forward to because I really know it’s the season then.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Any body tired yet?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How about a few scenes from my last few weeks….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY16ckP_pI/AAAAAAAABtY/bbB3Ir8K-Ck/s1600-h/2009%20915%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 915" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="2009 915" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY161-p_mI/AAAAAAAABtc/v45ohk4nQ3M/2009%20915_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love my Ryder boy-I’ve been missing him so bad. I don’t get to see him nearly enough! He turns 2 on December 10th. I can’t believe it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY17uPevjI/AAAAAAAABtg/n4m75zHHKLE/s1600-h/2009%20903%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 903" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="2009 903" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY177X2j7I/AAAAAAAABtk/Bn4RVFQiWq0/2009%20903_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY18rwkO3I/AAAAAAAABto/-U_pYp96XBA/s1600-h/2009%20922%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 922" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="2009 922" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY18zb-YtI/AAAAAAAABts/lyHEbGkXqC0/2009%20922_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Abby is 1o months old and starting to walk!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY19sukRYI/AAAAAAAABtw/trVYr_6N1Dc/s1600-h/2009%201029%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 1029" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="2009 1029" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY1-ExzEsI/AAAAAAAABt0/PL8ojGekC9A/2009%201029_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Meme loves her very much~there’s nothing like the feeling of joy and peace of holding your sweet baby.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY1-t3Hd0I/AAAAAAAABt4/HOWixdega8M/s1600-h/2009%20924%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 924" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="2009 924" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY1-5XbMeI/AAAAAAAABt8/A70BFrI-aM0/2009%20924_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anna is my sweet –wants to hang with Meme, mischievous little angel.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY1_h_NQ8I/AAAAAAAABuA/v5ez3-xmlF4/s1600-h/2009%20973%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 973" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="2009 973" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY2AQJWHtI/AAAAAAAABuE/541Qg6HK4o0/2009%20973_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She had her first cheerleading competition last weekend and a double ear infection too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY2AxwNT5I/AAAAAAAABuI/RT5uJ_PXhpA/s1600-h/2009%20930%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 930" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="2009 930" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY2BMQXgLI/AAAAAAAABuM/34F0u4H8maM/2009%20930_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Emma-lounging at Meme’s!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY2BzVlxdI/AAAAAAAABuQ/-4SGn3ce5S8/s1600-h/2009%20925%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 925" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="2009 925" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY2CdXew4I/AAAAAAAABuU/lyUis3hTIy8/2009%20925_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She is so smart-she can read really well-chapter books –and she just started Kindergarten.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY2DH8CIsI/AAAAAAAABuY/uBhGfh5QRXs/s1600-h/2009%201045%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="2009 1045" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="2009 1045" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SwY2DQhjhMI/AAAAAAAABuc/1SpFo19IZTo/2009%201045_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My cup runneth over!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! 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I have moved positions at work and I love many parts of it. For one I love working Bingo on Tuesday nights, it doesn't feel like work and it's among people-which is what I miss the most~ being among the sweet elderly all day long. I am now in Marketing, so I will be trying to raise money, educate the Public about our great place and planning fundraising events. All of this was a God thing in my opinion, because my Bama Princess will be graduating December 12th, and I am going to pay her student loans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403626736680058914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sv2J4yqeQCI/AAAAAAAABtA/pSX4b6HCqac/s400/ttown+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Another random thought for today, is I got a new Bible,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403628414650925938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sv2Ladl5w3I/AAAAAAAABtI/e8dK_-74H2s/s400/0310949246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Quest Study Bible features article/subject indexes and full-color map and timeline sections. The Quest Study Bible has clarified the meaning of Scripture for countless people. It will do the same for you.Description: With over one million copies sold, the Quest Study Bible—in beautiful Italian Duo-Tone™ binding—is designed to provide solid, Scripture-based answers to your most perplexing questions. With thousands of notes and hundreds of articles by top evangelical scholars, this unique Bible will quickly become your most trusted resource. The Quest Study Bible features include: • Over 7,000 sidebar notes that clarify the Bible’s most puzzling passages • Nearly 350 articles by top scholars that address the most popular and provocative questions asked by Christians and non-Christians alike • Article index and expanded subject index that help you quickly find the answers they’re looking for • Single-column Scripture text format • Color-keyed verse numbers that supply instant reference to articles and sidebar notes • Book introductions that identify themes, characters, and events in each Bible book • Over 150 two-color in-text charts, timelines, and maps providing background information you need to understand different passages • Concordance, dictionary, 16-page full-color map section, 7-page full-color timeline section, and reading plans to assist your study of the Bible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love God's word, it is my guide book, my owner's manual if you will. I think whatever is going on in my life can be applied to answer's found there. I think everyone should get a new Bible periodically to bring it to life again and feel you with fresh desire to read and understand it.I'm LOVING my new BIBLE and my time in the word!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random thought #3-I have had live in company for several months now and She is a seamstress, decorator -so soon I will have pictures of some improvements that have been going on around here. She hasn't tried to change my style just enhance it.So people get ready ... pictures coming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random thought #4- Last night I had friends over- It was Bunco night. I fixed a yummy dinner! I fixed Turkey and dressing, auGrautin potatoes with the best recipe, corn pudding , asaparagus and pea casserole, rolls and gravy. A new favorite was individual tomato pies- I used a good tomato pie recipe and made them with won-ton wrappers in a muffin pan-Yummy good and fun to eat. Desert was Krispy Kreme Bread Pudding-everybody left full and happy I think!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random thought #5-I really do try to be a cup half full person. I try to show the Joy of the Lord. I try to be positive and up-beat, not negative and hard to be around. I am finding myself lately in a funk~a little unusual for me. So pray for me. Pray for me and areas I need to work on in my life. Boy how I believe in the power of prayer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last random thought then I must get up from this chair and be productive-I'm so thankful that our God is still in the miracle business. For so long now I have been intwined in the blog and life of &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;Mckmama&lt;/a&gt;~ I have prayed for Stellan since before He was born and I have joined Twitter to get minute by minute updates when he has been flown to Boston for surgeries. This week God performed a miracle through the Doctor's hands and Stellan is well! If you need a blessing -go -read their story. God, you are awesome, Alive, and on the throne. Greater is He that is in us than the Prince of this world. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403640935981134626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sv2WzTLqMyI/AAAAAAAABtQ/xEIFOc6yC-o/s400/ReadStellansStoryButton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thank you GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-6870119236325075101?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6870119236325075101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=6870119236325075101' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6870119236325075101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/6870119236325075101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-thoughts-on-friday-13th.html' title='Random Thoughts on Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sv2J4yqeQCI/AAAAAAAABtA/pSX4b6HCqac/s72-c/ttown+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7643735278264873468</id><published>2009-11-07T09:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:58:52.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life….Blessings…Grandchildren…How sweet it is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What a bargain grandchildren are! I give them my loose change, and they give me a million dollars' worth of pleasure.   &lt;br /&gt;Gene Perret&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZHwBcxqI/AAAAAAAABrw/wus5tqA0uMs/s1600-h/14544_167216604430_585044430_2561924_4248946_s%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="14544_167216604430_585044430_2561924_4248946_s" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="150" alt="14544_167216604430_585044430_2561924_4248946_s" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZIBM4A6I/AAAAAAAABr0/IGmfuwR596A/14544_167216604430_585044430_2561924_4248946_s_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A child needs a grandparent, anybody's grandparent, to grow a little more securely into an unfamiliar world.    &lt;br /&gt;Charles and Ann Morse&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZIfQA02I/AAAAAAAABr4/l4YK-gdv3T4/s1600-h/9731_1252516958742_1404070345_716963_5223524_s%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="9731_1252516958742_1404070345_716963_5223524_s" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="106" alt="9731_1252516958742_1404070345_716963_5223524_s" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZIsD08fI/AAAAAAAABr8/YnQCawNFS-0/9731_1252516958742_1404070345_716963_5223524_s_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our grandchildren accept us for ourselves, without&amp;#160; siblings, spouses, friends - and hardly ever our own grown children.   &lt;br /&gt;Ruth Goode&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZI-f5HCI/AAAAAAAABsA/2I5LShBeoqY/s1600-h/12750_1262350244568_1404070345_745638_7359836_s%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="12750_1262350244568_1404070345_745638_7359836_s" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="106" alt="12750_1262350244568_1404070345_745638_7359836_s" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZJOcTgaI/AAAAAAAABsE/BHLNGKSarhc/12750_1262350244568_1404070345_745638_7359836_s_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When grandparents enter the door,    &lt;br /&gt;discipline flies out the window.     &lt;br /&gt;Ogden Nash&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZJR4wPzI/AAAAAAAABsI/1rs7c00tnCk/s1600-h/9731_1252501278350_1404070345_716863_7602498_s%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="9731_1252501278350_1404070345_716863_7602498_s" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="106" alt="9731_1252501278350_1404070345_716863_7602498_s" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZJsBH6MI/AAAAAAAABsM/fDrEnaw6RuM/9731_1252501278350_1404070345_716863_7602498_s_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Few things are more delightful than    &lt;br /&gt;grandchildren fighting over your lap.    &lt;br /&gt;Doug Larson&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZKErQ0qI/AAAAAAAABsQ/HJ3W4dFCx8E/s1600-h/anna.png"&gt;&lt;img title="anna" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="150" alt="anna" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZKQOTTlI/AAAAAAAABsU/jVVg4xUx6zk/anna_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It's amazing how young I feel    &lt;br /&gt;now that I am a grandparent;     &lt;br /&gt;aches and pains seem to vanish when grandchildren want to play.    &lt;br /&gt;Byron Pulsifer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZKiuON8I/AAAAAAAABsY/DmW2ev6dnfo/s1600-h/14544_167216609430_585044430_2561925_7341099_s%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="14544_167216609430_585044430_2561925_7341099_s" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="117" alt="14544_167216609430_585044430_2561925_7341099_s" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZLJvMtrI/AAAAAAAABsc/L8E5lmC8CZI/14544_167216609430_585044430_2561925_7341099_s_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I spent years developing my language skills only to have them reduced to babble, without a thought, without a care when with my little grandchild.   &lt;br /&gt;Byron Pulsifer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZLfuTPdI/AAAAAAAABsg/Vh_KeN8_mmw/s1600-h/abby.png"&gt;&lt;img title="abby" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="117" alt="abby" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZLzZXe8I/AAAAAAAABsk/H0r_BvgL8Ow/abby_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Also, I had the blessing of spending last weekend with best friends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Friends are like bras: close to your heart and there for support.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZMa0JgUI/AAAAAAAABso/RWtNWqpXNkU/s1600-h/015%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="015" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="015" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZM9_WAPI/AAAAAAAABss/4V5Mt4oM7zo/015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZN5n73UI/AAAAAAAABsw/kjTKl2wgltw/s1600-h/078%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="078" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="078" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZOTk03mI/AAAAAAAABs0/a1gfxAuLhd4/078_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;ins&gt;&lt;ins&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;Yep, life is good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZOhWJ6zI/AAAAAAAABs4/nN5ciC5XBZ4/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZOxFnl_I/AAAAAAAABs8/zRGdC0uNQcw/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-7643735278264873468?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7643735278264873468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7643735278264873468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7643735278264873468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7643735278264873468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/11/lifeblessingsgrandchildrenhow-sweet-it.html' title='Life….Blessings…Grandchildren…How sweet it is!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SvWZIBM4A6I/AAAAAAAABr0/IGmfuwR596A/s72-c/14544_167216604430_585044430_2561924_4248946_s_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-1608561055514286146</id><published>2009-10-28T15:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:26:46.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things been happening in my world...</title><content type='html'>I have been a busy camper this month of  October. Job wise_I changed jobs. I am no longer the Activities Coordinator at the Senior Center, in time I will be the Marketing Director. The Marketing Director is retiring and for a while I am learning the ropes from her, then comes the responsibility, along with the pay of being the Director and raising money for this place I love.&lt;br /&gt;Life wise-My granbabies are still beautiful, my life is still good. I have got to spend time with family-LOVE IT! Ryder had his first haircut. Abby's favorite word  is bye-bye. I saw extended family from Knoxville and got to spend time with them -too short though-I must make time to go visit.&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, I have been praying constantly for people that I love ~Papa Peete and his whole family.His daughter Barbie is my best friend. Papa has throat cancer and the way has been rough and steep and tearfully many hours I have spent in prayer. GOD is so GOOD! Papa's pet scan came back cancer-free. He has a long road of recovery, then He and Meme are moving to Alabama, what a blessing that will be. As I have thanked God I marvel at how surprised we get when He answers our prayers and gives us the desires of our hearts. I THANK HIM!! I am not surprised by this outcome really, I prayed for it. I like to say "Speak not as though it were not" about things that are just more than we can imagine, meaning don't think the worse. So now I want to believe-"Pray as if it is, and stand back and watch GOD!" Because even at the worst case scenario -HE will give us what we need to get through anything we are going through.&lt;br /&gt;Watch this new video I just think goes with what I'm feeling~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kQp75TsnpSA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kQp75TsnpSA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-1608561055514286146?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1608561055514286146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=1608561055514286146' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/1608561055514286146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/1608561055514286146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-been-happening-in-my-world.html' title='Things been happening in my world...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-54948446620542920</id><published>2009-10-06T22:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:58:54.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope this helps a friend of mine…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As a parent I have often had questions, fears, guilt and frustration. Thankfully, now I feel mostly proud and blessed as a parent. I have learned to let go and let God. But it was not always easy. I would say they are yours God -you love them more than I do please take care of them -then the next glitch would come and I would take them back. We do this with lots of worries and fears we have. I have anyway. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This poem by an unknown author was a help to me and I pass it on...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It's Your Move, Daughter&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I gave you life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot live it for you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can teach you things &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot make you learn.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can give you directions&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot always be there to lead you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can allow you freedom &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot account for it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can take you to church&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot make you believe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can teach you right from wrong&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot always decide for you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can buy you beautiful clothes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot make you lovely inside.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can offer you advice&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot accept it for you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can give you love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot force it upon you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can teach you to be a friend&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot make you one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can teach you to share&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot make you unselfish.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can teach you respect&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot force you to show honor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can grieve about your report card&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot doubt your teachers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can teach you about sex&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot keep you pure.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can tell you the facts of life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I can't build your reputation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can tell you about drinking&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot say NO for you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can warn you about drugs &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I can't prevent you from using them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can tell you about lofty goals&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I can't achieve them for you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can let you babysit&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I can't be responsible for your actions.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can teach you kindness&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I can't force you to be gracious.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can warn you about sins&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot make your morals.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can love you as a daughter&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot place you in God's family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can pray for you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot make you walk with God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can teach you about Jesus&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot make him your Savior.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can teach you to obey&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot make Jesus your Lord.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can tell you how to live &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I cannot give you eternal life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As parents we will make mistakes, we can try and do what’s right and we still will have problems, because children come with free-will just like we did. If God couldn’t force actions on his first born what makes us think we can.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know that to make it through children you need a pair of knee pads and just when you think they came out alright it starts all over with your grandbabies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SswR-5cpIgI/AAAAAAAABro/hgDtBUhFd-0/s1600-h/loriesig3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="loriesig" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="91" alt="loriesig" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SswR_TyVusI/AAAAAAAABrs/PPE-mH8MWl4/loriesig_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-54948446620542920?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/54948446620542920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=54948446620542920' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/54948446620542920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/54948446620542920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hope-this-helps-friend-of-mine.html' title='I hope this helps a friend of mine…'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SswR_TyVusI/AAAAAAAABrs/PPE-mH8MWl4/s72-c/loriesig_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-2405255383444410782</id><published>2009-09-30T14:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:54:55.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Porch</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;A blonde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;teenager, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;wanting to earn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;some extra money for summer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;decided to hire herself out as a "handy-woman" and started canvassing a nearby well-to-do neighborhood.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;She went to the front door of the first house, and asked the owner if he had any odd jobs for her to do.  "Well, I guess I could use somebody to paint my porch," he said,"How much will you charge me?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt; Delighted, the girl quickly responded,"How about $50?"  The man agreed and told her that the paint brushes andeverything she would need was in the garage.         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;  His wife overhearing their conversation said to him..."Does she realize that our porch goes ALL the way around the house? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt; He responded, "That's a bit cynical, isn't it?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt; The wife replied, "You're right. I guess I'm starting to believe all those dumb blonde jokes we've been getting by email lately.."           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Later that day, the blonde came to the door to collect her money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"You're finished already?" the startled husband asked.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"Yes," the blonde replied, "and I even had paint left over, so I gave it two coats."          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Impressed, the man reached into his pocket for the $50.00 and handed her a $10.00 tip.            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;"Thank you!!" she said, "And by the way," the blonde added,"it's not a Porch, it's a Lexus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-2405255383444410782?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2405255383444410782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=2405255383444410782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2405255383444410782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2405255383444410782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/09/porch.html' title='The Porch'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-2440360886737653147</id><published>2009-09-22T23:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:03:37.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip to T’town :o)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This past weekend I went to see Bama Princess with Lisa, one of my dearest friends from High School.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It rained and rained, but that didn’t dampen our spirits.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Friday night we ate at a GREAT restaurant named the Cypress Inn. It was delicious, then we went to see &lt;strong&gt;Love Happens –&lt;/strong&gt;it was a good movie.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Friday night-sweet Whit let us sleep in her comfy bed…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Srmd-JLFbaI/AAAAAAAABqw/uGX3lF6qvHo/s1600-h/ttown%20001%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="ttown 001" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="ttown 001" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Srmd_PkfsEI/AAAAAAAABq0/lQIk4TD6chg/ttown%20001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Saturday a.m. we woke to pouring rain…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Srmd_1yIcNI/AAAAAAAABq4/cFmLbMmW1_o/s1600-h/ttown%20006%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="ttown 006" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="ttown 006" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrmeAQa1S6I/AAAAAAAABq8/UNK6hgCZPSw/ttown%20006_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then the most wonderful thing happened it stopped and we walked the short distance to the stadium…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrmeBJmTfhI/AAAAAAAABrA/vG2itBES7BE/s1600-h/ttown%20003%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="ttown 003" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="ttown 003" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrmeBp3r3VI/AAAAAAAABrE/UlRwBoposw8/ttown%20003_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You can see it from her front door!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrmeCQtDEiI/AAAAAAAABrI/uW8_WYZB1ZQ/s1600-h/ttown%20010%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="ttown 010" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="ttown 010" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrmeCzzWunI/AAAAAAAABrM/Y-Lh3KldbAs/ttown%20010_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrmeDjiP_QI/AAAAAAAABrQ/J_gEfwaZajk/s1600-h/ttown%20011%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="ttown 011" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="ttown 011" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrmeENNPDuI/AAAAAAAABrU/TRD_o9xyUKg/ttown%20011_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrmeE4-1PaI/AAAAAAAABrY/Fg8GpGO31Yg/s1600-h/ttown%20013%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="ttown 013" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="ttown 013" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrmeFXumRNI/AAAAAAAABrc/X9nCVFUhq9I/ttown%20013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We had the best time!It didn’t rain the whole game. WE beat that lil’ old team from North Texas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Most of all, I enjoyed time with my baby girl. It is hard for me to believe she will graduate in just 3 months time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She can do and be anything she sets her mind to and I hope she sets it high. I am very proud of her. I will be watching to see what great things she does.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m ready to go back-I never thought I’d be a Bama Fan but something about your heart and your money being there changes things-so for now my orange and blue shirt hangs in my closet. I kind of like the look of Houndstooth!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrmeFrpMT5I/AAAAAAAABrg/lnK2bTLHw-k/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrmeGFdXKGI/AAAAAAAABrk/IY36Y0gKZHo/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-2440360886737653147?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2440360886737653147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=2440360886737653147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2440360886737653147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2440360886737653147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-trip-to-ttown-o.html' title='My Trip to T’town :o)'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Srmd_PkfsEI/AAAAAAAABq0/lQIk4TD6chg/s72-c/ttown%20001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7970722364692654197</id><published>2009-09-18T10:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:52:40.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some highlights from this Meme’s life…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; I said I was back and I proceeded to have a busy week with two twelve hour work days. Today I overslept, so I am staying home to pack for a SWEET trip to T’Town to see my baby girl and go the ballgame tomorrow.I am really excited –its been 30 something years since I’ve been to an Alabama game.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I told you I’ve been busy being a Meme-here’s proof…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsihjwmxI/AAAAAAAABpE/xOW3CBOsl0Y/s1600-h/family%202009%20001%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2009 001" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="family 2009 001" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsjVqnn5I/AAAAAAAABpI/hg1bD2yxyyQ/family%202009%20001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOskBob8VI/AAAAAAAABpM/EDw-_OVxjOI/s1600-h/family%202009%20002%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2009 002" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="family 2009 002" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOskr8wrvI/AAAAAAAABpQ/BG6nV9WeUGw/family%202009%20002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOslIgHPeI/AAAAAAAABpU/fpkC54JchZM/s1600-h/family%202009%20162%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2009 162" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="family 2009 162" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOslodI-KI/AAAAAAAABpY/eiwQsNn5PJo/family%202009%20162_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsmFxNo8I/AAAAAAAABpc/D6TPjJYs4AA/s1600-h/5731_1210876157748_1404070345_593074_2368995_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="5731_1210876157748_1404070345_593074_2368995_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="5731_1210876157748_1404070345_593074_2368995_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsmrvU2CI/AAAAAAAABpg/fKQU1SSAQQQ/5731_1210876157748_1404070345_593074_2368995_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve been to a few ballgames –my nephew is playing, my husband is coaching.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsnQuXseI/AAAAAAAABpk/hdCVdsbVQlg/s1600-h/family%202009%20147%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2009 147" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="family 2009 147" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsoHEwEII/AAAAAAAABps/50vjJpLetDk/family%202009%20147_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;#69 is my nephew Nick. Poppy doesn’t miss a game.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOso_XXkQI/AAAAAAAABpw/2ho63MmDmhQ/s1600-h/family%202009%20148%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2009 148" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="family 2009 148" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOspaMdUuI/AAAAAAAABp0/6Xvrp4LrAIk/family%202009%20148_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My sister –in law Gini is staying with us for a awhile and she is helping me do a little sprucing up of the old homeplace ~check it out…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsp_II6FI/AAAAAAAABp4/Rl0s6_MwzJE/s1600-h/family%202009%20155%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2009 155" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="family 2009 155" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsqRMmiMI/AAAAAAAABp8/rgUJruFfIsQ/family%202009%20155_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We covered these thrift store chairs that went from this to Gorgeous!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsq2pfqCI/AAAAAAAABqA/91JUXuMHSiw/s1600-h/family%202009%20153%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2009 153" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="family 2009 153" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsrQ6l5oI/AAAAAAAABqE/g3h6nh-hbVw/family%202009%20153_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOssa67ZoI/AAAAAAAABqI/XLPhd915Yb4/s1600-h/family%202009%20151%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2009 151" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="family 2009 151" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOstIxz_7I/AAAAAAAABqM/Z-pRWNup1eY/family%202009%20151_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I need a final picture of my dining room –but the curtains are next, then I’ll show you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Life is good!&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOstl5HMPI/AAAAAAAABqQ/pvDCTt0GHdA/s1600-h/family%202009%20167%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2009 167" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="family 2009 167" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsuEBEfAI/AAAAAAAABqU/rLerXkt-ikg/family%202009%20167_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsuy6RA8I/AAAAAAAABqY/lsl7OZBN2f8/s1600-h/family%202009%20191%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2009 191" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="family 2009 191" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsvd2q8-I/AAAAAAAABqc/lZ7_Q9Bd62Q/family%202009%20191_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOswyvLosI/AAAAAAAABqg/4UJ0dBBD64I/s1600-h/family%202009%20196%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="family 2009 196" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="family 2009 196" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsxZgBrJI/AAAAAAAABqk/sLqv2OsSWLQ/family%202009%20196_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be Blessed!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsxnVBvvI/AAAAAAAABqo/wtfg1B7TLdA/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsx3060LI/AAAAAAAABqs/TnnmHG8Q3x8/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-7970722364692654197?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7970722364692654197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7970722364692654197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7970722364692654197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7970722364692654197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-highlights-from-this-memes-life.html' title='Some highlights from this Meme’s life…'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SrOsjVqnn5I/AAAAAAAABpI/hg1bD2yxyyQ/s72-c/family%202009%20001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-1820855155912264126</id><published>2009-09-13T23:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:06:20.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sq3OVGd8bMI/AAAAAAAABok/W5wPpzdocOc/s1600-h/Summer+09+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381183991686393026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sq3OVGd8bMI/AAAAAAAABok/W5wPpzdocOc/s400/Summer+09+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has been a long time since I posted. I have had router problems at home, the busiest month of all at work and life moving full speed ahead. Each week in August began with Revival every Monday night and I was revived. I want to change some things for the better in my life. I want to live a life that matters. In a book I am reading it says "Friends don't let friends go to Hell". I am going to be more proactive in sharing my FAITH. That begins with me spending more time with HIM. &lt;div&gt;With much blessing comes much responsibility and I know I am blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381184017113297314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sq3OWlMMMaI/AAAAAAAABo8/BgukQgT0gEg/s400/Summer+09+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have stories to tell and pictures to share so be watching because I'm back....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381183999283171538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sq3OVixKENI/AAAAAAAABos/n2tt0xcVdwU/s400/Summer+09+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Have I told you lately that I love my grandbabies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381184008351592066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sq3OWEjPLoI/AAAAAAAABo0/TTQZa6sPQ2M/s400/Summer+09+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Be blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-1820855155912264126?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1820855155912264126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=1820855155912264126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/1820855155912264126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/1820855155912264126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sq3OVGd8bMI/AAAAAAAABok/W5wPpzdocOc/s72-c/Summer+09+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-2445597749716068235</id><published>2009-08-03T16:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:40:26.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the Elderly-I think they can teach us if we listen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something we should all read at least once a week!&lt;br /&gt;Written By Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio&lt;br /&gt;"To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me.&lt;br /&gt;It is the most-requested column I've ever written."&lt;br /&gt;My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:&lt;br /&gt;1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.&lt;br /&gt;2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.&lt;br /&gt;3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.&lt;br /&gt;4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and   parents will. Stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pay off your credit cards every month.&lt;br /&gt;6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.&lt;br /&gt;8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it.&lt;br /&gt;9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.&lt;br /&gt;11. Make peace with your past, so it won't screw up the present.&lt;br /&gt;12. It's OK to let your children see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;13. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.&lt;br /&gt;14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it.&lt;br /&gt;15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don't worry; God never blinks.&lt;br /&gt;16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.&lt;br /&gt;17. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.&lt;br /&gt;18. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;19. It's never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't take no for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don't save it for a special occasion. Today is special.&lt;br /&gt;22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;23. Be eccentric now. Don't wait for old age to wear purple.&lt;br /&gt;24. The most important sex organ is the brain.&lt;br /&gt;25. No one is in charge of your happiness, but you.&lt;br /&gt;26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?'&lt;br /&gt;27. Always choose life.&lt;br /&gt;28. Forgive everyone, everything.&lt;br /&gt;29. What other people think of you is none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;30. Time heals almost everything. Give time, time.&lt;br /&gt;31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;br /&gt;32. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;br /&gt;33. Believe in miracles.&lt;br /&gt;34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn't do.&lt;br /&gt;35. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.&lt;br /&gt;36. Growing old beats the alternative -- dying young.&lt;br /&gt;37. Your children get only one childhood.&lt;br /&gt;38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.&lt;br /&gt;39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back.&lt;br /&gt;41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;br /&gt;42. The best is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;br /&gt;44. Yield.&lt;br /&gt;45. Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a "gift."&lt;br /&gt;Remember that I will always share my spoon with you!&lt;br /&gt;Friends are the family that we choose for ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-2445597749716068235?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2445597749716068235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=2445597749716068235' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2445597749716068235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2445597749716068235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-elderly-i-think-they-can-teach.html' title='I love the Elderly-I think they can teach us if we listen...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-2187994980233821041</id><published>2009-07-23T10:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:01:39.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I met God Today</title><content type='html'>Twinkies and Root Beer&lt;br /&gt;A little boy wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with Twinkies and a six-pack of Root Beer and he started his journey.When he had gone about three blocks, he met an elderly man. The man was sitting in the park just feeding some pigeons.&lt;br /&gt;The boy sat down next to him and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the man looked hungry, so he offered him a Twinkie. The man gratefully accepted it and smiled at the boy. His smile was so pleasant that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered him a root beer.&lt;br /&gt;Again, the man smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word.&lt;br /&gt;As it grew dark, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up to leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the man, and gave him a hug. The man gave him his biggest smile ever.&lt;br /&gt;When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked him, "What did you do today that made you so happy?"He replied, "I had lunch with God." But before his mother could respond, he added, "You know what? God's got the most beautiful smile I've ever seen!".&lt;br /&gt; Meanwhile, the elderly man, also radiant with joy, returned to his home. His son was stunned by the look of peace on his face and he asked," Dad, what did you do today that made you so happy?"&lt;br /&gt;He replied, "I ate Twinkies in the park with God." However, before his son responded, he added," You know, he's much younger than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. Embrace all equally!&lt;br /&gt;~author unknown~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-2187994980233821041?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2187994980233821041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=2187994980233821041' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2187994980233821041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2187994980233821041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-met-god-today.html' title='I met God Today'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7098372230233602841</id><published>2009-07-17T10:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T10:34:22.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I had to share this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would this be great if it was taught in every school. A fifth grade teacher in a Christian school asked her class to look at TV commercials and see if they could use them in20some way to communicate ideas about God.      Here are some of the results:&lt;br /&gt;God is like. BAYER ASPIRIN He works miracles.&lt;br /&gt;God is like.. a FORD He's got a better idea..&lt;br /&gt;God is like. COKE He's the  real thing. (This is great)&lt;br /&gt;God is like. HALLMARK CARDS He cares enough to send His very best.&lt;br /&gt;God is like. TIDE He gets the stains out that others leave behind. ..&lt;br /&gt; God is like. GENERAL ELECTRIC He  brings good things to life.&lt;br /&gt;God is like. SEARS He has everything..&lt;br /&gt;God is like. ALKA-SELTZER Try Him, you'll like Him&lt;br /&gt; God is like. SCOTCH TAPE You can't see Him, but you know He's there.&lt;br /&gt;God is like.. DELTA He's ready when you are.&lt;br /&gt;God is like. ALLSTATE You're in good hands with Him.  &lt;br /&gt;God is like. VO-5 Hair Spray   ; He holds through all kinds of weather&lt;br /&gt;God is like. DIAL SOAP Aren't you  glad you have Him?  Don't you wish everybody did?&lt;br /&gt;(that one is my favorite)&lt;br /&gt;God is like . the U.S. POST OFFICE Neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet nor ice will keep Him from&lt;br /&gt;His appointed destination.  &lt;br /&gt;God is like. Chevrolet. . . .the heart beat of America  &lt;br /&gt;God is like Maxwell House. . .. Good to the very last drop  &lt;br /&gt;God is like. B o u n t y . . . .. He is the quicker picker upper. . can handle the tough jobs. ..&lt;br /&gt;and He won't fall apart on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-7098372230233602841?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7098372230233602841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7098372230233602841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7098372230233602841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7098372230233602841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-had-to-share-this.html' title='I had to share this...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-3510195006082124991</id><published>2009-07-04T10:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:46:59.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html"&gt;Happy 4th of July&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On July 3rd 1776, John Adams said July 4th ought to be celebrated by pomp and parade,with shows, games, sports, guns, bells, bonfires and illuminations from one end of this continent to the other….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In my family, for 10 plus years Fourth of July was the day all our loved ones would come and eat and swim at our house. It was a time I looked forward to. We would usually end the day with some fireworks and full bellies. Times change and today I’m sitting here in my home with no one around and I ponder this day and it’s meaning. I will be with loved ones later today and I will eat and hopefully view some good fireworks. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Best of all, when I think about freedom, I think about Jesus-who really set me free. John 8:36 says “If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.” I asked him to make me free when I was young and I thank him for that now as I am old. Romans 8:2 says “For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death.” I wish I never sinned, but I do and I have the confident assurance that Jesus stands beside me and has already interceded for me , and that I am free of the burden of sin. And lastly, Galations 5:1 says “Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ has made us free, and be not entangled again with the yoke of of bondage.” I’m thankful that Christ lives in me and is my best friend. .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sk95cWTfK9I/AAAAAAAABoc/XqlPFG3jt6A/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sk95cujPf2I/AAAAAAAABog/wbM6yErdBKU/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-3510195006082124991?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3510195006082124991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=3510195006082124991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/3510195006082124991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/3510195006082124991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html' title='Happy Fourth of July'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sk95cujPf2I/AAAAAAAABog/wbM6yErdBKU/s72-c/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7939348139227741841</id><published>2009-06-27T23:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:57:23.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; Weeks fly by and time flies&amp;#160; when you’re having fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We had Father’s Day and boy how I love my Poppy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3d5KtNDI/AAAAAAAABmk/9gWm2KjrJzs/s1600-h/june%20003%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 003" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="june 003" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3ebW7fSI/AAAAAAAABmo/tQfzwO2TdY0/june%20003_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Poppy loves his 4th great grandbaby and even let her use his finger as a teether!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3e1XIwnI/AAAAAAAABms/VQ7gt6eX5A0/s1600-h/june%20005%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 005" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="june 005" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3oIHNOOI/AAAAAAAABmw/Ki5l2H0Bo3Y/june%20005_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Speaking of Father’s my Chase (Bubby) was there with his sweet Ashley and My Ryder Boo!&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3oyrQs-I/AAAAAAAABm0/2hZFTKjZ6-w/s1600-h/june%20055%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 055" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="june 055" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3pXm0WQI/AAAAAAAABm4/FwzFW7KvqJ8/june%20055_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He is a good Daddy and Ryder learns quickly…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3qMf-iRI/AAAAAAAABm8/d5CZ5P8hyWQ/s1600-h/june%20056%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 056" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="june 056" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3qXS_wII/AAAAAAAABnA/p2OdJIErwxU/june%20056_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ryder loves him some Anna!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3rTQCwjI/AAAAAAAABnE/5PqgBzN9OKQ/s1600-h/june%20020%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 020" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="june 020" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3r-db0XI/AAAAAAAABnI/TRjRs6bfZgA/june%20020_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Its always fun to go to Nanny’s and Poppys …take me home country roads…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3saCCQrI/AAAAAAAABnM/ZlAuxV86HV4/s1600-h/june%20028%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 028" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="june 028" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3s21AhQI/AAAAAAAABnQ/geIIp1-_ixs/june%20028_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3tdj_vPI/AAAAAAAABnU/nh_PKM9u7G4/s1600-h/june%20038%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 038" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="june 038" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3twF8SeI/AAAAAAAABnY/emAaQyZoTcE/june%20038_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What a fun family day –full of love and great steaks and family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3uqCSl0I/AAAAAAAABnc/BxBxoaibz78/s1600-h/june%20045%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 045" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="june 045" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3vDzPjxI/AAAAAAAABng/cSU-YDmCD84/june%20045_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then ending the week with the birthday that never ends my high school girlfriends and I headed out for dinner and spend the night at the lake.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3v42hPhI/AAAAAAAABnk/mHEIXFylox4/s1600-h/june%20090%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 090" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="june 090" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3wfPzv8I/AAAAAAAABno/QhyHVzEf2-Q/june%20090_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Complete with a home made cake&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3xJrjqNI/AAAAAAAABns/fzrzW7FEYwk/s1600-h/june%20092%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 092" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="june 092" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3xtXBXJI/AAAAAAAABnw/VcxaOD7X-qg/june%20092_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Presents I cant share….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and a wonderful breakfast&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3yYMgIGI/AAAAAAAABn0/Ei8PYJYRfgk/s1600-h/june%20097%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 097" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="june 097" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3y-9dHXI/AAAAAAAABn4/QHOjSMtoJ2o/june%20097_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah –as always there was family time in the middle of the week…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3ze3EqlI/AAAAAAAABn8/XWyl1AUwzr4/s1600-h/june%20062%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 062" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="june 062" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3ztLDmQI/AAAAAAAABoA/9WQNbN20ULA/june%20062_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb30dxXHWI/AAAAAAAABoE/yBHG4ObAIJ4/s1600-h/june%20076%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 076" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="june 076" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb30xV4OxI/AAAAAAAABoI/UqV-TVg4O0Q/june%20076_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb31dSmS2I/AAAAAAAABoM/dlVLb6IoVWY/s1600-h/june%20079%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="june 079" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="june 079" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb31-iTASI/AAAAAAAABoQ/Yk-QvRJ0b4U/june%20079_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think about the song I love to sing at church-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;“There’s a roof up above me&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve a good place to sleep&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;There’s food on my table&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;And shoes on my feet&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;You gave me your love Lord&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;And a fine family&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you Lord, for your blessings on me”&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb32LrvbjI/AAAAAAAABoU/zQ6wNxRQizQ/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb32Ve6b4I/AAAAAAAABoY/GTI7-MocUP4/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-7939348139227741841?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7939348139227741841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7939348139227741841' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7939348139227741841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7939348139227741841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-week.html' title='What a week…'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Skb3ebW7fSI/AAAAAAAABmo/tQfzwO2TdY0/s72-c/june%20003_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-8414898229095125465</id><published>2009-06-19T18:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T18:04:52.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Life go faster after 50?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last Thursday I turned 50 – oh yes I did. I got my Nikon D60 from my great husband. I love it. I need to go take classes to learn how to use it. Friday night my sister Julie, my kids and my BFF’s threw me a Fiesta and a great time was had by all~alot of the people I love were all together in one room eating Mexican food, laughing, playing and&amp;#160; dancing-how FUN!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did you say you’d like to see some pictures? Well of course…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZOY9YJhI/AAAAAAAABjk/dMvj02zN8ws/s1600-h/June%2009%20025%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 025" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="June 09 025" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZO0gQ5oI/AAAAAAAABjo/F3sNq5Nq2AI/June%2009%20025_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Emma and Anna spent the afternoon before with me and got ready at Meme’s. Aren’t they gorgeous!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZPX6UrUI/AAAAAAAABjs/3S5tnel3iIo/s1600-h/June%2009%20044%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 044" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="206" alt="June 09 044" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZP2-78jI/AAAAAAAABjw/eujrtZd2cQA/June%2009%20044_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me and my 3 kids!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZVJHRJBI/AAAAAAAABj0/HdElefVFwSA/s1600-h/June%2009%20056%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 056" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="232" alt="June 09 056" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZVijZq2I/AAAAAAAABj4/X8BeqmLyk8Q/June%2009%20056_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me and my brothers and sister.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZWPCQBzI/AAAAAAAABj8/vDRZQX91mfg/s1600-h/June%2009%20059%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 059" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="June 09 059" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZWvkmG2I/AAAAAAAABkA/4jUc8_i1SfQ/June%2009%20059_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Baby Abby!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZXCsn0KI/AAAAAAAABkE/qnMTZeGoysM/s1600-h/June%2009%20046%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 046" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="181" alt="June 09 046" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZX-pCxRI/AAAAAAAABkI/2AWT6VagXeM/June%2009%20046_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My Best&amp;#160; girlfriends from High school.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZYmc7vqI/AAAAAAAABkM/p0T_E70q8TY/s1600-h/June%2009%20081%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 081" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="June 09 081" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZY4ws3DI/AAAAAAAABkQ/DlKRhlm8i8s/June%2009%20081_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZZgNysXI/AAAAAAAABkU/aPeSAIekbAk/s1600-h/June%2009%20090%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 090" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="June 09 090" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZaL5gdVI/AAAAAAAABkY/DfI5hqIYS_k/June%2009%20090_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My brother and His family came from Nashville.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZa2BqHzI/AAAAAAAABkc/A3nvJJqlT7g/s1600-h/June%2009%20067%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 067" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="June 09 067" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZbNGRYpI/AAAAAAAABkg/XFSCZMVNog0/June%2009%20067_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My friend Sharon came from Birmingham.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZb8fh2WI/AAAAAAAABkk/Ke3kLfzBZtA/s1600-h/June%2009%20052%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 052" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="June 09 052" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZcXJGhhI/AAAAAAAABko/D3hZNcnBK4c/June%2009%20052_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ryder had fun and his daddy made some great food!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZdBMhBiI/AAAAAAAABks/GR27Yg4vpxY/s1600-h/June%2009%20113%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 113" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="June 09 113" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZdpRnN8I/AAAAAAAABkw/_8UPtL_8Tmo/June%2009%20113_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Handsome Papa took most of the pictures-He sure loves his grandkids!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then we had the after party party…&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZehxtZQI/AAAAAAAABk0/DylgGIzHoEM/s1600-h/June%2009%20148%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 148" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="June 09 148" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZfA-8W2I/AAAAAAAABk4/tV3oaZXccE8/June%2009%20148_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZgpEgrLI/AAAAAAAABk8/v4BnTfR4NL8/s1600-h/June%2009%20139%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 139" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="June 09 139" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZhLUWVtI/AAAAAAAABlA/hsfEmKN2jjw/June%2009%20139_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZh3pfYcI/AAAAAAAABlE/xIBCe8FE2uo/s1600-h/June%2009%20142%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 142" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="June 09 142" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZiZj5n8I/AAAAAAAABlI/xnKFQV11LuQ/June%2009%20142_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZi5E3jTI/AAAAAAAABlM/I44_edJKwt4/s1600-h/June%2009%20135%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 135" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="June 09 135" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZjAknQGI/AAAAAAAABlQ/RIzA_xrLIDc/June%2009%20135_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think I’m going to like my fifties-it just seems like time is going faster. I have wanted to download my pics all week and share and life just passed in the snap of my finger.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think of the Harry Chapin song I love~ &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I let time go lightly when I'm here with you,    &lt;br /&gt;I let time go lightly when the day is through.    &lt;br /&gt;I keep a watch on time when I've have work to do,     &lt;br /&gt;I let time go lightly with you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I want time to go lightly when I am with my loved ones-my grandkids- my family-my girlfriends. I want our time to be like gifts –gifts of memories we make- that are more precious than stuff we acquire!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did you say you’d like to see some dancing…&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZjwCY6XI/AAAAAAAABlU/MMt5MGCO2Nk/s1600-h/June%2009%20066%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="June 09 066" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="June 09 066" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZkaVjDII/AAAAAAAABlY/W1kKrHdEYN4/June%2009%20066_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Life is GOOD!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZknDFjlI/AAAAAAAABlc/UJBGZIn3OGc/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZk4lKM5I/AAAAAAAABlg/Om0uK_WMCM4/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-8414898229095125465?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8414898229095125465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=8414898229095125465' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8414898229095125465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8414898229095125465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/06/does-life-go-faster-after-50.html' title='Does Life go faster after 50?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SjwZO0gQ5oI/AAAAAAAABjo/F3sNq5Nq2AI/s72-c/June%2009%20025_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-4538827741712912999</id><published>2009-06-19T10:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:27:59.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me share a great email I just got~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;A child was asked to write a book report on the entire Bible. This is amazing and brought tears of laughter to my eyes. I wonder how often we take for granted that children understand  what we are teaching??? Through the eyes of a child:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Children's Bible in a Nutshell&lt;br /&gt; In the beginning, which occurred near the start, there was nothing but God, darkness, and some gas.  The Bible says, 'The Lord thy God is one, but I think He must be a lot older than that. Anyway, God said, 'Give me a light!' and someone did.  Then God made the world. He split the Adam and made Eve.  Adam and Eve were naked, but they weren't embarrassed because mirrors hadn't been invented yet.  Adam and Eve disobeyed God by eating one bad apple, so they were driven from the Garden of Eden.....Not sure what they were driven in though, because they didn't have cars. Adam and Eve had a son, Cain, who hated his brother as long as he was Abel. Pretty soon all of the early people died off, except for Methuselah, who lived to be like a million or something. One of the next important people was Noah, who was a good guy, but one of his kids was kind of a Ham.  Noah built a large boat and put his family and some animals on it. He asked some other people to join him, but they said they would have to take a rain check.  After Noah came Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.  Jacob was more famous than his brother, Esau, because Esau sold Jacob his birthmark in exchange for some pot roast.  Jacob had a son named Joseph who wore a really loud sports coat. Another important Bible guy is Moses, whose real name was Charlton Heston.  Moses led the Israel Lights out of  Egypt and away from the evil Pharaoh after God sent ten plagues on Pharaoh's people.  These plagues included frogs, mice, lice, bowels, and no cable.&lt;br /&gt; God fed the Israel Lights every day with manicotti.  Then he gave them His Top Ten Commandments. These include: don't lie, cheat, smoke, dance, or covet your neighbor's stuff. Oh, yeah, I just thought of one more: Humor thy father and thy mother. One of Moses' best helpers was Joshua who was the first Bible guy to use spies.  Joshua fought the battle of Geritol and the fence fell over on the town. After Joshua came David.  He got to be king by killing a giant with a slingshot.  He had a son named Solomon who had about 300 wives and 500 porcupines.  My teacher says he was wise, but that doesn't sound very wise to me. After Solomon there were a bunch of major league prophets.  One of these was Jonah, who was swallowed by a big whale and then barfed up on the shore.  There were also some minor league prophets, but I guess we don't have to worry about them. After the Old Testament came the New Testament.  Jesus is the star of The New.  He was born  in  Bethlehem  in a barn.  (I wish I had been born in a barn too, because my mom is always saying to me, 'Close the door! Were you born in a barn?' It would be nice to say, 'As a matter of fact, I was.') During His life, Jesus had many arguments with sinners like the Pharisees and the Democrats. Jesus also had twelve opossums. The worst one was Judas Asparagus.  Judas was so evil that they named a terrible vegetable after him. Jesus was a great man.  He healed many leopards and even preached to some Germans on the Mount. But the Democrats and all those guys put Jesus on trial before Pontius the Pilot.  Pilot didn't stick up for Jesus.  He just washed his hands instead. Anyways, Jesus died for our sins, then came back to life again.  He went up to Heaven but will be back at the end of the Aluminum.  His return is foretold in the book of Revolution. -------&lt;br /&gt;You must share this delightful story! -------- I just did!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-4538827741712912999?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4538827741712912999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=4538827741712912999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4538827741712912999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4538827741712912999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-me-share-great-email-i-just-got.html' title='Let me share a great email I just got~'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7630682355613589642</id><published>2009-06-16T08:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:49:07.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some inspiration I recieved and want to pass along...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.&lt;br /&gt;A sharp tongue can cut your own throat.&lt;br /&gt; If you want your dreams to come true, you mustn't oversleep.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things you wear, your expression is the most important.&lt;br /&gt;The best vitamin for making friends..... B1.&lt;br /&gt;The happiness of your life depends on the quality of your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;The heaviest thing you can carry is a grudge.&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can give and still keep...is your word.&lt;br /&gt;You lie the loudest when you lie to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;If you lack the courage to start, you have already finished.&lt;br /&gt;One thing you can't recycle is wasted time.&lt;br /&gt;Ideas won't work unless ' You' do.&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is like a parachute...it functions only when open..&lt;br /&gt;The 10 commandments are not a multiple choice.&lt;br /&gt;The pursuit of happiness is the chase of a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;It is never too late to become what you might have been.&lt;br /&gt;Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you right.. Forget about the one's who don't.&lt;br /&gt;Believe everything happens for a reason. If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.&lt;br /&gt; Friends are like balloons; once you let them go, you might not get them back. Sometimes we get so busy with our own lives and problems that we may not even notice that we've let them fly away. Sometimes we are so caught up in who's right and who's wrong that we forget what's right and wrong. Sometimes we just don't realize what real friendshipmeans until it is too late. I don't want to let that happen so I'm gonna tie you to my heart so I never lose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-7630682355613589642?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7630682355613589642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7630682355613589642' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7630682355613589642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7630682355613589642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-inspiration-i-recieved-and-want-to.html' title='Some inspiration I recieved and want to pass along...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-4728518379800452462</id><published>2009-06-03T16:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:58:46.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a beautiful day....</title><content type='html'>Last week I was eating with my daughter and my grandgirls and we were talking as we ate. My Emma girl said her best friend is Olivia and that she loves her. Emma and Anna asked me who was my best friend. I said God is my best friend and they looked surprised. I said He has been with me all my life and I talk to Him about everything. He has never let me down and only wants the best for me. Emma thought for a minute and said Okay Meme, who is your best friend on earth? I asked who she thought- she began to name them- Memaw Barbie, Juju, Princess Kerry and then asked if they are my best friends. I said yes. So Saturday I get to their house to babysit and Anna is sitting on the couch- I am playing and talking to her and say guess who's coming over to help Meme babysit and visit? I said it's one of my best friends. Her eyes got huge and her mouth fell open in surprise and she said in amazement "God is coming here tonight!" I smiled and hugged her and told her God was already there but Juju was coming to play and have fun with us.&lt;br /&gt;I love kids!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343214872239777266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SibpneJvpfI/AAAAAAAABjU/vIxC5NDE-rU/s400/110_FUJI-DSCF0354_DSCF0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-4728518379800452462?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4728518379800452462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=4728518379800452462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4728518379800452462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4728518379800452462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-is-beautiful-day.html' title='Today is a beautiful day....'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SibpneJvpfI/AAAAAAAABjU/vIxC5NDE-rU/s72-c/110_FUJI-DSCF0354_DSCF0354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7666069384076326090</id><published>2009-05-30T12:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:07:12.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my first lazy Saturday in I don’t know when…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today I found myself sleeping late, waking to an empty house and a full coffee pot and the Food Network all morning. Boy, I can’t even remember the last time that happened. I feel like the Johnny cash Song-I’ve been to Savannah, Destin, Stumpy Springs, Nashville, Chicago, Tuscaloosa, Birmingham-I’ve been everywhere man –I’ve been everywhere! Today I am home and it feels really good!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In less than two weeks I will be fifty-did you hear me the BIG 50! I will officially be old! But I took that real age test and it said I’m 36. Somebody’s lying.&amp;#160; I think I know-my beautiful, precious, awesome God given angels keep me young!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SiFnq4Ggt9I/AAAAAAAABio/np4nOfUkT2w/s1600-h/May%20034%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 034" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 034" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SiFnrZNoN7I/AAAAAAAABis/jnErV7k12zA/May%20034_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SiFnsK_b9MI/AAAAAAAABiw/vP6hnOJ0Mzw/s1600-h/May%20051%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 051" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 051" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SiFnsuwuMtI/AAAAAAAABi0/2hnSdqmfnj4/May%20051_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SiFntFBEo8I/AAAAAAAABi4/6dCt4CZl_CY/s1600-h/May%20181%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 181" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 181" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SiFnthulICI/AAAAAAAABi8/zTMXdOR5Oac/May%20181_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SiFnuTpW9_I/AAAAAAAABjA/xO7B6V2DHAQ/s1600-h/May%20234%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 234" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 234" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SiFnu3A3J_I/AAAAAAAABjE/nnDYKp7l4VU/May%20234_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love being with my family and friends and I try to do that as often as possible. I really love my Sunday School class and miss it when I am not there-we lift each other up in all ways. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have lots on my mind-but one thing I really have there is priorities and choices. We all have them and we make them. Sometimes we make bad choices and then we must pay the consequence. Sometimes we get our priorities out of order and we need to have a heart check. I’ve been there- I sometimes feel like a frequent visitor there. I put things –even if they are good things above the most important thing…Knowing , pleasing and living for God!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have I&amp;#160; told anyone lately about the Lord and how He loves them and how they can have eternal life –which by the way -will be so much better than this life(and I love my life)!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was driving home from Tuscaloosa last weekend and I was listening to my WOW 2009 CD and a song came on and I listened to every word and I began to cry.You see I get to living and I don’t tell people enough, especially that daughter or son I pray for many times a day , that Jesus loves them and that’s the most important thing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Turn off my playlist and -Watch please and listen to each word-tell me do you know someone who needs to know this today…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:99fa68b5-de3a-4279-a985-8fbd7f24784e" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="44797d51-c935-47aa-b93e-7358afaef5a3" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k_1G0f1wz5k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SiFnvBjT7QI/AAAAAAAABjI/oZbUTCM9qWQ/video54120130cc62.jpg?imgmax=800" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('44797d51-c935-47aa-b93e-7358afaef5a3'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/k_1G0f1wz5k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/k_1G0f1wz5k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I thank God that He loves and has given me love for others. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;For God so loved Lorie that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” John 3:16&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I thank God that He has blessed me with so much more than I deserve. I pray that I am a blessing and will always share my blessings with others.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;amp;chapter=84&amp;amp;verse=12&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Psalm 84:12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;O LORD Almighty, &lt;b&gt;blessed&lt;/b&gt; is the man who trusts in you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I thank God that He has&amp;#160; shown me great Mercy-You see I am a sinner and I still sin although He has saved me. I thank Him for second and third and tenth chances.I THANK HIM THAT NOTHING i DO WILL SEPERATE ME FROM HIM. I pray I show others mercy-when they fall, make wrong choices,or even when they hurt me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ephesians 2:3-5 &lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;All of us also lived among them at one time, gratifying the cravings of our sinful nature and following its desires and thoughts. Like the rest, we were by nature objects of wrath. &lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, &lt;sup&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions—it is by grace you have been saved.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=50&amp;amp;chapter=10&amp;amp;verse=28&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;John 10:28&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one can &lt;b&gt;snatch&lt;/b&gt; them out of my hand.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay-I feel good this Saturday morning!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s almost noon –do you think I need to get out of my gown and do something constructive? I believe not…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I hope I just did. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tell someone you love today that Jesus loves&amp;#160; them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tell someone you don’t know that they can experience true happiness –even in these tough times we live in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you see someone in need –help them and then say you did it because it has been done for you a long time ago at Calvary.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thanks for letting me sit in my easy chair on my first lazy Saturday in my cotton gown and share the best news I know.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SiFnvS4tBLI/AAAAAAAABjM/GJK5xd2Qug8/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SiFnvmiYHOI/AAAAAAAABjQ/ZP5elEPDRwY/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/ShQYlCiksvI/AAAAAAAABig/cnS9MbjX0mw/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-8637271554833005462?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8637271554833005462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=8637271554833005462' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8637271554833005462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8637271554833005462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/05/tell-me-this-is-all-true.html' title='Tell me this is all true...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/ShQYlCiksvI/AAAAAAAABig/cnS9MbjX0mw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-3266160739453070196</id><published>2009-05-16T13:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T13:43:54.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Chicago</title><content type='html'>I flew last night through turbulence~I did not cry once. I know why-people were praying for me. I was prayed up !God is good all the time ! Now, My best friend Barbie and her two sisters and I are going to head out to see what we can see, eat what we can eat and have a good day! The only thing that would make it better is if my JUJU was here with us! We are going to be flying home on her birthday and I wish she could have come!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever realized that God is wonderful- I'm here to say He is ~ WE bought our plane tickets way back at the first of the year when fares were really low-on sale!! We got them for the month of May because it would be warmer and no snow!! Now it's come to pass that it was our appointed time to be here, because Nikki-Barbie's sister could really use some encouragement at this time. They are having some health issues in the family -those of us who have the peace of who holds all our days and problems try not to fall apart  during times like these-that's my prayer now -we can help Nikki and lift her up.And we do know how to have a good time and laugh and we will definitely spend some quality time with her.I will definitely post some pictures later!!&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with this quick little tidbit to laugh at...&lt;br /&gt;when I went throughthe security checkpoint-I set off the alarm.If you know me- at all times I have 5 silver bracelets I never take off-one will have to be cut off. Well the security lady said take off all your jewelry so I took of earrings, bracelets-except for the one that has to be cut off- I still set it off . So she makes me step in a clear booth and wait, then she takes me to another clear room which is bigger and says she will have to search me and frisk me... so she starts with the wand and rubs it everywhere - would you believe the ridgets on my jeans pocket and My LARGE underwire of my bra was the culprit-then I get the happy ,happy  joy , joy of the pat down.She said I'm sorry I have to do this then she puts her gloved hands in between my BOSOMS- and then feels all around my bazoombas!Then she feels all over where I had clothes covering, even up my thighs. I laughed the whole time and started to say whoo now I need a cigarette-Just kidding -it was the most action I've seen lately!!!&lt;br /&gt;See I told ya I can have me some fun anywhere!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back!&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for our safe trip and the chance to spend this time with Barbie and her sistas!!&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-3266160739453070196?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3266160739453070196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=3266160739453070196' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/3266160739453070196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/3266160739453070196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-in-chicago.html' title='I&apos;m in Chicago'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7149878411917501218</id><published>2009-05-13T15:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:06:57.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I"ve learned...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I learned that I like my teacher because she cries when we sing "Silent Night".Age 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that our dog doesn't want to eat my broccoli either.Age 7&lt;br /&gt;I learned that when I wave to people in the country, they stop what they are doing and wave back.Age 9&lt;br /&gt;I learned that just when I get my room the way I like it, Mom makes me clean it up again.Age 12&lt;br /&gt;I learned that if you want to cheer yourself up, you should try cheering someone else up.Age 14&lt;br /&gt;I learned that although it's hard to admit it, I'm secretly glad my parents are strict with me.Age 15&lt;br /&gt;I learned that silent company is often more healing than words of advice.Age 24&lt;br /&gt;I learned that brushing my child's hair is one of life's great pleasures.Age 26&lt;br /&gt;I learned that wherever I go, the world's worst drivers have followed me there.Age 29&lt;br /&gt;I learned that if someone says something unkind about me, I must live so that no one will believe it.Age 30&lt;br /&gt;I learned that there are people who love you dearly but just don't know how to show it.Age 42&lt;br /&gt;I learned that you can make some one's day by simply sending them a little note.Age 44&lt;br /&gt;I learned that the greater a person's sense of guilt, the greater his or her need to cast blame on others.Age 46&lt;br /&gt;I learned that children and grandparents are natural allies.Age 47&lt;br /&gt;I learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.Age 48&lt;br /&gt;I learned that singing "Amazing Grace" can lift my spirits for hours.Age 49&lt;br /&gt;I learned that motel mattresses are better on the side away from the phone.Age 50&lt;br /&gt;I learned that you can tell a lot about a man by the way he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.Age 51&lt;br /&gt;I learned that keeping a vegetable garden is worth a medicine cabinet full of pills.Age 52&lt;br /&gt;I learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you miss them terribly after they die.Age 53&lt;br /&gt;I learned that making a living is not the same thing as making a life.Age 58&lt;br /&gt;I learned that if you want to do something positive for your children, work to improve your marriage.Age 61&lt;br /&gt;I learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.Age 62&lt;br /&gt;I learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.Age 64&lt;br /&gt;I learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But if you focus on your family, the needs of others, your work, meeting new people, and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.Age 65&lt;br /&gt;I learned that whenever I decide something with kindness, I usually make the right decision.Age 66&lt;br /&gt;I learned that everyone can use a prayer.Age 72&lt;br /&gt;I learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.Age 82&lt;br /&gt;I learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch-holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.Age 90&lt;br /&gt;I learned that I still have a lot to learn.Age 92&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-7149878411917501218?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7149878411917501218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7149878411917501218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7149878411917501218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7149878411917501218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-learned.html' title='I&quot;ve learned...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-5122689503500476705</id><published>2009-05-13T13:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:15:45.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I pray you enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;ENOUGH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged, and the mother said, 'I love you, and I pray you enough.'The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough.Your love is all I ever needed. I pray you enough, too, Mom.'They kissed, and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy, but she welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever? 'Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye? ''Well...I'm not as young as I once was, she lives so far away &amp;amp; has her own busy life.  I have some challenges ahead, and the reality is - her next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said.'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I pray you enough.' May I ask what that means?'She began to smile. 'That's a prayer that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone.' She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and she smiled even more.'When we said, 'I pray you enough,' we wanted the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.'   Then, turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.&lt;br /&gt;I pray you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she began to cry, and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;They say, it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but an entire life to forget them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-5122689503500476705?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5122689503500476705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=5122689503500476705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/5122689503500476705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/5122689503500476705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-pray-you-enough.html' title='I pray you enough'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-6763106124953443630</id><published>2009-05-12T23:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:20:40.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I’ve been a busy Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; I’ve been a bad blogger but a good Meme!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve had Ryder spend the night…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKOnpfPVI/AAAAAAAABgM/m0K8iWQJUis/s1600-h/May%20012%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 012" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 012" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKPKcjAYI/AAAAAAAABgQ/qN0Gu2lMKls/May%20012_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We’ve been to birthday parties…&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKP04voYI/AAAAAAAABgU/1Ygj2kIkPio/s1600-h/May%20035%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 035" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 035" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKQcBpTrI/AAAAAAAABgY/lEkaLjGRMVU/May%20035_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We celebrated Anna’s big day-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKRPigMpI/AAAAAAAABgc/5Dv36Ex5eW4/s1600-h/May%20071%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 071" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 071" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKRvJMJqI/AAAAAAAABgg/UPDu8QnYIY8/May%20071_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Watched fireworks&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKSUf-UQI/AAAAAAAABgk/bNnQYP0BzZ4/s1600-h/May%20104%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 104" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 104" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKS6qEhHI/AAAAAAAABgo/Lj3OL2e95nU/May%20104_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Been to the beach&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKTlXP1TI/AAAAAAAABgs/mkZgaXd7S_M/s1600-h/May%20132%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 132" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 132" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKUCz5u3I/AAAAAAAABgw/ljs_nQhmlUE/May%20132_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKUy3WbiI/AAAAAAAABg0/Et368xV3OOY/s1600-h/May%20098%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 098" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 098" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKVvIkY5I/AAAAAAAABg4/RGk-rLilA2E/May%20098_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had good family time&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKWU_K-xI/AAAAAAAABg8/qD-t5gt6rnA/s1600-h/May%20147%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 147" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 147" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKWw21mxI/AAAAAAAABhA/htkH50X1fTI/May%20147_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKYH_YG1I/AAAAAAAABhE/yDTO4YXu-cc/s1600-h/May%20149%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 149" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 149" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKYhX4MWI/AAAAAAAABhI/ALz6TgMnAtA/May%20149_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKZaI2H8I/AAAAAAAABhM/hu-J80ICaoc/s1600-h/May%20156%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 156" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 156" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKZzSEW7I/AAAAAAAABhQ/MTaNtqbThiQ/May%20156_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Spent time with friends&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKan_WCjI/AAAAAAAABhU/J2bOf8TqkeY/s1600-h/May%20158%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 158" style="border-right: 0px; 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 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had dinner with friends&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKkZkM_FI/AAAAAAAABiQ/qBrE4C-1rvY/s1600-h/May%20247%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="May 247" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="May 247" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKlGx-3jI/AAAAAAAABiU/Ecd4ovhdjF0/May%20247_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Life is good!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am blessed-I pray you are too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SgpKlb-jdII/AAAAAAAABiY/1n8cCfdlYJc/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; 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 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t know what rock I have been living under –but somehow just this week I saw the word frenemy on someone’s Facebook and I thought I must learn more. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Most often I am trying to look on the sunny side or be positive. I like to lift up not tear down.But I live in this imperfect world (for this time right now anyway) and I am a grown up -or at least I try to act like it most of the time. I realize and have experienced that everyone is not nice and everyone is not going to like me. I will even have people in my life from time to time who profess to be my friend when in reality they do not have my best interest at heart or even wish good for me. I found myself faced with this recently and I found this article to be helpful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;How to Deal with a Frenemy&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/members/cadence.html"&gt;cadence&lt;/a&gt;, eHow Member &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4722125/girlsnight-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="She looks nice, but is she a friend or frenemy?" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4722125/girlsnight-main_Thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She looks nice, but is she a friend or frenemy? Dealing with a frenemy can be tough. A frenemy, which comes from the words friend and enemy, is a person who are you friendly with but does not have your best interests in mind. It's okay to maintain relationships with frenemies, but it's also important to preserve your own interests and needs when dealing with them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Step 1-Be cordial. There's no reason to be mean. There is no problem keeping a frenemy as an acquaintance, as long as you aren't revealing secrets about yourself to your frenemy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Step2 -A frenemy is likely talking about you behind your back. Because of this, be very quiet about anything personal. Keep conversation to fun, lighthearted topics, and do not share anything that you do not want repeated. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Step3 -Be aware about how frenemies act. Sometime they may act like your best friend, and other times, someone who doesn't like you at all. Be aware of your frenemy's actions, but don't fall into their traps. You should not treat a frenemy like a best friend when they treat you like one, because that will encourage frenemy-like behavior. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Step4-Try not to be hurt by things your frenemy says and does. The frenemy has their own motives for why they act the way they do. Do not let your frenemy affect your own self esteem,&amp;#160; because their actions are a reflection of themselves, not a reflection of you. If they say hurtful things, it may be to cover up their own feelings. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Step5-Be aware that just because someone is a frenemy to you, they may not be a frenemy to everyone. Do not automatically assume that this person is betraying others, but if they are, you should probably let the others know so they do not get hurt. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Step6-Do not introduce your frenemies to your real friends. It's important to keep them separate, if possible, so your frenemy does not hurt your friends and does not try to talk to your friends about you. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I found a lot of this to be helpful advice. I also looked at my guidebook and realized the good things about friends is where my heart longs to dwell. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=24&amp;amp;chapter=17&amp;amp;verse=17&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Proverbs 17:17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;A &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt; loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am so thankful to have true friends.I have been blessed.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTbEwjXajI/AAAAAAAABfU/H6txrQDgqpw/s1600-h/100_6279%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_6279" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="100_6279" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTckIXwT0I/AAAAAAAABfY/ar1c2YmjyYw/100_6279_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTck1c5CtI/AAAAAAAABfc/F_dmTtKV7cA/s1600-h/100_1180%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="100_1180" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="282" alt="100_1180" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTclUQSdbI/AAAAAAAABfg/NoD3CjCpJig/100_1180_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=25&amp;amp;chapter=4&amp;amp;verse=10&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Ecclesiastes 4:10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;If one falls down, his &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt; can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up!&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTcmOYfJ8I/AAAAAAAABfk/7WQwv_ngp48/s1600-h/012%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="012" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="012" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTcmiWSkiI/AAAAAAAABfo/yti3GFQcAmg/012_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTcnUw2-nI/AAAAAAAABfs/fzfNsn-gwIs/s1600-h/046%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="046" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="046" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTcn4rtdtI/AAAAAAAABfw/kY78_BMyOKs/046_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTcpCNS6AI/AAAAAAAABf0/GQSmeK-lyPY/s1600-h/8-2008%20014%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="8-2008 014" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="8-2008 014" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTcpr9fi3I/AAAAAAAABf4/lKg7sjsQXK8/8-2008%20014_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=24&amp;amp;chapter=22&amp;amp;verse=11&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Proverbs 22:11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;He who loves a pure heart and whose speech is gracious will have the king for his &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTcqSxB4XI/AAAAAAAABf8/9TMdIV-TvgE/s1600-h/c4%5B3%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img title="c4" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="c4" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTcrNemw3I/AAAAAAAABgA/1E0OqUMS5PU/c4_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am thankful that my best friend always has my best interest at heart and is ALWAYS interceding on my behalf .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have found a friend in Jesus, He’s everything to me,     &lt;br /&gt;He’s the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;      &lt;br /&gt;The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see      &lt;br /&gt;All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole.      &lt;br /&gt;In sorrow He’s my comfort, in trouble He’s my stay;      &lt;br /&gt;He tells me every care on Him to roll.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So yes, I may have a frenemy or two who comes into my life. It may hurt and cause temporary distress. I will try to choose love for my part- I will definitely have boundaries for this is healthy. I will count it all joy –&lt;sup&gt;James1:2&lt;/sup&gt;Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, &lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hug your friends today!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTcrfmrQXI/AAAAAAAABgE/vqnrFcShFLM/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTcrzOrhaI/AAAAAAAABgI/LoWQgKVu_xw/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-7621445553639865584?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7621445553639865584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7621445553639865584' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7621445553639865584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7621445553639865584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-heard-this-term-and-needed-to.html' title='I just heard this term and needed to learn more…'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfTckIXwT0I/AAAAAAAABfY/ar1c2YmjyYw/s72-c/100_6279_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-7186275400941663041</id><published>2009-04-25T15:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:57:10.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a smile today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’ll give you one….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfN5IHAvhBI/AAAAAAAABfE/BwFCmX9BHFM/s1600-h/ATT00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="ATT00012" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="ATT00012" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfN5IpXsTYI/AAAAAAAABfI/ohjmJ-9TPlE/ATT00012_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Abby’s first time in a play saucer!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LOVE IT!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfN5I-FA7II/AAAAAAAABfM/q3-JImHR1Kc/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfN5JeX7QGI/AAAAAAAABfQ/E0YvB79045s/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-7186275400941663041?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7186275400941663041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7186275400941663041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7186275400941663041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7186275400941663041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/04/need-smile-today.html' title='Need a smile today?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SfN5IpXsTYI/AAAAAAAABfI/ohjmJ-9TPlE/s72-c/ATT00012_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-5922156490699026316</id><published>2009-04-16T22:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:43:15.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 of  Under the Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So this Meme has been sick all week and I have not felt like doing anything! I went to the Dr. on Monday and I have Upper respitory infection with a touch of bronchitis that I think was more than a touch.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I have coughed until I need to be wearing Depends undergarments and I have missed seeing my grandbabies …so I guess I’ll just have to see them in pictures…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6qcLjooI/AAAAAAAABds/T1CXFWc_RFs/s1600-h/Ashleys%20136%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Ashleys 136" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="Ashleys 136" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6qkzdP8I/AAAAAAAABdw/tOkdDiGlfog/Ashleys%20136_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6rSxl74I/AAAAAAAABd0/-X-3ETL778U/s1600-h/3203_1127205386031_1404070345_335508_2541372_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="3203_1127205386031_1404070345_335508_2541372_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="3203_1127205386031_1404070345_335508_2541372_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6ruAIxtI/AAAAAAAABd4/ors2j9OvxKI/3203_1127205386031_1404070345_335508_2541372_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6serlKiI/AAAAAAAABd8/J73cIX9teYc/s1600-h/3203_1127204666013_1404070345_335493_6776599_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="3203_1127204666013_1404070345_335493_6776599_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="3203_1127204666013_1404070345_335493_6776599_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6s-VmLOI/AAAAAAAABeA/mlOR20XUB0Y/3203_1127204666013_1404070345_335493_6776599_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6tc40FZI/AAAAAAAABeE/H_vZiSaweo8/s1600-h/Ashleys%20100%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Ashleys 100" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="Ashleys 100" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6tnmNYgI/AAAAAAAABeI/0Ak5qfOKt0w/Ashleys%20100_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6uGEM_gI/AAAAAAAABeM/3KvoRqlZk1I/s1600-h/Ashleys%20119%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Ashleys 119" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Ashleys 119" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6ursU6QI/AAAAAAAABeQ/mKtBbnJUXZg/Ashleys%20119_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I didn’t mention that my two oldest grandgirls were in a little Easter pageant this past weekend and I don’t need some old judges to tell me they are gorgeous. They did make me proud for being themselves and smiling and enjoying the day-no matter if they won or not. Emma said her trophy says queen on it and has angel wings so it is special. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A few more pics from my weekend will probably help me feel better…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6vSk8izI/AAAAAAAABeU/1kHqRWrn_3U/s1600-h/3203_1127205666038_1404070345_335515_2200359_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="3203_1127205666038_1404070345_335515_2200359_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="3203_1127205666038_1404070345_335515_2200359_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6vxvbe6I/AAAAAAAABeY/pHpSe6wsgyU/3203_1127205666038_1404070345_335515_2200359_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6wYwQTAI/AAAAAAAABec/jAfLLBv3rD8/s1600-h/Ashleys%20154%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Ashleys 154" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="Ashleys 154" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6wr_yXrI/AAAAAAAABeg/_MVNzvzufXc/Ashleys%20154_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6xWWnU4I/AAAAAAAABek/uOikvcRt9hA/s1600-h/3203_1127205626037_1404070345_335514_835500_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="3203_1127205626037_1404070345_335514_835500_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="3203_1127205626037_1404070345_335514_835500_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6xo85LlI/AAAAAAAABeo/y6IvFvkL3ls/3203_1127205626037_1404070345_335514_835500_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6yX7YWwI/AAAAAAAABes/xiLEhum-SHY/s1600-h/3203_1127204986021_1404070345_335498_3263088_n%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="3203_1127204986021_1404070345_335498_3263088_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="3203_1127204986021_1404070345_335498_3263088_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6ygs115I/AAAAAAAABew/FeS-R6TYZrE/3203_1127204986021_1404070345_335498_3263088_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6zvbVMCI/AAAAAAAABe0/jmfXgLPuYnU/s1600-h/april2009%20130%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april2009 130" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="april2009 130" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef60RYcy6I/AAAAAAAABe4/KBr234rvvhk/april2009%20130_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Don’t you hate to be sick and miss work, life and all your family?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before I sign off of here can I remind you to pray for &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;Stellan and MckMama&lt;/a&gt;~ they have flown to Boston and he will be having surgery soon on his heart.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I sure feel blessed to have 4 healthy grandchildren and I do mean that –I have a heart for parents and grandparents who have little sick darlings.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I also feel blessed to have have both my parents living.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank you God for these blessings and I thank you for the last four days to lay and rest. Sometime we need that !&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef60t0YbBI/AAAAAAAABe8/c2fHMIsa968/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef602hw6jI/AAAAAAAABfA/jmZx7WHkwfY/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-5922156490699026316?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5922156490699026316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=5922156490699026316' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/5922156490699026316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/5922156490699026316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-4-of-under-weather.html' title='Day 4 of  Under the Weather'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sef6qkzdP8I/AAAAAAAABdw/tOkdDiGlfog/s72-c/Ashleys%20136_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-2487009316303859721</id><published>2009-04-13T00:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:10:09.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s a wonderful world….</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; The last few weeks have been busy. I have done a lot of the usual…&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLI7SxNULI/AAAAAAAABb4/0tlTaa-wuz0/s1600-h/Ashleys%20028%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Ashleys 028" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Ashleys 028" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLI7iaC4mI/AAAAAAAABb8/VXw7MfQdsao/Ashleys%20028_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLI8cWwUDI/AAAAAAAABcA/L6VtWIYD7tE/s1600-h/Ashleys%20043%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Ashleys 043" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Ashleys 043" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLI83IEJcI/AAAAAAAABcE/apPpXJ9ZbpM/Ashleys%20043_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLI9deeOzI/AAAAAAAABcI/0HpUy3iYx_o/s1600-h/Ashleys%20075%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Ashleys 075" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Ashleys 075" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLI9wClVJI/AAAAAAAABcM/gNky383d-9c/Ashleys%20075_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLI-WzQprI/AAAAAAAABcQ/a-LfSxtp6kY/s1600-h/Ashleys%20013%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Ashleys 013" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="Ashleys 013" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLI-nX4A_I/AAAAAAAABcY/fjcQ5I6FQ6c/Ashleys%20013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLI_mXF8TI/AAAAAAAABcc/26OsdifLeFw/s1600-h/home%20002%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="home 002" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="home 002" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLI_3SasWI/AAAAAAAABcg/bwyf1Jlcx_4/home%20002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve spent a lot of time with the people I love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have been to two funerals and the visitation of a dear young man who died too young from cancer. It makes you realize to use the time you’ve been given wisely. Love those you love while you can and make sure they know it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I&amp;#160; have traveled… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJBdbzSkI/AAAAAAAABck/JaEwpC11hiM/s1600-h/april2009%20065%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april2009 065" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="april2009 065" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJCrVflbI/AAAAAAAABco/IMlp4-AVxQc/april2009%20065_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJDmmc7OI/AAAAAAAABcs/gGQB_m6gOKo/s1600-h/april2009%20102%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april2009 102" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="april2009 102" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJEGjre8I/AAAAAAAABcw/a7Z4zRSR6uE/april2009%20102_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJEr3fh-I/AAAAAAAABc0/oJGkqM7Drqs/s1600-h/april2009%20013%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april2009 013" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="april2009 013" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJFGAjWBI/AAAAAAAABc4/UBLFNYhcFuY/april2009%20013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJGGGAbPI/AAAAAAAABc8/wwp3ijiB0SI/s1600-h/april2009%20038%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april2009 038" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="april2009 038" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJGr_YE8I/AAAAAAAABdA/NGfOQdh53nE/april2009%20038_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I went to Savannah and then to the Master’s. I walked alot. I ate alot. I enjoyed time with my husband and our friends. Did I say I ate alot…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today was Easter and I really loved the day of worship. then family…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJHgjYMvI/AAAAAAAABdE/j63dFNi1-DY/s1600-h/april2009%20139%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april2009 139" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="april2009 139" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJILMXjGI/AAAAAAAABdI/gFn2JrIXffc/april2009%20139_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJI-Zg6II/AAAAAAAABdM/peK5iSYdk9E/s1600-h/april2009%20146%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="april2009 146" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="april2009 146" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJJea6SKI/AAAAAAAABdQ/MX0N9M-47uk/april2009%20146_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have three beautiful kids –if I do say so myself. Sometimes I go on and on about the grandkids and leave out my precious three gifts from God who gave me those GRANDchildren.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One thing I have not done is focus on my goal for losing weight. I did lose 11 pounds from Jan to March for the Scale Back Alabama promotion but I have not remained focused.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today’s motivational tip is…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Knowledge is power, but without action it’s useless. Renew your mind daily through the truth of the Word, then use that wisdom to guide your body and soul.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJKHYD5XI/AAAAAAAABdU/dRF0eGLDCYk/s1600-h/Ashleys%20038%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Ashleys 038" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="253" alt="Ashleys 038" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJKmj-6yI/AAAAAAAABdY/TFbogJtLCMo/Ashleys%20038_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love my Daddy’s hands- they are older now and have age spots,( they are still beautiful to me) but in my life they have fixed things, loved us and have never hurt us. Here Abby is holding on to Poppy’s finger. Sometimes that is how I feel about me and God- I am hanging on to His finger. I always need Him, but I am not taking advantage of the big strong hand that wants to hold me, and help me.&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJLEExNGI/AAAAAAAABdc/9LpESWwUueI/s1600-h/Ashleys%20159%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Ashleys 159" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="Ashleys 159" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJLr_3tzI/AAAAAAAABdg/G7Vb8wbRCCA/Ashleys%20159_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He wants to fix things for me if I just ask and He wants to love me and never hurt me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today is the first day of the rest of my life- I serve a Risen Savior. I am a daughter of the King. I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength. I have been given so much more than I deserve.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My cup runneth over!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I will keep on keeping on and I will win the race.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJL5oyb2I/AAAAAAAABdk/AaHetUK1q54/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLJMBN_N8I/AAAAAAAABdo/EqSKm-vXY3I/untitled_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-2487009316303859721?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2487009316303859721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=2487009316303859721' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2487009316303859721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2487009316303859721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-wonderful-world.html' title='It’s a wonderful world….'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SeLI7iaC4mI/AAAAAAAABb8/VXw7MfQdsao/s72-c/Ashleys%20028_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-3216067969818537686</id><published>2009-03-31T12:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:23:34.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please pray for Stellan today in a big way!</title><content type='html'>Please pray for Stellan and family especially His MckMama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Prayers for Stellan" src="http://www.preshwebdesign.com/images/stellanprayers.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-3216067969818537686?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3216067969818537686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=3216067969818537686' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/3216067969818537686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/3216067969818537686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-pray-for-stellan-today-in-big.html' title='Please pray for Stellan today in a big way!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-8394956064682914281</id><published>2009-03-31T12:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:14:51.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergency Phone Numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Emergency Telephone Numbers &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are more effective than 911&lt;br /&gt; When -&lt;br /&gt;You are sad, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2014;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;John 14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; You have sinned, phone &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2051;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 51&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are facing danger, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2091;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 91&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; People have failed you, phone &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2027;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 27&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels as though God is far from you, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20139;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 139&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your faith needs stimulation, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=hebrews%2011;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Hebrews 11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are alone and scared, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2023;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 23&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are worried, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%208:19-34;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Matthew 8:19-34&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are hurt and critical, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Corinthians%2013;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;1 Corinthians 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wonder about Christianity, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20Corinthians%205:15-18;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;2 Corinthians 5:15-18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel like an outcast, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%208:31-39;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Romans 8:31-39&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; You are seeking peace, phone &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2011:25-30;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Matthew 11:25-30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels as if the world is bigger than God, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2090;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 90&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need Christ like insurance, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%208:1-30;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Romans 8:1-30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are leaving home for a trip , phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20121;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 121&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are praying for yourself, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2087;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 87&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;You require courage for a task, phone &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Joshua%201;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Joshua 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inflation's and investments are hogging your thoughts, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Mark%2010:17-31;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Mark 10:17-31&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are depressive, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2027;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 27&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your bank account is empty, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2037;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 37&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; You lose faith in mankind, phone &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Corinthians%2013;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;1 Corinthians 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like people are unfriendly, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2015;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;John 15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are losing hope, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20126;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 126&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel the world is small comp ared to you, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2019;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 19&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to carry fruit, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2015;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;John 15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul's secret for happiness, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Colossians%203:12-17;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Colossians 3:12-17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With big opportunity/ discovery, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah%2055;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Isaiah 55&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get along with other people, phone &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%2012;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Romans 12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALTERNATE NUMBERS For dealing with fear, call &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2047;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 47&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For security, call &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20121:3;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 121:3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For assurance, call &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Mark%208:35;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Mark 8:35&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For reassurance, call &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20145:18;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psalm 145:18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-8394956064682914281?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8394956064682914281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=8394956064682914281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8394956064682914281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/8394956064682914281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/03/emergency-phone-numbers.html' title='Emergency Phone Numbers'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-4461028648645247907</id><published>2009-03-19T15:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T15:10:44.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Giving Up Chocolate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking down the street when I was accosted by a particularly dirty and shabby-looking homeless woman who asked me for a couple of dollars for dinner. I took out my wallet, got out ten dollars and asked, 'If I give you this money, will you buy chocolate with it instead of dinner?' 'No, I had to stop eating chocolate years ago', the homeless woman told me.&lt;br /&gt;'Will you use it to go shopping instead of buying food?' I asked.'No, I don't waste time shopping,' the homeless woman said. 'I need to spend all my time trying to stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;''Will you spend this on a beauty salon instead of food?' I asked.'Are you NUTS!' replied the homeless woman. I haven't had my hair done in 20 years!&lt;br /&gt;''Well, I said, 'I'm not going to give you the money. Instead, I'm going to take you out for dinner with my husband and me tonight.'The homeless Woman was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;'Won't your husband be furious with you for doing that? I know I'm dirty, and I probably smell pretty disgusting.'&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'That's okay. It's important for him to see what a woman looks like after she has given up shopping, hair appointments, and chocolate.'&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-4461028648645247907?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4461028648645247907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=4461028648645247907' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4461028648645247907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/4461028648645247907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-this.html' title='I love this...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-2117340392927072827</id><published>2009-03-19T02:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:30:31.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia is not fun-neither is a mouse in the house</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So here I sit at two in the morning with a case of insomnia. It’s not fun. What will be less fun will be tomorrow at work when I am bone tired. I think that Menopause is a mean trick invented by MEN wanting us to Pause in our sleeping habits and wanting us to sweat more than in our earlier life. I wish&amp;#160; we could retaliate with a Herobust –and they would get to feel the joy of childbirth and carrying boobs around on their chest all their adult lives. Just a random thought as I sit here awake tonight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Also, I can hear the song playing in my head “There’s a stranger in my house”-there is and this stranger is a mouse! Boy he’s having lots of fun tormenting me. That’s probably why I can not sleep, I hear his little pitter patter as he scurry's about looking for food!!!!!I don’t want to use DCon and smell him for weeks and he is to smart to run onto the glue strips we’ve sat out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Go home little mouse back to the Fields and bugs or I just might investigate getting a big cat to eat you!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dear Lord, I am going back to my warm bed and I just want to thank you for all the good things in my life. I do count it all joy,whenever I face trials of many kinds, because I know that the testing of my faith develops perseverance. Your love will be my blanket and a pillow for my head and the comfort I will feel to have all you have given me. I love you Lord-even with insomnia and unwelcome house guests!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/ScH0kcUXWsI/AAAAAAAABbw/MzX1y3VO3D0/s1600-h/1210021660%5B2%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="1210021660" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="1210021660" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/ScH0lyX2VQI/AAAAAAAABb0/zpLazdW8z2s/1210021660_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-2117340392927072827?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2117340392927072827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=2117340392927072827' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2117340392927072827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/2117340392927072827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/03/insomnia-is-not-fun-neither-is-mouse-in.html' title='Insomnia is not fun-neither is a mouse in the house'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/ScH0lyX2VQI/AAAAAAAABb0/zpLazdW8z2s/s72-c/1210021660_thumb.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-4348860825730040361</id><published>2009-03-15T23:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:41:56.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends never last long enough!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;My weekend was full of good things like family, friends, grandbabies and church. I just wish we worked 3 days and were off 5. That sounds like more balance if you ask me.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I wish I had got Ryder this weekend –he is getting to be a big boy. Watch this~ &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;     &lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:fd58eb1d-f88b-4278-b298-4273cf6f79b5" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; width: 363px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="86714768-5ee9-46e9-8246-8e0c33dab73b" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kwPU5nRkKXQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sb3YkfWnSfI/AAAAAAAABbk/uNEbEliVEow/videob98e5a471d6b%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('86714768-5ee9-46e9-8246-8e0c33dab73b'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;363\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;303\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/kwPU5nRkKXQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/kwPU5nRkKXQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; 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Chase came over and made some rockin hot Chili~ I made some taco salad-we had key lime pie for desert, but the best part was all the good company.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sbc2aYUWlAI/AAAAAAAABZ0/WLaDILCOI44/s1600-h/home%20015%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="home 015" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="home 015" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sbc2a3M2l_I/AAAAAAAABZ4/N6ghuVTm8Xw/home%20015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chase making&amp;#160; cheese biscuits &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sbc2bqLpwkI/AAAAAAAABZ8/m_pDS-D4An8/s1600-h/home%20020%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="home 020" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="home 020" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sbc2cHs2hNI/AAAAAAAABaA/0J9_SsAEQLc/home%20020_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sbc2pADjOII/AAAAAAAABbU/iUSSuMcV5F8/s1600-h/home%20055%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="home 055" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="281" alt="home 055" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sbc2pgx-OWI/AAAAAAAABbY/LSW6JFTG1Yg/home%20055_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I loved the food, the family time and I missed my Bama Princess. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Not a bad Tuesday night if you ask me….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Be blessed! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sbc2p4_VILI/AAAAAAAABbc/HQek0LziC1I/s1600-h/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img title="untitled" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="120" alt="untitled" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sbc2qOzKOXI/AAAAAAAABbg/6nvqUA8tUq4/untitled_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&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/6057433629452107110-7935214949604305071?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7935214949604305071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=7935214949604305071' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7935214949604305071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/7935214949604305071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/03/look-who-came-to-dinner.html' title='Look who came to Dinner'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/___cnKdYWnDs/Sbc2a3M2l_I/AAAAAAAABZ4/N6ghuVTm8Xw/s72-c/home%20015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-5339770573301604306</id><published>2009-03-10T14:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:01:43.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I grew up with a drug problem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SbbFwZ28_MI/AAAAAAAABZs/jaPqSE1gXF0/s1600-h/!cid_000e01c9a10f$597a2bd0$6401a8c0@Malone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311650245895847106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SbbFwZ28_MI/AAAAAAAABZs/jaPqSE1gXF0/s400/!cid_000e01c9a10f%24597a2bd0%246401a8c0%40Malone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so thankful I grew up with a drug problem as reported in this article.&lt;br /&gt;I thank my parents who gave me this drug problem-I encourage my children to pass this drug problem on to their children.&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/loriesig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-5339770573301604306?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5339770573301604306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=5339770573301604306' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/5339770573301604306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/5339770573301604306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-grew-up-with-drug-problem.html' title='I grew up with a drug problem...'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SbbFwZ28_MI/AAAAAAAABZs/jaPqSE1gXF0/s72-c/!cid_000e01c9a10f%24597a2bd0%246401a8c0%40Malone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-685661526628869214</id><published>2009-03-09T23:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:28:57.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This week I will have been blogging for one year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Since this week is my one year anniversary- I began to look back over my first month or so of blogging when I had two readers and I want to share a few of my favorite posts from back then. It’s been a good year and a blessed year- just think when I started blogging a year ago I did not know I would have one more baby to love and I have had mostly ups with few downs the last year!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here’s one of my favorites… because I love to tell the story-twill be my theme in Glory-to tell the old, old story of Jesus and his love!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;Wednesday, April 30, 2008&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="5610311119681584451"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h5&gt;&lt;a href="http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2008/04/different-kind-of-questionaire.html"&gt;A different kind of questionaire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;p&gt;AS I was reading other blogs as I love to do- I got on a path that led me to a blog entitled Always in Development and a lovely lady called Shalom Seeker. This questionnaire caught my eye because I made up one similar a few years ago in email and sent it to my friends and some of their responses made me cry, because they were candid in their answers and a few said they did not know where they would go when they die-this was some of my closest friends. Boy, that can grab you and wake you up when you realize close loved ones need to hear the Good News. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here are her questions and if you read this and feel like answering them please send me a line telling me to come see.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=loriesig.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;1. When did you come to believe in Jesus? Tell your story! (as long or as short as you like)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I came to believe in Jesus when I was about 6 and I vividly remember the day I went forward and made it public and was baptized - I grew up in church and loved growing in knowledge all my young life, then I had a few years or more where I was not walking with the Lord-I turned from him -He never turned from me.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;2. What difference has #1 made in your life? &lt;/font&gt;In my darkest days, through many trials He has carried me. I truly have felt His love when it was hard to feel love from those around me. I feel like I can tell him anything and He cares. I place the things that matter most to me at His feet and for the most part leave them there-for example my children and grandchildren. I realize that they are truly gifts from Him. I honestly feel He is my best friend- I can't think of any experience good or especially bad that I don't turn to Him now. My thoughts are Pray about it or thank God for it.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;3. What is your favorite Scripture passage?&lt;/font&gt; Why? I love them all -but my favorite chapter is Psalms 139- It begins with &amp;quot;O Lord you have searched me and you know me- you know when I sit and when I rise-You perceive my thoughts from afar, you discern my going out and my lying down, you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O Lord.&amp;quot; So many more precious verses-one I particularly love is &amp;quot;How precious to me are your thoughts, O God How vast is the sum of them. Were`I to count them they would outnumber the grains of sand&amp;quot;-Wow-God thinks about us more than the sands on all the beaches!!! It ends with &amp;quot;Search me o God and know my heart, test me and know my anxious thoughts.See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.&amp;quot; That's my prayer.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;4. Tell about a time God answered a specific prayer in your life. How did that affect/change you?&lt;/font&gt; I prayed for my children all their lives that they would desire to walk with the Lord and that He would be working on precious Christian mates for them. So far-one is married and he is a precious Christian man who loves my daughter and it was all a testimony how that happened- A God incidence that is a long story to share maybe later. This is just one that came to mind because there are so many. I've tried to teach my children to believe the power of prayer.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;5. Do you remember a time that God made a Scripture passage especially clear to you? Tell!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;When I found myself a single mother of 3 small children with a small income a verse God gave and made real in my life was &amp;quot;Once I was young but now I am old and I have never seen the righteous forsaken or their children begging bread&amp;quot;Psalm 37:25 We might not always have what we wanted but we would have what we needed and we would never be hungry.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;6. Who has influenced you in your spiritual walk (family, friends, mentor, pastor, authors, etc.)? In what ways?&lt;/font&gt; My parents raised me in a Christian loving home, that is a big influence- a woman who has been a spiritual mentor to me is Ms Inez- I love her and thank her. Ladies who I love to sit at their feet for spiritual food are Kay Arthur, Beth Moore, Priscilla Shirer, Jan Silvous and Joyce Meyer.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;7. Sometimes we get to share His story with others. Is there a particular story that you want to tell about that?&lt;/font&gt; A story I love to share is how He sent an angel to intervene- Let me share- it was early in 2002 and my youngest child was going through a time of rebellion (That is enough to need divine intervention-Can I get a witness?). She decided at the age of 16 she would leave my home where there were rules and curfews and I knew where she was and her friends and expected her to be in church, to go to her Fathers house where rules were looser, curfew was later, he didn't have to know her friends and Church? not at all. I being the close mother I felt I was wanted her home-it was breaking my heart- every phone call was tears and please come home ending in hurt and anger. All I knew was to pray! In the midst of this my Father had a major stroke and we almost lost him. When I finally got her on the phone she being angry with me said she wasn't even going to come to the hospital. I cried and said our fight may be our fight but all her Poppy had ever done was love her. Much later after her aunt went and talked to her and other family members had called her she came-I remember looking down the hall and seeing a little girl with a big chip on her shoulder coming toward us-she went in and was a broken little girl seeing her Poppy laying there. When it came time to leave I wanted to walk her out and she didn't want me to -she thought there would be more begging when at that time I needed her love and she needed mine. We got on the elevator and she said don't start on me- I said cant we just get along right now and the elevator door opened a floor down and a large beautiful young black lady got on, we ceased talking and rode on down. We all got off the elevator and she went to the food area and we were sitting on a bench not saying anything when she came back up and said God had told her to tell us some things. She looked at my daughter and told her everything she was doing and that God was revealing that she should go home. She said there is nothing you are doing that your Mother won't love you-she prays for you. She was very specific and said things only few people could know- she laid hands on us and prayed out loud in that lobby over us and the little girl with the big chip melted right there. We sat there and agreed it was an angel- she went home that night and told her father God had sent an angel. She came home. I left out many personal things said and and details but I hope you see the picture of God coming in human form and speaking words that we needed. I told everyone and even spoke about it publicly and to this day know that God came in the Hospital in the form of a beautiful young black lady.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;8. Is there something in your history that you would change if given a chance to?      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;I wish I had always walked closer with him, I wish there had been more of Him and less of me.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;9. What's a vice in your life? Any virtues?&lt;/font&gt; ;-D Probably one vice I have is I am over sensitive and sometimes have low self-esteem-are these vices or faults? Virtues are my Faith and I feel great love from my Heavenly Father so I try to show love. I believe strongly in prayer.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;10. What's your favorite way to worship God?&lt;/font&gt; I love to worship him with music and with prayer and praise for what He's done.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;11. If you could possess one (real) talent or gift that you haven't already been given, what would it be and why?&lt;/font&gt; I wish I was a good speaker and could play an instrument.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;12. What is an important lesson you have learned? How did you learn it?&lt;/font&gt; Unconditional love is loving someone for who they are, and not expecting more than they can give. People need love the most when they deserve it the least.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;13. What things are you really passionate about? What sets you ablaze?&lt;/font&gt; I am passionate about Mercy, because I have received it. I am set ablaze to see someone come to Christ or see someone grow in their relationship with God.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;14. What do you love or appreciate about God?&lt;/font&gt; That He loves me and I don't deserve it and that He has shown me great mercy and continues to.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;15. Where have you been especially effective in serving God? (This isn't prideful; if you've been effective, it's because of His Spirit in you, so really it brings glory to HIM.)&lt;/font&gt; I believe I am effective in loving and learning with the Ladies Sunday School class I teach, we are a close group of ladies who have been through alot together and lift each other up. Ecclesiastes 4:9and 12 says &amp;quot; Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work. If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who has no one to help him up. A cord of three strands is not easily broken.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know this was long but its a look inside your self to answer these questions.Maybe a Heart Check. Be Blessed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SBlYY7xid1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VfFn4vRsY9w/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6057433629452107110-685661526628869214?l=memelorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/feeds/685661526628869214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6057433629452107110&amp;postID=685661526628869214' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/685661526628869214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6057433629452107110/posts/default/685661526628869214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memelorie.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-week-i-will-have-been-blogging-for.html' title='This week I will have been blogging for one year!'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17540282448379844684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/TMriY456U0I/AAAAAAAACEA/9gPeRBCfKaQ/S220/66973_1645744904138_1252378248_1757600_6781924_s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/___cnKdYWnDs/SBlYY7xid1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VfFn4vRsY9w/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6057433629452107110.post-6652724052744253984</id><published>2009-03-05T23:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:13:42.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How about a Do-si-do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I saw this on sweet &lt;a href="http://lifebythecreek.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pam's &lt;/a&gt;blog. She was my favorite Girl scout cookie -The samoa.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I'm a Do-si-do because it's my husband's favorite.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if you is really me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Peanut Butter Sandwiches / Do-si-dos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgirlscoutcookieareyouquiz/peanutbuttersandwiches.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easy going and naturally happy. You don't need a lot to make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You genuinely care about people and are a great friend. You're always doing your best to make the world a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though there isn't an immature bone in your body, you still are like a big kid sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why make life complicated when the best parts are actually quite simple? You enjoy the small joys of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatgirlscoutcookieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Girl Scout Cookie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
