tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307623564078203412024-03-12T23:28:16.247-07:00"Something Like That"Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.comBlogger109125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-30903910058585489852011-10-12T13:45:00.000-07:002011-10-12T13:55:57.410-07:00Music!I love listening to songs that take me back! I realize I've only been out of high school 2 going on 3 years, but it still seems like forever ago. So much has changed, friends drifted apart, friends got closer. It happens no matter how much you try to stop it. Personally I can say that my life has only continued to get better, and better, and better! I am happier now than ever, and often find myself laughing over the things I thought were the end of the world in high school. But getting to the point, I LOVE listening to songs that take me back to those memories for 3 or 4 minutes. I like to listen, reminisce, then keep trucking along with my life. Just thought I would share a few that I'm loving and why right now!<div><br /></div><div>I'm Not One of Them- Lauren Alaina</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Guys always gotta prove himself...</div><div><br /></div><div>Dirt Road Prayer- Lauren Alaina</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>"It's good to know I can always go where the green grass grows, the weeds are high and the sun hangs low. Look to the sky and I say hello." This reminds me of my farm. It's "my place"</div><div><br /></div><div>MercyMe- Bring The Rain</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Probably just my favorite song ever. Praise HIM no matter what!</div><div><br /></div><div>Clear As Day- Scotty McCreery</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Just LOTS of nights that are still clear as day to me! Sweet memories.</div><div><br /></div><div>Been There Done That- Luke Bryan</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Wish I would have known this song back then!</div><div><br /></div><div>I know You're Gonna Be There- Luke Bryan</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The most perfectly real song.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Okay that's just a few songs on my current playlist! I hope y'all enjoy them!</div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-34089996494314855342011-09-22T10:56:00.001-07:002011-09-22T11:14:15.083-07:00Sweet StoryOh goodness! Isn't life so beautiful?! I was reading in a book something that I wanted to share. I am twenty, never been in a serious relationship, I have always thought to myself that I would be in one serious relationship forever(other than God and family.. you know what I mean!), but I often find myself wondering when God is going to put that someone in my life. It takes a great faith, and sometimes more faith than other times. But, stories like this give me give me a little more faith! Long story short....<div><br /></div><div>In high school Amy made a list of things she wanted in a husband. On her list was that she wanted him to always carry peppermints in his pocket so that when they had grandkids, they would come to him and know he would always have a peppermint for them. When she met Philip, the first thing he did was offer her a peppermint. Wow, yea! They dated for a while until fate called them to separate directions. After the break up, Amy focused solely on her relationship with God. Two years passed. One day she felt as though God was telling her to call Philip. She said the feeling was so strong, so she called his mother to get his number. She called him, they chatted for hours. He kept calling week after week, and they kept falling more in love with each other. They finally had a date and a few days later he called and asked if they could meet. They went to the mall, drove around, and just hung out so Amy was confused as to why he was so urgent about them meeting up. Finally he said, " Has God been saying anything to you about me?" WHOA! Obviously God had been saying things to Amy too! My heart would have exploded! Then he said, "I feel like you are supposed to be my wife." He got down on his knee and she said yes! The ring came later on. They were married 6 months later. </div><div><br /></div><div>This story made my heart smile. It proves that God works in miraculous ways, and it shows that when we listen to him, great things will come! If Amy hadn't listened to God telling her to call Philip that day, who knows where they would both be?(well God does, of course.) Pray for your future husband if you don't have one yet!!! And listen when God is telling you something. </div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-56486562395271422952011-09-13T14:22:00.000-07:002011-09-13T14:34:09.201-07:00Rush/ Bid Day through pictures<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrZr9IGBa6dcQoP05_br1FyWwUpUbD14aOMfDi1QJ5NvZe7Bwe2OtyqpSlcyFink2GoEAR2FgB852tbXloc0C3HVQco_ixElPGIlDUL_XdyBfcrWXMad85_FfxaD89ekWgX64LLoY8uKBz/s1600/IMG_1159.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrZr9IGBa6dcQoP05_br1FyWwUpUbD14aOMfDi1QJ5NvZe7Bwe2OtyqpSlcyFink2GoEAR2FgB852tbXloc0C3HVQco_ixElPGIlDUL_XdyBfcrWXMad85_FfxaD89ekWgX64LLoY8uKBz/s320/IMG_1159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651958275699833458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(I got a hair cut!!)</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii29jJg0k_HJg6Qj0Yx1-h5eMLw6VV9YAYLbNUoFoSYNgZxhwfr6iMmR713G-XB-rOmr4nygmTIx3uORlI_wuy-1qxq0U11EcR629qOK1ei5QnqZTRNWRA6_9q_f8BpDBOFRwvG5sEshyphenhyphene/s1600/IMG_1118.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii29jJg0k_HJg6Qj0Yx1-h5eMLw6VV9YAYLbNUoFoSYNgZxhwfr6iMmR713G-XB-rOmr4nygmTIx3uORlI_wuy-1qxq0U11EcR629qOK1ei5QnqZTRNWRA6_9q_f8BpDBOFRwvG5sEshyphenhyphene/s320/IMG_1118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651958274004423058" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4D4j5Y_hWJLbi1qDEt4P8jh1WZrRgMm30NmC1DpWoKflwX1SO7cfz22VKtNb7W-Z3utjllw8twtwPjCoslZgbW-xo_xXMFt4Q7u6C0T_yN5YURSem5U4kfiQCjFCnY1NRgGBNRETH8S2/s1600/IMG_1114.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4D4j5Y_hWJLbi1qDEt4P8jh1WZrRgMm30NmC1DpWoKflwX1SO7cfz22VKtNb7W-Z3utjllw8twtwPjCoslZgbW-xo_xXMFt4Q7u6C0T_yN5YURSem5U4kfiQCjFCnY1NRgGBNRETH8S2/s320/IMG_1114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651958269928014914" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiLBg1MY1-GWckjXIrqqlwJ6BUfMnDidKgJLMZ7eN72FM2_v0cFMN5WFpcvbzBzTAHjb_yvQTfykKzHHYJ8R6b9C0X4OnnIWZ8VTFYXgPymyvIaZ2mo8TVA5i7VFbn8iFMkjlQNeO7yA5D/s1600/IMG_1095.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiLBg1MY1-GWckjXIrqqlwJ6BUfMnDidKgJLMZ7eN72FM2_v0cFMN5WFpcvbzBzTAHjb_yvQTfykKzHHYJ8R6b9C0X4OnnIWZ8VTFYXgPymyvIaZ2mo8TVA5i7VFbn8iFMkjlQNeO7yA5D/s320/IMG_1095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651958263148887026" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-pazmhUb3xawuPe5g-vAZy12tlLcOp0OsNhPWc7iDeUFYskixPJ4uGuUrEixk4TBsOebwKvcQZzjJIdKXhqVx8tx3GMtACpe13PnTNPWbFDIqXlyVTH7h5b816y6w_PMbXn2f_SQlzcIV/s1600/IMG_1084.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-pazmhUb3xawuPe5g-vAZy12tlLcOp0OsNhPWc7iDeUFYskixPJ4uGuUrEixk4TBsOebwKvcQZzjJIdKXhqVx8tx3GMtACpe13PnTNPWbFDIqXlyVTH7h5b816y6w_PMbXn2f_SQlzcIV/s320/IMG_1084.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651958263534002450" /></a>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-3764863321814533512011-08-11T22:28:00.000-07:002011-08-11T22:44:52.826-07:00Oh, How He Loves Us<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">Do y'all have pinterest?! I had some friends tell me how awesome it was, but I kept putting it off. Well I finally got one and LOVE it! I found tons of cute things to make for my new room (which I will be showing next week!). I haven't been able to sleep tonight so I was pinning some things and this quote was one of my pins. It got me thinking.. Did I thank God for all that I should have yesterday? I know I am guilty of not always being appreciative and getting so caught up in things that I forget to stop and remember WHO provides me with those things. God is just so, so good. Each night I start off my prayer with, "Thank you God for this beautiful day and all the blessings you show me....." My goal is going to be to write down things I am thankful for through out the day and thank God for each of those individual things. My heart is so content right now. I read these blogs often about peoples trials and tribulations, sickness, cancer, death. It's so sad and my heart breaks for them. I pray for those people and my prayer is that even through their struggles that they can see God's love. It reminds me of the song "How He Loves" by David Crowder. I cry every time I hear that song. </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">
<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">I hope all of you will take a moment to say a prayer for all those fighting cancer. Pray for their family, friends, doctors, and nurses too. They need prayers for strength. Trust me, I've been there.</span></span>
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<br /></div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-74807149910437280842011-08-09T15:56:00.000-07:002011-08-09T16:02:13.844-07:00Mexico<div>We took a fam vacay on a cruise to Mexico! It was a lot of fun! Our port stops were Cozumel and Calica! Lots of shopping and sunning!! </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUS9I_-u609cWJjuHi19_8GbDswkNKhKdPLuCPJ-roY6-lTUefytoFEWszvZI9B0vqjGOJ9vctw6M0_5sy6pdSVh2fOWN3hIcCdQcG2lm8FynfC6tolDUgBazS_f-M1Y2qZWZXHfGfcrY/s1600/CIMG0287.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUS9I_-u609cWJjuHi19_8GbDswkNKhKdPLuCPJ-roY6-lTUefytoFEWszvZI9B0vqjGOJ9vctw6M0_5sy6pdSVh2fOWN3hIcCdQcG2lm8FynfC6tolDUgBazS_f-M1Y2qZWZXHfGfcrY/s320/CIMG0287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638994462730468802" /></a><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; ">In Playa Del Maya</span></div></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV6dROO8_dmESAP0g-NlGwViXHAlbPvLV-VTmeIdiy4VN2Np2Jpgly5ZI4lJHhRySKO5fMLHAYn0q791z4Mh9LjxKAHPnz2SlbMQZ1p0IcPn3nI4lv1BYnqMeByXja2Cq9OC4xZ34eYUzs/s1600/CIMG0248.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV6dROO8_dmESAP0g-NlGwViXHAlbPvLV-VTmeIdiy4VN2Np2Jpgly5ZI4lJHhRySKO5fMLHAYn0q791z4Mh9LjxKAHPnz2SlbMQZ1p0IcPn3nI4lv1BYnqMeByXja2Cq9OC4xZ34eYUzs/s320/CIMG0248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638994458209988450" /></a>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUW8D1RmKLHJa-X65LI_3Ftm9bPdyCuAAp_zQuW589q5c3iWCt2kWKXV5ujAiKd_bKyRLbd1aVLHJEsxaCBbjuCvYtBx5UkXFRqWBgq87A4tGXxZxRbriFpBuQYK4dF52gVmwiWfq7rYsm/s1600/CIMG0199.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUW8D1RmKLHJa-X65LI_3Ftm9bPdyCuAAp_zQuW589q5c3iWCt2kWKXV5ujAiKd_bKyRLbd1aVLHJEsxaCBbjuCvYtBx5UkXFRqWBgq87A4tGXxZxRbriFpBuQYK4dF52gVmwiWfq7rYsm/s320/CIMG0199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638994456798714642" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I don't care how old I get I will always love silly cups</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFKrjn-u9cSZ6mUcv7n7jmpF12SnDWbRLIv4rEiMPfH8iXIDfnRkaiZVP7DfXTAHq_JAJ-5LXhA_R1o0eU6WFMgDYzLs_a3esxj28N-wq04GnWgKmyQ4aofjTXlasRiSkMwoIw4RCt0SJv/s1600/CIMG0176.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFKrjn-u9cSZ6mUcv7n7jmpF12SnDWbRLIv4rEiMPfH8iXIDfnRkaiZVP7DfXTAHq_JAJ-5LXhA_R1o0eU6WFMgDYzLs_a3esxj28N-wq04GnWgKmyQ4aofjTXlasRiSkMwoIw4RCt0SJv/s320/CIMG0176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638994448795881010" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">at dinner the first night</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVVI3jto3x8QvIYYKljSHU1T9yCNFMRltDWrEFhkl1qlZHbQOFe7HAruq08fGIcXZ3PELOWElRcD4FiEpAaGuQ3JL3L6khxSFTXJ55rpAU2O4Y5lgJlVvGcxq5xjb3LK4rF1XEBgkzJdT2/s1600/CIMG0183.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVVI3jto3x8QvIYYKljSHU1T9yCNFMRltDWrEFhkl1qlZHbQOFe7HAruq08fGIcXZ3PELOWElRcD4FiEpAaGuQ3JL3L6khxSFTXJ55rpAU2O4Y5lgJlVvGcxq5xjb3LK4rF1XEBgkzJdT2/s320/CIMG0183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638994445735970610" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">me and brother</div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-8005345492074826862011-08-02T21:10:00.000-07:002011-08-02T21:42:11.668-07:00Friend<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, fantasy; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); ">Goodness I can not believe it is August!!!! July was a SUPER busy month for me and I have a feeling August isn't going to slow down either! I told myself I must start back blogging in August. So let's get to it! I'm just going to start tonight about a sweet friend of mine. I've known Beth since the diaper days. We grew up together, and are still growing up together. She studied abroad this summer and saw tons of amazing sights! I am so jealous of her trip! She backpacked for the first few weeks before her class began. I went over tonight to see her, hear about the trip, and look at pictures. She had me a treat! Some chocolates and a tulip magnet from Holland! How sweet! I loved visiting and catching up so much. On my way back home I got so touched by the gifts. She personally selected the gifts for me, just a she did for the other gifts she brought back for people. That's they type of person she is- and I LOVE that about her! I am so grateful for her friendship and SO blessed that God selected her to be a part of my life. I do not know what I would do with out this girl. She has been there for me through it all. The best part is, I know she will still be there through all of the things we have yet to face in life, just as I will for her! I am so excited to see where our lives take us, but hopefully we will live close so our future children can grow up and be best friends like us! I am just feeling extra blessed by her and ALL my other awesome friends and family. God is so good! I can't end this post without saying how GREAT her parents are, too! I just love sitting in their living room chatting for hours with them! I am one lucky girl. I hope you all a friend like I have in Beth!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">These are the chocolates she brought me. Yummy! Who wouldn't smile at this cute box!?</span></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi84NqbCYC_2cFTRcpRBSBHtaY9l_HCpGyzb3EZnv5LqsFa7QG2xxtXJQ42JjiW_Mq89lAzADxC4wmTSJGQP8K1Sm9JMQHHUVGJOuqulsr1AVpRl_-nNynHwKeQ7beeFLKjbmf27ZZEoL5v/s1600/IMG_0952.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi84NqbCYC_2cFTRcpRBSBHtaY9l_HCpGyzb3EZnv5LqsFa7QG2xxtXJQ42JjiW_Mq89lAzADxC4wmTSJGQP8K1Sm9JMQHHUVGJOuqulsr1AVpRl_-nNynHwKeQ7beeFLKjbmf27ZZEoL5v/s320/IMG_0952.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636482254807945890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXoSIrjT02VWYSzCcKA9_aZg_D79aoeMnEHQG7gbC-g_ZloAcKxPBVGe8cn8d4xMay2axVkndXer1Tlb2N4DbwDN9KkJHMIC8OxsRnO9GyWRH3jv8kY7L6LDVgQAzW3dvn0GtamAbguufp/s1600/IMG_0954.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXoSIrjT02VWYSzCcKA9_aZg_D79aoeMnEHQG7gbC-g_ZloAcKxPBVGe8cn8d4xMay2axVkndXer1Tlb2N4DbwDN9KkJHMIC8OxsRnO9GyWRH3jv8kY7L6LDVgQAzW3dvn0GtamAbguufp/s320/IMG_0954.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636482278545943410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">This is us almost a year ago when I was in Auburn for her birthday. Most people would laugh at a gift of a mum with a squirrel(for Alpha Gam) yard decoration in it. However Beth appreciates special gifts like that, as do I!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj20t5waZtKkn2-jAAkZegGOVOAyer-Mt14hVO3X0yoj9gvDUoYPub7gCrJYq2DwcTXFAajXJ3c12tujF1BH5GgSGx9oXEWF6C9VBvgIRIIxrXEKFEXYgvQ4d8M97dg3snO8o9VWYhOIjCx/s1600/IMG_5729.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj20t5waZtKkn2-jAAkZegGOVOAyer-Mt14hVO3X0yoj9gvDUoYPub7gCrJYq2DwcTXFAajXJ3c12tujF1BH5GgSGx9oXEWF6C9VBvgIRIIxrXEKFEXYgvQ4d8M97dg3snO8o9VWYhOIjCx/s320/IMG_5729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636483876452968050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">"A friend is one who strengthens you with prayers, blesses you with love and encourages you with hope."</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">Love you Doroth!</span></span></span></div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-19165195849648841352011-07-18T14:32:00.000-07:002011-07-18T14:39:51.351-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgxZWTHH_Obof7mlntuRd5NclwF1R3aaLdyg6yMKPtvxzXYUd-EdFi3QFiuAbIqRAd-dwUf4Pu1TOqsHfLsXnN2DZjd9cH-O4i2AaPHv5spxMrNXllSROeukYd1dvcse-nqlXb3ivlzqxI/s1600/IMG_0880.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgxZWTHH_Obof7mlntuRd5NclwF1R3aaLdyg6yMKPtvxzXYUd-EdFi3QFiuAbIqRAd-dwUf4Pu1TOqsHfLsXnN2DZjd9cH-O4i2AaPHv5spxMrNXllSROeukYd1dvcse-nqlXb3ivlzqxI/s320/IMG_0880.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630809432666059634" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">CUTE CUTE CUTE I made cake balls and individually wrapped them and put them in these cute mini buckets. I usually buy a few of these buckets when Target has them in the dollar section. I'm obsessed with them!</span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUAXjJyNu83GMv7_o7qY3CZGyqP_-o4FxDAdO1ghbzMIRqF9ulpZDJln4qJuyY0A9vtQo_eHTZ1uWsqPAuDmrDeoPnihQAvYT4rGJ5BY4KVECPsuzmLNIWz_FYWQOGBvk-e7higgfOZ2S3/s1600/IMG_0883.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUAXjJyNu83GMv7_o7qY3CZGyqP_-o4FxDAdO1ghbzMIRqF9ulpZDJln4qJuyY0A9vtQo_eHTZ1uWsqPAuDmrDeoPnihQAvYT4rGJ5BY4KVECPsuzmLNIWz_FYWQOGBvk-e7higgfOZ2S3/s320/IMG_0883.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630809427717879410" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">This is a cupcake/cake ball platter I made </span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgheh_Sz0ma9jod3unBS3d8vWsN7nw9ZCIrGTdjiTtCKPQijkUszaBsfhbtexo6e-JgrvGec6AV51trX-gILieojQhRW9c9m7T8JCmm3MsjlKldRwqIO8ZrCsajaipiCaSJecatGZCPfDCw/s1600/IMG_0876.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgheh_Sz0ma9jod3unBS3d8vWsN7nw9ZCIrGTdjiTtCKPQijkUszaBsfhbtexo6e-JgrvGec6AV51trX-gILieojQhRW9c9m7T8JCmm3MsjlKldRwqIO8ZrCsajaipiCaSJecatGZCPfDCw/s320/IMG_0876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630809419191547250" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">3 different cake balls. They were adorable in the mini buckets!</span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGb_XHYjWuu1S0lrG5akWpM6d2BwWIbdQxeXm0hAite-9uM84Ye6qEJTp2RfNcehPoZHg0fmWnBfH3126Z9hT-LolzN4bTcxHANYej3wjUkevAfpnZOqQ-nuCdlcgmKIN1si5t82wszW_w/s1600/IMG_0873.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGb_XHYjWuu1S0lrG5akWpM6d2BwWIbdQxeXm0hAite-9uM84Ye6qEJTp2RfNcehPoZHg0fmWnBfH3126Z9hT-LolzN4bTcxHANYej3wjUkevAfpnZOqQ-nuCdlcgmKIN1si5t82wszW_w/s320/IMG_0873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630809415191836706" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Vanilla cupcakes with raspberry buttercream... YUM-O!!</span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ll_zMsQhjaQBkGtlQLvbjMoxg7PKym8gi9T3xct_fsQGKrX6NgW4W_hyYv1UvbElI1S7F1aVzi8-MVXGmqg8MLt2zd9GR_IEkc0S_yCRSe-si6ZrgqqVWTHKEVT98XuFVR8g8zkJoyPS/s1600/IMG_0872.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ll_zMsQhjaQBkGtlQLvbjMoxg7PKym8gi9T3xct_fsQGKrX6NgW4W_hyYv1UvbElI1S7F1aVzi8-MVXGmqg8MLt2zd9GR_IEkc0S_yCRSe-si6ZrgqqVWTHKEVT98XuFVR8g8zkJoyPS/s320/IMG_0872.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630809411918613874" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">How cute are t</span></span>hey!?</div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-3839655127428482932011-07-12T19:54:00.000-07:002011-07-12T20:07:54.330-07:00RetreatI am having an amazing week here at The Lighthouse Family Retreat!!! I just can't even explain how awesome this is. It's a retreat for families who have children with cancer, but are in remission or healthy enough to be out of the hospital. The kids are great. It is SOOO hot here and there is so many people that it can be over-whelming to some of the children. It is the best feeling when you get to see them smile though! It makes everything worth it. Tonight in nightcap with all the volunteers we sang "Our God". I looked across the room and a lady crying caught my eye. She recently lost her daughter to cancer, and her and her son are here volunteering to help families who are fighting cancer. From being there, I know how hard it is to lose someone to cancer. My dad fought the battle for 2 years and unfortunately lost. But he didn't lose, he won. He is with our Heavenly Father and in a Christian's eyes that is the ultimate finish line. Anyways back to "Our God", Our God is GREATER, our God is STRONGER than any other. I don't see how the he sweet lady and her son could be here helping if they didn't have God's love. He is shining through them. Sometimes God's puts situations in our life so that we can take something from them and help others because WE have been there. I went for a run as soon as nightcap was over and a song called "Blessings" came on. OH MY GOODNESS. It says it all. I couldnt get the video to work but take a minute and go google or youtube the song Blessings by Laura Story. You won't be disappointed. Please pray for the families here! Pray that they feel God's presence this week, and in the weeks, months, and years to come as they may continue to face hard times. Help them remember that "God is good" all the time. (that was our lesson for today!) Love and blessings to you all!Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-17095444591022724322011-07-06T16:30:00.000-07:002011-07-06T16:44:20.384-07:00Culinary Arts<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;"><b>Back to the topic of "What do you want to do for the rest of your life." UGH it is so SUPER stressful for me. I mean, I know what I love to do and what my one huge career life dream is but I talk myself out of it time and time again. The voices in my head say, "No you can't do that" or "Nope it's never going to happen" or "You will be so broke that you will live at home forever."(yikes) Anyways as I was looking over my classes next semester I finally made the decision to change my major, once again. When I started college I was an Interior Design Major. Well, I somehow ended up not taking any interior design classes and was in Fashion Merchandising instead. It was fun, thoughts of living in New York and working for some fancy smancy designer sounds all fun, but not something I wanted to spend THE REST of my life doing. So it then changed to Childlife Specialist..took a few basic classes, then decided I wasn't going to attend Alabama anymore. Along with a school change came a major change. I was a Family and Consumer Sciences secondary education major. Now, all of these things interest me, but again not what I want to spend my remaining years doing. So, today, I made the decision and emailed my advisor. I am just going for it and my major is going to be Culinary Arts. It's my one true passion and I am not going to shove it aside any longer. So here goes to another Major change and lets hope this one sticks. I only need 39 more hours to have that degree which is MUCH more appealing than the 88 needed for Family and Consumer Sciences. I know God has an incredible plan for me and I am SO excited to see where this leads me in life. Though sometimes I wish God could mail us a package with all of our life instructions. </b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;"><b>What about y'all? Anyone have any advice/ stories about college, jobs, major changes??</b></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-49417357046229700382011-06-26T11:55:00.000-07:002011-06-26T12:11:13.841-07:00How Do You Know?<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 16.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Tahoma; color: #ec6d28">Probably the most commonly asked question I get as a 20 year old is, "What's your major?" "Right now my major is Family and Consumer Sciences Secondary Education, but that isn't really what I want to do soooo I just don't know." I'm serious that is how I usually answer. I mean being a teacher is great in theory.. out of school by 2:30-3 ish, weekends off, summers off, decent breaks throughout the year. But then I think about all the grading and extra stuff that comes along with teaching. Is it really my calling? No, I don't think so. Should I settle? No, probably not. Do I know what I REALLY want to spend the rest of my life doing? No, sure don't. It's pretty scary.</p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 16.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Tahoma; color: #ec6d28">I do know that I love creating things with my hands. I love working on art projects, adding details to cupcakes, cookies, and cake-pops, painting, and creating new things. It just makes me HAPPY. But how can I support my self by doing those things? I don't really know to be honest with you. Of course it's always been a dream of mine to own a bakery or something along those lines, but how practical is that? Some folks opinion is "very practical, you can do it!" and others are like "places like that don't usually last long and don't make any money". Well cool, thanks for the feedback. It makes me want to pull my hair out. I'm 20... how am I supposed to know what I want to do for <i>THE REST OF MY LIFE</i>?!?! I'm about to be a Junior in college and I am still not 100% sure what I want to major in. Stressful. What I do know is that I'm going to keep on keeping on. I'll get a degree in something, and hopefully be able to use it in that career. </p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 16.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Tahoma; color: #ec6d28">I found this quote and It makes sense to me..</p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 16.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Tahoma; color: #ec6d28">"When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our things were answers like astronaut, president, or in my case, <b>princess</b>… When we were ten, they asked us again. We answered - rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medallist… But now that we’ve grown up, they want a more serious answer. Well, how about this… Who the hell knows? This isn’t a time to make hard and fast decisions. This is the time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere. Fall in love - a lot. Major in philosophy because there’s no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again because nothing is permanent. So make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… We won’t have to guess. We’ll know." -Eclipse</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Tahoma; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">So yeah.. I think I'll just be a princess. </span></span></i></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Tahoma, fantasy;color:#EC6D28;"><br /></span></div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-44124879044247076462011-06-22T10:23:00.000-07:002011-06-22T10:34:22.536-07:00Fortune<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;">One day a few weeks ago I went to a Chinese restaurant with one of my friends. I didn't eat, but they brought me a fortune cookie at the end. I LOVE fortune cookies so I was excited to read it. It said, "A new relationship is about to blossom, you will be greatly blessed." I was like YAY, finally, about time!!! </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;">I've been in an extra happy mood lately and I have that fortune to thank. Even though a "new relationship" hasn't blossomed yet, I know it will one day. It didn't specify what type of relationship so it could be anything. I am volunteering at a Lighthouse Family Retreat in a few weeks and it could be a new relationship with a child who was cancer. It could be a potential boyfriend. It could be my future little. Only God knows. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;">Some people are like, "It's a fortune, get over it. Those things never happen." However I am optimistic and I like to think there is a reason for everything. There was a reason for me getting that fortune. So I have been praying for my future little, my future husband, and the children and families who are facing with cancer that I am about to spend a week with. And I am so excited for all three! I'll be driving down the road by myself just cheesing. Because I have no reason <b>not</b> to smile. Life is good, getting better all the time, and someday someone will walk into my life and make me realize why it never worked out with anyone else. </span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Life is exciting!</span></span></span></b></div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-54622842528585519722011-06-19T10:41:00.000-07:002011-06-19T11:16:18.100-07:00Father's Day<div>All because two people fell in love....</div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-QcVLWl76zAo_fJqw9i50Lpu2nVoknDIhv5_a5NjOsH1pNRR6uGuhyphenhyphenmsRUv4kCh1oaf_IaaE7fDGX-7-xjoixhxJoyu8UfqHdiZe1AbROXl1ywxbYFFsbNZC7N5lpsna4yXqgImoCIyr7/s1600/IMG_0504.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-QcVLWl76zAo_fJqw9i50Lpu2nVoknDIhv5_a5NjOsH1pNRR6uGuhyphenhyphenmsRUv4kCh1oaf_IaaE7fDGX-7-xjoixhxJoyu8UfqHdiZe1AbROXl1ywxbYFFsbNZC7N5lpsna4yXqgImoCIyr7/s320/IMG_0504.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619994716701252530" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ3pWReJ25Vfx2NKRvkp7yU35t0-cg5XcExTTQYwieKxcgdGUrxq21AwfqsFy3UMGS-tIS5lhrbd9K6E_kAtby1-ToEjtlEn84-kWIaMtrhVawElLOTo-M0eCPGgCWuHKLV_u-IrlMZejK/s1600/IMG_0494.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; ">I was blessed with the best parents. I can't ever be thankful enough.</span></a><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ3pWReJ25Vfx2NKRvkp7yU35t0-cg5XcExTTQYwieKxcgdGUrxq21AwfqsFy3UMGS-tIS5lhrbd9K6E_kAtby1-ToEjtlEn84-kWIaMtrhVawElLOTo-M0eCPGgCWuHKLV_u-IrlMZejK/s1600/IMG_0494.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 320px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ3pWReJ25Vfx2NKRvkp7yU35t0-cg5XcExTTQYwieKxcgdGUrxq21AwfqsFy3UMGS-tIS5lhrbd9K6E_kAtby1-ToEjtlEn84-kWIaMtrhVawElLOTo-M0eCPGgCWuHKLV_u-IrlMZejK/s320/IMG_0494.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619994706642815106" /></a>This is how i will ALWAYS remember my dad. Smiling, on the dock, with his greatest friends around(of course they aren't in the pic, but they were there!)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrWIn7iHzu51fcL-CQustQF8b6JRu0l9UOB3yPrEqawK0ZsDzW_3L15HN9WJGoEeZT8eRc7iDLIfRCEUXFAnbGGg7OKK4s5_YwiBF5kSFQ79vv8qAnXwqt8n9s6YmEbNR25tnVHJ8csZJH/s1600/IMG_0512.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrWIn7iHzu51fcL-CQustQF8b6JRu0l9UOB3yPrEqawK0ZsDzW_3L15HN9WJGoEeZT8eRc7iDLIfRCEUXFAnbGGg7OKK4s5_YwiBF5kSFQ79vv8qAnXwqt8n9s6YmEbNR25tnVHJ8csZJH/s320/IMG_0512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619994700895626770" /></a>me and a little wee baby<br /><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjlOcvBDYonw6JRiXERMM9y_Uw33V-mi5t8Vhv2wYk8uko7DQ6HPvWxlS-6qMVMJfDR2SLa0p-9qpemxxfefU-d8lqSeTz3fNTeLRSI59Qh9TURMbKZPLM2qCQx2dtZ1i3cl582cmSFeWo/s1600/IMG_0499.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjlOcvBDYonw6JRiXERMM9y_Uw33V-mi5t8Vhv2wYk8uko7DQ6HPvWxlS-6qMVMJfDR2SLa0p-9qpemxxfefU-d8lqSeTz3fNTeLRSI59Qh9TURMbKZPLM2qCQx2dtZ1i3cl582cmSFeWo/s320/IMG_0499.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619989478506533922" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpfdMVrKO5IjFoWDqqJThlurPXmCm6D4wThg0wmP3hjmnoH1ZWhHhWLEbG9vQ8XoWlroJ9YJXFQ5gcunrUIlVvWr7khMIgeauUQ1NUUx9DOs4fqH0YW_tdUq5E8bNOJf3vCtL8ZTV5ZfoC/s1600/IMG_0496.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpfdMVrKO5IjFoWDqqJThlurPXmCm6D4wThg0wmP3hjmnoH1ZWhHhWLEbG9vQ8XoWlroJ9YJXFQ5gcunrUIlVvWr7khMIgeauUQ1NUUx9DOs4fqH0YW_tdUq5E8bNOJf3vCtL8ZTV5ZfoC/s320/IMG_0496.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619989464327329506" /></a>on the lake.. other than yardwork, his favorite past time.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Eyj9RhCqzX4oeMQ2F-1AXsMST_orVfSCEv2RvFP5cyiCITudHw07OPoN909iAyT-hpnBGuh49UEiVSlfg7L8CiGKWOJcJ8UKjq1c7rXGUiqo67VWsd5FM1r9wkOeeVpprto9btWAU52x/s1600/IMG_0491.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Eyj9RhCqzX4oeMQ2F-1AXsMST_orVfSCEv2RvFP5cyiCITudHw07OPoN909iAyT-hpnBGuh49UEiVSlfg7L8CiGKWOJcJ8UKjq1c7rXGUiqo67VWsd5FM1r9wkOeeVpprto9btWAU52x/s320/IMG_0491.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619989456405295410" /></a>my 3rd birthday.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvD_QKym8QfwmBo3CGzU77P4tb8_jGn2rPqGizdr6Jw7rmY9Br6Y3jRGFBVhLcjyPguVTNzff9KuYlNRJB_lA5M8VopBXrUzZJ2xQnxwLRMcmcUtzIWjDVW9rgPYtgI4zPEuJtZQx9SqG/s1600/IMG_0484.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvD_QKym8QfwmBo3CGzU77P4tb8_jGn2rPqGizdr6Jw7rmY9Br6Y3jRGFBVhLcjyPguVTNzff9KuYlNRJB_lA5M8VopBXrUzZJ2xQnxwLRMcmcUtzIWjDVW9rgPYtgI4zPEuJtZQx9SqG/s320/IMG_0484.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619989438885107282" /></a>brothers first day of school!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggWnXHz8ro2g26rM-zEnkbrSSXQr0lGZNGIvP09fQfmX1Mf1f4XXDylit4iUzhj_Ttq4y2-3iEQEvFZVPpagV6R65vnQQ-KKyAYT2lXO_CENOr2Rz5R32ZOw3_pB09-hg_ohIX6raQe7Ei/s1600/IMG_0475.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggWnXHz8ro2g26rM-zEnkbrSSXQr0lGZNGIvP09fQfmX1Mf1f4XXDylit4iUzhj_Ttq4y2-3iEQEvFZVPpagV6R65vnQQ-KKyAYT2lXO_CENOr2Rz5R32ZOw3_pB09-hg_ohIX6raQe7Ei/s320/IMG_0475.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619989423277668514" /></a>"My father didn't teach me how to live, he lived, and let me watch him do it."<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I am so lucky to have such an amazing daddy to make days like to day a little easier. He keeps me strong and I cannot wait to hug his neck any time I want to in Heaven.</div><div><br /></div><div>I thank my God every time I remember you. Philippians 1:3<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-86721526615699892352011-06-05T18:22:00.000-07:002011-06-05T18:32:14.846-07:00Quotes from Twitter<p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia, fantasy;color:#3333FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I favorite things on twitter A LOT! I was going over them tonight and though I would share!! It's funny to look back and see what was going on in my life because all of these kind of relate! Enjoy!</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;color:#3333FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia, fantasy;color:#3333FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">“The biggest adventure you can take is to live the life of your dreams.” –Oprah Winfrey</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">STOP SAYING "I WISH" AND START SAYING " I WILL"</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time. ~Abraham Lincoln</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">"everyday is a new opportunity to smile" - bieber</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">The truth is, nothing is guaranteed. So don't be afraid. Be alive. ~</span></span></span><a href="http://twitter.com/SarahDessen"><span style="text-decoration: underline ; letter-spacing: 0.0px color: #000099"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">@SarahDessen</span></span></span></span></a></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Wanting to be someone you're not is wasting the person you are. </span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Certain people are good for you at certain time. Everyone isn't suppose to be there forever.</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">You can have everything in the world and still feel empty if you aren't happy with yourself.</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Sometimes, we need to leave people from our past behind because of one reason: they just don't deserve a place in your future. </span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Rule #66: There are so many people out there that will tell you that you can't. What you've got to do is turn around and say, "Watch me."</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Focus on where you're going but don't regret where you've been. Every smile & every scar added to who u are. </span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">No matter what u're going through or how long u're waiting for answers. One sure thing: God is faithful; He keeps his promises.</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">i finally learned what life's all about.. hanging on when your heart's had enough and giving more when you wanna give up -- NiCOLE RiCHiE</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Maybe our past is like an anchor holding us back. Maybe u have to let go of who u ARE to become who u WILL BE. ~SATC </span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Whenever God puts a period never put a question mark</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">More important in life than the friends you can count are the friends you can count on.</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Many people pray as if God is a big aspirin pill; they come only when they hurt. Dont pray when it rains if u don't pray when the sunshines.</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">"No amount of Guilt can change the past, and no amount of Worrying can change the future" -Unknown</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Rule #59: If he doesn't chase you when you walk away, keep walking.</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Too many of us are not living our dreams because we are living our fears. ~Les Brown </span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Life is not about what I've done, should have done or what I could have done... It's about what I can do and what I will do.</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Trust God to do what's best for u. Stop trying to make things happen the way u want. Please God more than yourself.</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Never tell me the sky's the limit when there are footprints on the moon </span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">God will replace everything you lost. If He asks you to put something down, it's because He wants you to pick up something better. </span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">We always give joyful thanks to God - Colossians 1:3 </span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Helvetica Neue'; min-height: 12px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Sometimes you've gotta stop seeking, searching, asking, knocking or demanding..& just let IT come to YOU. </span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">If you started today, imagine where you could be in a year. The time is NOW.</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; min-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">"Forgiveness is letting go of the idea that you could have had a different past."</span></span></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia, fantasy;color:#3333FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;color:#3333FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;color:#3333FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 15px/normal Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;color:#3333FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Have a super week!</span></span></p>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-3295411013434890402011-05-29T16:59:00.000-07:002011-05-29T17:02:13.624-07:00New Blog<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">SO SORRY I have been such a lame blogger lately! I promise some things soon!! But for now </span></b></span><a href="http://rileyssugarboutique.blogspot.com"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">HERE</span></b></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"> is the link to my new baking blog! This is just another step towards me fulfilling my dream to have a bakery one day!! </span></b></span>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-82274103405373945192011-05-11T14:38:00.000-07:002011-05-11T15:50:38.916-07:00Looking Back<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>These pictures are from newest to oldest... It did that when I was uploading so I just went with it.. anyways, my first semester at UNA is over :( so sad! I has the best semester ever!! It felt exactly like how college is supposed to feel. I have found my happy place! I was thinking about how much happened this semester and wanted to take a look back....</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpPF-LNu_8bf7gRlorPDfzUJraGt81K2VOGj0BYen2b0voy9kq1l7z1uxPx7M4TRNN-poAeF1lxpw6GP8rioaLvIrzLcpdUERY6jcNfNDk0Fj0B_Fa8R8mkFoIIf5OCAOBu4vYmhOTk9Gp/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpPF-LNu_8bf7gRlorPDfzUJraGt81K2VOGj0BYen2b0voy9kq1l7z1uxPx7M4TRNN-poAeF1lxpw6GP8rioaLvIrzLcpdUERY6jcNfNDk0Fj0B_Fa8R8mkFoIIf5OCAOBu4vYmhOTk9Gp/s200/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605586990574569650" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>I volunteered with my sisters.</b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJW9aXagclCQgzID4-SYGaJjmGRPx_hwogvtrPQaM_QBcBGNzzDp3upo1XPs3ydoj7oB3_y20_FQQ67D3Y1IrCcuY_ErjEn6dOVeqwGHGPSDyBXkh41LFUc-yqwonBX9qrcv47qzVR1zHc/s1600/IMG_0014.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJW9aXagclCQgzID4-SYGaJjmGRPx_hwogvtrPQaM_QBcBGNzzDp3upo1XPs3ydoj7oB3_y20_FQQ67D3Y1IrCcuY_ErjEn6dOVeqwGHGPSDyBXkh41LFUc-yqwonBX9qrcv47qzVR1zHc/s200/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605586988807131170" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>I met new friends and got new nicknames. Young Hay Hay, Rowdy Riles, and A-town.</b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFPcjSi-Dz2YelH11FHrrEAcyZ37V-OvV_ASgs2Z8Wa9s9L8SLikEV0yniAUZaCnQfRPQdJyC1OqCdO2onC43otytBe2ShpTRzyaxKiQ1s_i-82_phfQczaWat98cETBcHLSOB1ecUT0ii/s1600/IMG_8211.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFPcjSi-Dz2YelH11FHrrEAcyZ37V-OvV_ASgs2Z8Wa9s9L8SLikEV0yniAUZaCnQfRPQdJyC1OqCdO2onC43otytBe2ShpTRzyaxKiQ1s_i-82_phfQczaWat98cETBcHLSOB1ecUT0ii/s200/IMG_8211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605586984317232018" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Went to my first formal.</b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1ZFwDAuz7KWb8Plx3_Z6PHkrRJjTrOHoRsi-J0UFWOxHW8iG22Yn5Vuesw28_OuVcIcCVM_DVCJd7Tx8-2llG0QAh5lP9AeiQJ0R4uCmKRTxyZAyl5TrIgjFL9Tjh23ldWILEdR_XflT7/s1600/IMG_7988.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5UDNYUwiZIO90yZapi4w31keK3fq7vjZLAEhLvIBx4ltcpnrlCIxPBxfWpybXQ9VSEBjii7Kp6YP-oLVVPMoYLXPJe56XihqA60S39KFz_T7QA4sDBsQ-hNfUgpz1YgLMVrbjpSQrqqly/s200/IMG_7973.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605586973418877314" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Went to the zoo with my sisters.</b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgEJWMjgNpkFx-ywnyZPTp6G9LHDTIdAsMFJXVkB4rGM06lgU4_e-gIBar3yBgSNlO24FnM_qEfNf1icM4P7jrEGvgNKgk-_sPj9tJFadoE_WtCOsJhoAF0TE9LQO7BOSttdpAyU-Brcov/s1600/IMG_7873.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgEJWMjgNpkFx-ywnyZPTp6G9LHDTIdAsMFJXVkB4rGM06lgU4_e-gIBar3yBgSNlO24FnM_qEfNf1icM4P7jrEGvgNKgk-_sPj9tJFadoE_WtCOsJhoAF0TE9LQO7BOSttdpAyU-Brcov/s200/IMG_7873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605584009204104754" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Went to the beach for Spring Break.</b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijoAEAe-r0i7kev3zzEwJ2_QCZNYu_HBc0BKno4l5AWTcuZhP89prSm_pb7oCm20m_xm7ZAg1ybT5kKwxS4DbEVgw4Q15lN0Z_PSvRNe0cgc5v1kKHkvc-8MG4zjQ41dz0jDCiilzm9ySz/s1600/IMG_7679.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijoAEAe-r0i7kev3zzEwJ2_QCZNYu_HBc0BKno4l5AWTcuZhP89prSm_pb7oCm20m_xm7ZAg1ybT5kKwxS4DbEVgw4Q15lN0Z_PSvRNe0cgc5v1kKHkvc-8MG4zjQ41dz0jDCiilzm9ySz/s200/IMG_7679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605584002460061570" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Went to some mixers.</b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZMKDOWu9gkgUlnu_U3Bc7wEjhpSaXOO73SHvcBp5ZnWiFNbw6gEaFkJPh2HTWPd6JXOP44_WF2a-erX_rMA3URhAMcJJ7PsKx0fu_EIzgp0S1sG48btnxaeVJVAgjhkwKFr-N5hieCXWs/s1600/IMG_7657.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; 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height: 112px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-AdMOe6CnzDWTgRY8AGb9TgOBdW-PSlwqtGLe49nM1fucEVNF-MeXztCYd9DgV06rh6noq1WzGDs2tjUE9jX2v25dKBttuTTGKLi2VOpxsSxNvPE8uufHMRuNrh0yEOIewFR2SsZaTBBX/s200/IMG_0209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605583995869115186" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Turned TWENTY!</b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUKfMfHV4BR-iKi39kBOg218V87XsLB_gKyR6xTSVXVDKQoRimPVq2fBZjvUCDbi5EfjFvn5zATMmCPIwgPDciLUHJvkyhjyHaGVTxNS1Bc0BvtKVHVDKYnrLy4XHLgNKTzsLY97CAlFSv/s1600/IMG_7279.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUKfMfHV4BR-iKi39kBOg218V87XsLB_gKyR6xTSVXVDKQoRimPVq2fBZjvUCDbi5EfjFvn5zATMmCPIwgPDciLUHJvkyhjyHaGVTxNS1Bc0BvtKVHVDKYnrLy4XHLgNKTzsLY97CAlFSv/s200/IMG_7279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605581803478195730" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Spent many Wednesday nights at La Fonda's</b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim4UgxWwT2crRtrm7Yg7HzCzB_L6lwfdvH3ZETNHyS2emOmCVnasetxu2fA9Fy0zow6gu54Nvk1x5K7L1gHRII-djI7zhSrFsm2HdmYDO5Q1BglOO_KFOaB0Nk4xpGTnuNi4Pg-SdlJwZh/s1600/IMG_7321.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDcvcy3tV_OOdHo_SjG5xssLaC7Jb8OXe56lGZygD4KpN4z-OxDBasS-QZmwGrH8pZH7ImngB2yYUuk4MXx18LLhADLAeMpBbI-5SrcuhtUL1Cc9bj4w_eGcdvc-xLRIS_jsRjHQXPsZDw/s200/IMG_7483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605581791179268754" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Went to the circus with Chelsey!</b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIZXXjrBRPJkJc6igUXjv68ZAOcgr-Cw38CX_QjIJsIfE7sQuN-jU1PuYUNZ8DZySHw8x1khRWR8f0gVhIhpJKlzPieS4d0XySZLyc90-ep_KqN4mQ6z8vsG00zvv5jcArOjPH0ytYHm-n/s1600/IMG_7600.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIZXXjrBRPJkJc6igUXjv68ZAOcgr-Cw38CX_QjIJsIfE7sQuN-jU1PuYUNZ8DZySHw8x1khRWR8f0gVhIhpJKlzPieS4d0XySZLyc90-ep_KqN4mQ6z8vsG00zvv5jcArOjPH0ytYHm-n/s200/IMG_7600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605581788296436082" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Spent Mardi Gras in Auburn.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></span></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9qo48qdqJx8qNOhuQ0-QMVu9IYetmoBGDb0GFgmaCgYnPUkxJKpoFRQc_EtCzUoWIB0uli3vnrxR3hyphenhyphenX89zdkifTc8ZowE2gugNZ1xYGlGre5ZUgXFDv4OAm45eRxUsWg3Fnd_-3Ap3sZ/s1600/IMG_6965.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9qo48qdqJx8qNOhuQ0-QMVu9IYetmoBGDb0GFgmaCgYnPUkxJKpoFRQc_EtCzUoWIB0uli3vnrxR3hyphenhyphenX89zdkifTc8ZowE2gugNZ1xYGlGre5ZUgXFDv4OAm45eRxUsWg3Fnd_-3Ap3sZ/s200/IMG_6965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605578343542251010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Played in the snow my first week there.</b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgryjadv2lhxgdjevhBR6X2sQr41BSqEv-Ed58MckmdpZkvYAXdnSxtC4BakEaqfZeT8eDamx_HRFX_c_TnxVgheldxdtpBcvIpCBGJk7ce2HtsfImt6wmjUUq0M4TLqblN6a1tF0dQk_z1/s1600/IMG_7258.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgryjadv2lhxgdjevhBR6X2sQr41BSqEv-Ed58MckmdpZkvYAXdnSxtC4BakEaqfZeT8eDamx_HRFX_c_TnxVgheldxdtpBcvIpCBGJk7ce2HtsfImt6wmjUUq0M4TLqblN6a1tF0dQk_z1/s200/IMG_7258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605578369451749538" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Had some </b></span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>lovely</b></span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b> entertainment at LaFonda's</b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLvkLYw7QEYDo6xYDxyLF7cltIV-1CIKKt6Xjti_vp6MXHB-GfYhdeKktgEfMPHCSlnjis29-I4f2szmVlXs8F4T50iejnzJ4luqfd3FzZqw2cLQT-Qr4d4AP2fW-Zhu8eu_Yi8P5Aha1z/s1600/IMG_7194.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLvkLYw7QEYDo6xYDxyLF7cltIV-1CIKKt6Xjti_vp6MXHB-GfYhdeKktgEfMPHCSlnjis29-I4f2szmVlXs8F4T50iejnzJ4luqfd3FzZqw2cLQT-Qr4d4AP2fW-Zhu8eu_Yi8P5Aha1z/s200/IMG_7194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605578360952507154" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Made a quick trip to T-Town.</b></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2vismmKixF9bRlW1tjmCxpE7myDQ1_TKz5b4bGBjOryOnhh8AQqX0FNjOc7Zaaj_8fY8WfFgT5g7_GyAnMfeuukLZYl1KyAP9OFCTMQ5rUN5OKs7zUbnLju_GSZ6kIaUF7X-Tl5EC8Bj8/s1600/IMG_7150.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2vismmKixF9bRlW1tjmCxpE7myDQ1_TKz5b4bGBjOryOnhh8AQqX0FNjOc7Zaaj_8fY8WfFgT5g7_GyAnMfeuukLZYl1KyAP9OFCTMQ5rUN5OKs7zUbnLju_GSZ6kIaUF7X-Tl5EC8Bj8/s200/IMG_7150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605578353128633186" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Bonded with my Big.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>"Borrowed" some pizza rolls.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Got initiated into Phi Mu.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Met Lee Brice and Gloriana and got their signatures.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Left a car door open outside BWW on the busiest road in Florence. (whoops)</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Pulled a few all- nighters.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Made some wonderful friends.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Had a roommate from Brazil.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Was freaked out many times by my haunted dorm.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Changed my major.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Survived tornados.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Went for numerous drives trying to find some country back roads.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Counted my blessings many times.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Cried to a Professer.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Had THREE flat tires.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Made memories more to last a life time.</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>I am home now and all I want is to be back in Florence with all my friends! I will NEVER replace my lifetime best friends from home, but there is a different bond with college friends. I am so lucky for all of them and going to miss them this summer! I'll be making many trips to Huntsville, Athens, and Florence for visits! I can't wait to be reunited in August and do it all over again! LOVE y'all!</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>"Thank God for all I missed, cause it lead m</b></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>e here to this."</b></span></span></span></div><div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-65414528277117710712011-05-08T20:16:00.000-07:002011-05-08T20:32:39.853-07:00MOTHERS DAY<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinJRl6Wqfux_uFNIHxyKq6jVSZI8fMy1v1fKURUwDu_-pkQccPMp2qFfubx16QHmzBLsj5r4h6sifw65FITTGL5mecHlOkyes3pgL9eBzC-KQ9phYZxTLupuIbuBkEOlisDk9ID7CblrYX/s1600/IMG_6278.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinJRl6Wqfux_uFNIHxyKq6jVSZI8fMy1v1fKURUwDu_-pkQccPMp2qFfubx16QHmzBLsj5r4h6sifw65FITTGL5mecHlOkyes3pgL9eBzC-KQ9phYZxTLupuIbuBkEOlisDk9ID7CblrYX/s320/IMG_6278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604551812422352178" /></a><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', fantasy;color:#6600CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium;"><b>Me and my momma! She is way to good to me and I owe her for everything I am and hope to be! I love you!!</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', fantasy;color:#6600CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie. ~Tenneva Jordan</span></b></span></span></div><img style="text-align: left;text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLFyWwZLWBA8E6cc-b4pL2iKa1Fvw_8tlhaVFhYw_XtWxPDStHYs1pAChR-RCw_dVz410w1IKuyjD7gCAjDMso8YqeUkC7pd8b5c_fgPGVNxwDbKH8PYmdKofpelmab0KP2a87y3gh22fv/s320/IMG_8327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604551805695765698" /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', fantasy;color:#6600CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium;"><b>My sweet Grammy! (moms mom)</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy;color:#6600CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">The sweetest sounds to mortals given</span></b></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; "><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">Are heard in Mother, Home, and Heaven.</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">~William Goldsmith Brown</span></b></span></div></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK8S7PXSQde7PAEhQ8p3Oj3RoElOEAubLcKp0FQMbn9Q4Jjua3uQydXJLlMkjsdxH_N4nUWhWs-fIOUdVvAQtMXNvjQIISA21Drd6TTlYtASZn792TXOyvQgP0Nci_RJhXGEcQoUWl9y2N/s1600/IMG_2617.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK8S7PXSQde7PAEhQ8p3Oj3RoElOEAubLcKp0FQMbn9Q4Jjua3uQydXJLlMkjsdxH_N4nUWhWs-fIOUdVvAQtMXNvjQIISA21Drd6TTlYtASZn792TXOyvQgP0Nci_RJhXGEcQoUWl9y2N/s320/IMG_2617.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604551799106431602" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Mrs. Deborah! I consider her my second mom!</span></b></span></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers. ~Jewish Proverb</span></b></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYniHpaDIjDTXrWOiFsRxLf84gveYnssVDVql9puAEDSEIiB9ugL6rla_FMzZAksix4HnGczt1JIKvtkL9nv9SFmkJXeurITNA0_FAuyV7JggXgnqFsXQdzE31Xj7xTh65UxpnFB2IKs7X/s1600/IMG_0011.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYniHpaDIjDTXrWOiFsRxLf84gveYnssVDVql9puAEDSEIiB9ugL6rla_FMzZAksix4HnGczt1JIKvtkL9nv9SFmkJXeurITNA0_FAuyV7JggXgnqFsXQdzE31Xj7xTh65UxpnFB2IKs7X/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604551795692935090" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><b>My dads mom, my Granny Peg!</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium; text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts. ~Washington Irving</span></b></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', fantasy;color:#6600CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium; text-decoration: underline;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy;color:#6600CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium; text-decoration: underline;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy;color:#6600CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium; text-decoration: underline;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium; text-decoration: underline;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;">HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO ALL! I LOVE YOU!!</span></b></span></span></div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-1018027501731433692011-05-06T22:04:00.000-07:002011-05-06T22:33:02.999-07:00Volunteering<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, -webkit-fantasy; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">This past week I went and volunteered on our study day. Some of my sorority sisters and I went to Russellville to sort clothing items in a HUGE warehouse. There were TONS of clothes and water, but so much stuff they still needed.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;"><br /></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9DjEzs-rgwwm3N16duEEzKgy_VfDFSLyBq6N_-zptVzaWAx4Jk1J5TIcMRwY_cUmg5iYEjPT4NAbPF0ZdGJyleiZBm6eMIAHMSkkST-3bvTz-ZqqhpkqjkgXv5UnWNboejaZXTAFHpZuq/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9DjEzs-rgwwm3N16duEEzKgy_VfDFSLyBq6N_-zptVzaWAx4Jk1J5TIcMRwY_cUmg5iYEjPT4NAbPF0ZdGJyleiZBm6eMIAHMSkkST-3bvTz-ZqqhpkqjkgXv5UnWNboejaZXTAFHpZuq/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603841325065959938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">I found Woody and Buzz when I was organizing the toys. It made me think of Toy Story and all the stories these stuffed dolls would tell if they could talk. These were a little boys toys once. He probably took them everywhere and adored them. He obviously out grew them and wanted them to have a second life.</span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5f_nSvNxgrI09qAz19wbOVJNBNVERatbZR3xHXmVVE6EEAnu4R5_wbSzR5T409eSn2Uvt7VWYdWJm76YUCu9r_L1LojSf-ohhBO9g_A1xNTepjT-WWNqVmRvA_vnyisSkDGsTkNJhsPH6/s1600/IMG_0106.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5f_nSvNxgrI09qAz19wbOVJNBNVERatbZR3xHXmVVE6EEAnu4R5_wbSzR5T409eSn2Uvt7VWYdWJm76YUCu9r_L1LojSf-ohhBO9g_A1xNTepjT-WWNqVmRvA_vnyisSkDGsTkNJhsPH6/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603837319339703058" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">This was a HUGE pile of stuffed animals. I wanted to sob looking at it. It was so generous for these people to donate so much stuff. I was just staring at the stuffed animals and toys for a minute and I wanted to cry. I may have even teared up. These sweet innocent children who lost their homes probably lost their stuffed animals too. Most children have a favorite "lovie" or blankie or something they take everywhere and sleep with. It most likely got swept away in the storm and thinking about that just broke my heart for them.</span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgorrJ49p5i1Ekq7Q5uhRtzl_uMnflNJALlVp5xwz_8WVa_q_y3Ar-yIQU44lhVghbDzzZbV_2nMmjJRx3eRgSE6W3TLQWtj_-tz8LB6YOiKHupaLPF3615HFptfgNXo0siT90UJ7P_r-br/s1600/IMG_0105.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgorrJ49p5i1Ekq7Q5uhRtzl_uMnflNJALlVp5xwz_8WVa_q_y3Ar-yIQU44lhVghbDzzZbV_2nMmjJRx3eRgSE6W3TLQWtj_-tz8LB6YOiKHupaLPF3615HFptfgNXo0siT90UJ7P_r-br/s320/IMG_0105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603837308450694146" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">Sweet children shoes that were donated. I wanted to cry while sorting them also. There was a pair of itty bitty baby new balance tennis shoes. I mean they were just a little bigger than my thumb. I just thought of those tiny babys so innocent and didn't/won't even know what happened.</span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIoj0BCbVFQr3HgjD6CeL_YJjLMA-S9DBnLUQpfZH6Rrw6nerJxEo3DWhR8-YJ7KmQliFTpVTcRLbfUZ3VYL-BD9EqJuBOy_yS1xbpfWevRYr5NYekNHCXrmb7mSq_rVcxu3I-I5dLM4to/s1600/IMG_0101.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIoj0BCbVFQr3HgjD6CeL_YJjLMA-S9DBnLUQpfZH6Rrw6nerJxEo3DWhR8-YJ7KmQliFTpVTcRLbfUZ3VYL-BD9EqJuBOy_yS1xbpfWevRYr5NYekNHCXrmb7mSq_rVcxu3I-I5dLM4to/s320/IMG_0101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603837302277906386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">This wasn't even half of the water. There was probably double this. SO MUCH. I think when a disaster happens everyone automatically thinks WATER and CLOTHES. There were mass amounts of both.</span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwNqgHT27WRNZOvaDp30d_Pb8btEAzVuNjHRt0MqDDirVNryfI7FHhTlWVu94vUVjtgtwWMbLSTDyXtIDjvXW21WqAFaC7omhZDQahciJKlz_6eBmYnmSIixXlmAJMYIQ3A1TPRhWd8Zmh/s1600/IMG_0100.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwNqgHT27WRNZOvaDp30d_Pb8btEAzVuNjHRt0MqDDirVNryfI7FHhTlWVu94vUVjtgtwWMbLSTDyXtIDjvXW21WqAFaC7omhZDQahciJKlz_6eBmYnmSIixXlmAJMYIQ3A1TPRhWd8Zmh/s320/IMG_0100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603837291785892386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">Here are some of the boxes of clothes. It was a mess. We were sorting things by age/ size/ season. I think people will be covered with clothes for a while. There was only one mattress donated and maybe 10 pillows. I know it's not that easy to donate a mattress, but pillows are. These people do not have a pillow to lay their head on at night. I am going to buy some to donate when I go back to the shelter.</span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPTJgAusCsA4vQJWrizK465nSlw8BfQuajvd99ulyaj7WKsvAcylywz2-9mphrmVseG39juGvR_DSoq3GyV2fB5xYAY6mSDlyj2qP7Tem2Gps37_O1ZzVyIPE3uDeXRSC7LQ78L8AqMY7d/s1600/IMG_0098.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPTJgAusCsA4vQJWrizK465nSlw8BfQuajvd99ulyaj7WKsvAcylywz2-9mphrmVseG39juGvR_DSoq3GyV2fB5xYAY6mSDlyj2qP7Tem2Gps37_O1ZzVyIPE3uDeXRSC7LQ78L8AqMY7d/s320/IMG_0098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603837281333589410" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">All I can think of when I think of this disaster is "I will praise YOU in this storm." Hearts are broken, lives are turned upside down, homes lost, but the love of Christ will get us all through this. I encourage you to pray for these families and those helping rebuild their lives. They need it. God Bless!!</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(8, 56, 122); font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"><p align="LEFT" class="style21" style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;"><b>Psalm 29:11</b></span></span></p><p align="LEFT" class="style21" style="text-align: center;font-size: 12pt; "><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;"><b>T</b></span></span></em><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;"><b>he LORD blesses his people with pea</b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;"><b>ce</b></span></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;"><b>.</b></span></span></p></span>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-22712931045232374942011-05-06T10:21:00.000-07:002011-05-06T11:03:05.659-07:00Little of this and that...<div>First of all I would like to wish one of my very best friends a HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY!!! Ashley has been there for me forever it seems! I remember when we were in elementary school she never spent the night away from home. One night she stayed with me and got sick so her mom had to come get her! haha! During high school we had the same lunch period every semester but one (I think) and we always had some fun lunch times! She goes to Auburn so she's far away from me, but anytime I need her she it there either skyping or texting!! Ashley has such a smart head on her shoulders and I can't wait to see all the great things she does in her life! I love you Ashley and hope you have the best day ever!!!!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_O7Ec4lEgGscwTmJQIWZge559I6QNjWCPTqkgy-MXQGEIR_vfeRjTnvlOqb8sOOp6xgsAPRZqB_T9-EFwVgswipQtMJziTPMXd2C_tBctkmoYdg9buIG6oPAQFngG2gSjIECe2wPfZHtf/s1600/IMG_6162.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_O7Ec4lEgGscwTmJQIWZge559I6QNjWCPTqkgy-MXQGEIR_vfeRjTnvlOqb8sOOp6xgsAPRZqB_T9-EFwVgswipQtMJziTPMXd2C_tBctkmoYdg9buIG6oPAQFngG2gSjIECe2wPfZHtf/s320/IMG_6162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603660326541428914" /></a>My obsession with Target could be considered unhealthy. I just love it!! I have a gift card from returning something so I went yesterday and found some awesome items in the $1 section. A popcorn bucket, beach pail, and stars and stripes small bucket. I got these because I want to use them for themed cake pop displays. I am considering doing a bake sale to raise money for the Lighthouse Retreat listed in the post below. I can't wait to be home and bake (I'm sure my mom can't wait for messes in her kitchen either :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_XeEMPJBi16rYXfJr2Rel1PSywgp3nDK8wEFPReeYIb7Nqtb1jExNjGBtu_HMiQ6hF3I83pgLMXxhyphenhyphenov1Y8wqh244uwAmHlAmx8jhhVX4GdgufY20av9xYwthgXV93llt3wI-hOvK2jtY/s1600/IMG_0115.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_XeEMPJBi16rYXfJr2Rel1PSywgp3nDK8wEFPReeYIb7Nqtb1jExNjGBtu_HMiQ6hF3I83pgLMXxhyphenhyphenov1Y8wqh244uwAmHlAmx8jhhVX4GdgufY20av9xYwthgXV93llt3wI-hOvK2jtY/s320/IMG_0115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603659331143820418" /></a>I also got this cute princess cup and snack holder. I may be 20 but I love princesses! I mean they were just a dollar :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_z2B8YvtceYO2wLz4eQApfsBZdd8GzCFenjNnEYxa_xuxf_porNO8jWDtrQqX-bkM_ykcMrvAp3YjTRw_Q_jT-w_zIWuFE5NfAMUVbHSsN-iWpGi8fpObLPfA3rb0yVyUMnUTVauOwdNF/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_z2B8YvtceYO2wLz4eQApfsBZdd8GzCFenjNnEYxa_xuxf_porNO8jWDtrQqX-bkM_ykcMrvAp3YjTRw_Q_jT-w_zIWuFE5NfAMUVbHSsN-iWpGi8fpObLPfA3rb0yVyUMnUTVauOwdNF/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603659320737097138" /></a>I pulled an "all-nighter" earlier this week to study for a test. One of my teachers gave a test the week of finals. Who does that?! I studied out in the study/ common area of my dorm floor and I had a camp set up. People would laugh when they saw me! lol I had 4 drinks set up beside me and 2 more in my bag. I need to stay hydrated all night! I have discovered Fanta orange ZERO! No calories, fat, carbs, or sugar!! It was so good!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggJ-2mI1SHCgYAYruoTRDhEtI8j_lgwnHongoZXhrCq7ShjS9HL2bq-xcVjXnaDQ-s3CVXsIiCfdjzYNCOTIKTETN_xFAERdt2qpihAx0pN8pwgYFkpeAsmOiqgklvJ7Fifg5WKkynM_FD/s1600/IMG_0075.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggJ-2mI1SHCgYAYruoTRDhEtI8j_lgwnHongoZXhrCq7ShjS9HL2bq-xcVjXnaDQ-s3CVXsIiCfdjzYNCOTIKTETN_xFAERdt2qpihAx0pN8pwgYFkpeAsmOiqgklvJ7Fifg5WKkynM_FD/s320/IMG_0075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603659313172586930" /></a>We got an adorable cupcake place in Florence and I am so jealous of it! I want my own bakery! I went last week and got 2 cup cakes to try! (no I didn't eat them both at the same time!) This was the peanut butter chocolate one. The peanut butter drizzle on top was the best part! The chocolate icing was a little to rich for me.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh91_N9NFUk2OxkOmMBk5tIfQHXDb08ZcRYs2AgWeQla_UWLbtKiNWliZ274qiyk8Zh3-7IX2m4gdmMrAUWoNTnrO6B1SsDYoJyypc_Y_eVVS_JDdAclsDIhlHKWmHQ5T9W2wvk7j3nN_pa/s1600/IMG_0078.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh91_N9NFUk2OxkOmMBk5tIfQHXDb08ZcRYs2AgWeQla_UWLbtKiNWliZ274qiyk8Zh3-7IX2m4gdmMrAUWoNTnrO6B1SsDYoJyypc_Y_eVVS_JDdAclsDIhlHKWmHQ5T9W2wvk7j3nN_pa/s320/IMG_0078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603659308869933746" /></a>Red Velvet- YUM! The cream cheese icing was the best icing I've ever had! The cupcake part wasn't the absolute best though! The lady who has this bakery is probably in her middle twenties. I want to talk to her about what all it took to open this but she was busy when I went in. It is seriously my life dream to open a bakery. I think I talk about it every day and I <b>know</b> I think about it every day. I mean, I have fabric, chairs, colors, and ideas picked out... this has gotta happen! I'm going to try and get a job here next fall so I can get some experience in the small bakery business!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjthcsqUONmZ8fkP9pU-T-pKeyrm4EVnJIq5SutI0gq-gJWZbDmX75yHo39lV1Jla39nOrcVA1s7n_1Zof5kOIjz17fbG4gckVuRq8dslIlkTX8RDovruL9YwQGEKFEb8VzV8XHy0T8_hC_/s1600/IMG_0077.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjthcsqUONmZ8fkP9pU-T-pKeyrm4EVnJIq5SutI0gq-gJWZbDmX75yHo39lV1Jla39nOrcVA1s7n_1Zof5kOIjz17fbG4gckVuRq8dslIlkTX8RDovruL9YwQGEKFEb8VzV8XHy0T8_hC_/s320/IMG_0077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603659301788628146" /></a><br /><div>Finals started today, but I don't have one until Monday! Yesterday was dead day and I went to Russellville to volunteer sorting donated items for tornado victims. I will do a whole post about it! Also I am going to post all the ideas I have for my bakery soon :) </div><div><br /></div><div>Have an awesome day!!!!!<br /><br /></div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-32252601965722697482011-05-02T18:55:00.000-07:002011-05-02T19:00:10.130-07:00Lighthouse Family Retreat<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 16.0px"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Hello blog world!! I wanted to share a letter that I have sent friends and family and I am asking for your help too! God has provided me with this special opportunity and I am excited to share it with you!! Please read!!</span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>God has once again provided me with an opportunity to make a difference in the lives of people affected with cancer. During my senior year of high school, October 2008, I participated in the Nike Women's Half- Marathon in San Francisco. It is a race to raise money for The Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. As most of you know I lost my dad to cancer 6 years ago, so being able to do this was such an incredible experience for me. I was able to raise over $5,000 and appreciate every single person who contributed. Now, I have been inspired by an incredible opportunity to serve sweet children with cancer and would like to briefly share this opportunity with you. </span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The Lighthouse Family Retreat is a ministry dedicated to serving children with cancer and their families at a seaside retreat. The Lighthouse provides a place of hope and renewal to families facing fears, challenges and sheer exhaustion that many people won't ever have to face. The retreat helps the families to laugh again, restore relationships, and find hope in God. I am part of a volunteer team and will be serving on one of the 10 Lighthouse retreats this year. All of the retreats are held on the Florida panhandle and we will serve 12-14 families at the retreat. </span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Each volunteer is asked to send out support letters to let our friends and family know about our upcoming experience. Without your support this retreat is not possible. We are asking for your prayers as we serve and to consider supporting us financially. The volunteers are asked to raise $750. A $250 deposit per person is due immediately in order to guarantee my spot on the retreat. The remainder of the money is Due by July 1st. While there is no cost to the families we serve, it costs the Lighthouse about $2,500 per family to cover the expenses involved to provide retreat activities such as a Luau, beach games, arts & crafts, a night out for the parents, devotions, a talent show and more. If I am able to raise more than the volunteer support required, the additional funding will go directly to help sponsor a family at my retreat. </span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Please prayerfully consider being a part of this team through your encouragement, prayers and financial support if possible. If God leads you to join us in prayer – please pray that He would prepare the hearts of the families, volunteers, and people in the surrounding community for the work that He is going to do. If you are led to support us financially, any amount that you contribute is greatly appreciated. </span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>I am so so excited to see how God will use our team of volunteers to demonstrate His love in a real way and hope that you will want to join our efforts. This is something that has always tugged my heartstrings and I can't wait to help these families and hopefully be a light in their life. Please feel free to contact me if I can answer any questions about what we, as volunteers, will be doing specifically or about The Lighthouse Family Retreat. <span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"></span><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">Gratefully In Christ</span></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; color: #dd2067; min-height: 15.0px"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><b><i></i></b></span><br /></p> <p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 15.0px; font: 11.0px Times New Roman; color: #dd2067"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><b><i>Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart. Psalm 37:4</i></b></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 15.0px; font: 11.0px Times New Roman; color: #dd2067"><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 15.0px; font: 11.0px Times New Roman; color: #dd2067"><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">f</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">y</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">u</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">f</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">d</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">c</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">b</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">u</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">financially,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "> comment with your email or let me know and I will be in contact with you on the next step. If you can't contribute financially, prayers for the volunteers and families are gratefully accepted. :)</span></span></p>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-21082125281670885182011-04-28T20:48:00.000-07:002011-04-28T20:48:37.741-07:004/27/11 - Tuscaloosa Tornado<iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5ohIVzIZLuQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><div><br /></div><div>This is so devastating. I lived here for a year and spent much time in this area. Pray for the people who lost lives and homes.</div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-91351962377359748642011-04-28T20:30:00.000-07:002011-04-28T20:44:04.340-07:00TornadoYesterday, April 27 an F5 tornado ripped through Tuscaloosa, AL. We were prepared for horrible weather in here in Florence and we got so lucky that it missed us. Not completely, places around Florence are destroyed and two of my sorority sisters lost homes. I have been in prayer all day. I have never experienced anything like this. So many of my friends and family were in Tuscaloosa that I was so sick worrying about them. One guy from my hometown area lost his life. My brother told me that if he would have been 100 yards in a different direction that he would have also. I am SO THANKFUL that he is okay. I finally talked to or found out that everyone I knew was okay, and then I dropped my phone in water! So I am phoneless for the time being but its opened my eyes even more to the loss some people are dealing with right now. I can't even fathom. Please, take time to pray for all those affected. I couldn't get any of the pictures to upload but <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/abc3340weather/5664479063/">here</a> is a photo taken from where my brother was. His car got messed up pretty badly but he is safe. Things can be replaced, but people can't. I am going to bed tonight even more thankful, grateful, and blessed.<div><br /></div><div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px; line-height: 14.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', fantasy; font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', fantasy; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">Psalm 46:1</span></span></div></span><p></p></div></div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-63019196518251608092011-04-23T10:19:00.000-07:002011-04-23T10:41:16.878-07:00Spring Formal<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCxhZMi1Nrs2yT3CBlSxUNEl0RKWD9ITEbvJyq-eyZIOBGoQP6t75Ju3tVVvXlxqnP2KKMGceJes0NRyuFeWaT_ATusNQ6oUGHA9T-q8tnw9CuwjNUhidgVjuQNH4W6QpGqdsaYqo3jcsS/s1600/IMG_8266.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCxhZMi1Nrs2yT3CBlSxUNEl0RKWD9ITEbvJyq-eyZIOBGoQP6t75Ju3tVVvXlxqnP2KKMGceJes0NRyuFeWaT_ATusNQ6oUGHA9T-q8tnw9CuwjNUhidgVjuQNH4W6QpGqdsaYqo3jcsS/s320/IMG_8266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598832662904575042" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">Thursday was our spring formal! It was a blast! We had a country cover band, and I LOVED it!! I love country music(they played other stuff). It was right up my alley!</span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-t0F_7sr4X71Ji1J61lwbmJSjSOy33DyX-zx-PCxia_DAHWKuYj3usapSwBGmgJSNf56hbDB3wi6kuUuv96s6hob835F9ER3GUGXSVi0hX3hdIamZJb7TB6SYAVXrA00Ditm8qEiCzl49/s1600/IMG_8211.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-t0F_7sr4X71Ji1J61lwbmJSjSOy33DyX-zx-PCxia_DAHWKuYj3usapSwBGmgJSNf56hbDB3wi6kuUuv96s6hob835F9ER3GUGXSVi0hX3hdIamZJb7TB6SYAVXrA00Ditm8qEiCzl49/s320/IMG_8211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598832652935361362" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">I took one of my friends! He was actually one of the very first people I met when I visited Florence before I moved there! His bow tie had shot gun shells and rifles on it. haha. Loved it!</span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3SyvVDLJbZ426oNzNjD3ijZqWxvsX1LLq7JZCnHF4SSrEIewwjFQjd1u7Gv15ELJYKW42pRKk-skVOF472IvTh9p2usFEOcQCi0avm0xZtoKqDy0YaIaMezDYFC1gK7Ci2xym-CjG9RCG/s1600/IMG_8176.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3SyvVDLJbZ426oNzNjD3ijZqWxvsX1LLq7JZCnHF4SSrEIewwjFQjd1u7Gv15ELJYKW42pRKk-skVOF472IvTh9p2usFEOcQCi0avm0xZtoKqDy0YaIaMezDYFC1gK7Ci2xym-CjG9RCG/s320/IMG_8176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598832650596367538" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">One of my sorority sisters and friends!</span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp_QjYQ36H1JbCa6058K9gKHmIh-zRqbF84bBj1YztW05E77g94Xuh-qslQLG7PcC3pA-_8_ss_pinKV4KV-JG7oxeBvZQcnYyZsMoeCwhAUhS9gM6u0Pxf_JFQDSMtj-pYoL0wqVJT1Qk/s1600/IMG_8207.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp_QjYQ36H1JbCa6058K9gKHmIh-zRqbF84bBj1YztW05E77g94Xuh-qslQLG7PcC3pA-_8_ss_pinKV4KV-JG7oxeBvZQcnYyZsMoeCwhAUhS9gM6u0Pxf_JFQDSMtj-pYoL0wqVJT1Qk/s320/IMG_8207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598832641451766530" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">more of my sisters!!!!! Love them!</span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyGcgO_ioMC2CEUj80CDZyPqVjFtQjq13FyYvhrwmU8KS0311GXceh8WuxSj-iKkNg-bapgFAp5ZSkd6MHeVHuSYdfVXgpY1OiCeuwvAQsxqIKg0f3q24kWMtk-lMQsjhm5GBxdb_9bJy9/s1600/IMG_8156.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyGcgO_ioMC2CEUj80CDZyPqVjFtQjq13FyYvhrwmU8KS0311GXceh8WuxSj-iKkNg-bapgFAp5ZSkd6MHeVHuSYdfVXgpY1OiCeuwvAQsxqIKg0f3q24kWMtk-lMQsjhm5GBxdb_9bJy9/s320/IMG_8156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598832634550422546" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">My bestie, Laura! I loved the color of my dress! And I loved my shoes. Formal was a blast! I am still tired and sore from dancing. haha but so worth it! I can't wait until the next one! </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">I hope everyone has a wonderful Easter weekend! I am spending it at home with my family, enjoying the mountains and lakes! Paradi</span></span></span>se :)</div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-85377121865274647972011-04-18T14:40:00.000-07:002011-04-18T14:46:32.508-07:00Quotes<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, fantasy; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">It's pretty obvious that I love quotes. I search them all the time. I love to have something to ramble off if someone is having a bad day, needs advice, is happy, just anything! I was going through my favorites I had marked on twitter and thought I would post some! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">God is always there for you. He never let you down. And He gives what you need, not what you want.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">Being happy takes massive courage</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">If someone doesn't appreciate and value you, then why are you even with them? Know your worth and what you deserve.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">Keep your face to the sunshine, but never miss an opportunity to dance in the rain.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">Let the past serve as a point of reference, not a place of permanence.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">You’ll suffer in various trials for a short time so that your faith will be proved - 1 Peter 1:6-7</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">Every little thing is gonna be alright. Sometimes God uses pain to inspect us, correct us, direct us, and perfect us.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">God is working things out for you, even when you don't feel it. Have faith and be thankful.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">Sometimes we get so wrapped up in getting what we want,we forget to ask ourselves why we wanted it in the first place</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">One of the secrets of life is to make stepping stones out of stumbling blocks ~ Jack Penn</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">Be a rainbow in someone else's cloud. ~Maya Angelou</span></span></span></div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-3581140133789241672011-04-17T16:18:00.000-07:002011-04-17T16:23:05.930-07:00Just Fishin'<div><br /></div><div>I just heard this song on the radio! I was with two of my friends and we were like yayyy a fishing song. ( I love fishing) As it started, the lyrics went in a different direction than I was expecting. It was so, so sweet. It made me grin because I remember fishing with my daddy, not knowing the memories I was making at the time. One of my favorite things he cooked was fish and hushpuppies. I clearly remember helping him cleaning fish sometimes (or watching). God played this song so I could remember even more memories of my dad today. So special. This will be my new favorite song. Enjoy!! ;)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/O328z4F7WlM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130762356407820341.post-66585066171045004722011-04-17T10:47:00.000-07:002011-04-17T10:58:41.255-07:006 years<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', fantasy; font-size: medium; ">Six years ago today my dad went home to be with the good Lord. It was a Sunday, just like today. Sarah Grace pointed out that today is the first time this anniversary has been on a Sunday. It's a sad day, but I am smiling as I am reminded of so many memories he filled my life with. The past few days people have told me some funny stories or just sweet memories and it has made my heart smile. Someone told me about a time they were playing golf and dad got mad and dumbed all his golf clubs in the pond. It makes me crack up because that sounds just like him. He went through some clubs :) It is so beautiful outside today, and I know if he was still with us, this would be a perfect day in his eyes. He would more than likely be working in the yard! I'm going to go enjoy the day outside!! Six years seems like forever, but then it feels like it was just yesterday. I have faith in knowing I will be with him one day. Love y'all.</span></div>Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11837476057187140327noreply@blogger.com0