tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10583012575918310672024-02-18T20:05:28.436-08:00Oh, and One More Thing.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-67056458499476537222010-03-19T17:46:00.000-07:002010-03-19T17:53:02.236-07:00From "Jesus Calling."From the book "Jesus Calling"...<br /><br />March 19th.<br />"I speak to you from the depths of your being. Hear me saying soothing words of Peace, assuring you of My Love. Do not listen to voices of accusation, for they are not from Me. I speak to you in love-tones, lifting you up. My spirit convicts cleanly, without crushing words of shame. Let the Spirit take charge of your mind, combing out tangles of deception. Be transformed by the truth that I live within you.<br />The Light of My Presence is shining upon you, in beneditions of Peace. Let My Light shine in you; don't dim it with worries or fears. <strong>Holiness is letting me live through you. Since I dwell in you, you are fully equiped to be holy. Pause before responding to people or situations, giving My Spirit space to act through you. Hasty words and actions leave no room for Me; this is atheistic living. I want to inhabit all your moments - gracing your thoughts, words, and behavior."</strong><br /><div align="center">Romans 8:1-2; Colossions 1:27; 1 Corithians 6:19</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I needed this.</div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-72136187642943647222010-02-16T15:43:00.000-08:002010-02-16T16:02:36.411-08:00Biola Worship Community<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPu2xFI573zIFVdCMkiXyW05P8doqAI0_aWRNnHdQJ55TUhgg5HEnVvtx5DcooE7Nad7C8QhjckAluwWKZpVxw46B1SK57lE3qPR29AEw9SebUFCQizhmhMzdSZKTU9tuMrjyGxsE_P9wV/s320/IMG_2154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438991475570674834" /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>This past Friday I went on a retreat with the rest of the Biola Chapel Worship community. It was a lot of fun; we went down to Laguna, had a photo scavenger hunt, ate pizza overlooking the beach, and then had some training and teaching at the Little Church by the Sea. </div><div>Overall, the retreat was a success in every way, and I want to share a few thoughts on the wisdom we received that day.</div><div>The worship team at the church is great. They LOVE old gospel and folk music, so their regular instruments include: Banjo, accordian, mandolin, acoustic guitar and organ. Their reason behind this (apart from being in a small room where larger electric instruments could be overwhelming) is found in the roots of folk music. Its is true that folk/acoustic music was born out of communities, large and small, in living rooms, coffee shops, and parks. Its all about hearing those around you sing whether or not they have the perfect pipes to go with it. In a few words, leading musical worship in this style prompts people to sing more. I know it sounds kinda crazy, but i've seen it happen. There is an overwhelming sense of joy and rejoicing that comes with this music. Also, it allows you to hear those around you, which makes worship so much more community based. </div><div><br /></div><div>Secondly, the pastor who led the evening began talking to us about our perceptions of the role of congregational worship. We all agreed that it prepares our hearts, and allows us to focus and communicate with God. But, then he brought up a whole new aspect. He went on to remind us that worship (offering ourselves as a sacrifice) is life-transforming. When we engage in music and worship we are soaking in an attitude that changes us. Its not a one time act of praise, but it continues on. What God does in our hearts at that moment should carry on. We are sitting in God's presence and learning more of his attributes that he wants us to display. </div><div><br /></div><div>I hope that made sense. I kinda just wanted to write it out and get it down so I could start to grasp it more. Hope you find it helpful :)</div><div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuYkpX1-nqqpGBpCsAy7aXbjWqduiPC3o_8AnIGo8-QFvyE28HEHdm-bmhuYPrtsOTGurYMvFs9RcqnlmGKT44RSvszTr8QbAyQNbVp-__NLyoK8B8Ccz5k0Z5h7WLuAW_472dPgEpXIeN/s320/IMG_2158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438991482969152066" /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-18859126902235472572010-02-15T16:24:00.000-08:002010-02-15T16:25:39.910-08:00so good.I know its been a while. I am sorry :(<div><br /></div><div>But listen to this new-ish song from Eisley. It was released late last year, but I didnt know it was out! I have been missing out.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u8ci0RDeKkc&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u8ci0RDeKkc&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object></span></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-49952909980202862032009-12-25T21:01:00.000-08:002009-12-25T21:53:52.494-08:00The Christmas Food :)I had SUCH GOOD FOOD for Christmas... it was amazing... And now I will share it with you.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">So starting with various cheeses...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Gv2hpXSOKdiqnz0QCduD8_R93AJZ5Cj7zpIJh2RpUCjCKHLIUOxdeD7OUYicDWcAx-wtUcYmz8DA03eOV3reklnN6jQcHix4hLjz5kqqqlxtfG-4UqyHNbAUENUUKptpRWbIMnB3g0Xb/s1600-h/IMG_1963.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Gv2hpXSOKdiqnz0QCduD8_R93AJZ5Cj7zpIJh2RpUCjCKHLIUOxdeD7OUYicDWcAx-wtUcYmz8DA03eOV3reklnN6jQcHix4hLjz5kqqqlxtfG-4UqyHNbAUENUUKptpRWbIMnB3g0Xb/s320/IMG_1963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419406629995419090" border="0" /></a>+ some noodles<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcSjU0Q1LroKBJM6fo7pSk7P2AICxGs3Zo5fiB1HNlYu2jziQzmqkO8WWiEYSJDIDz9Z1UhflrTkZ3huuCaS-V-xU5aR-GEFdQ_n4JxNI5mMZFgFZHZ3RuR2WqtBmvJKqkDffcacIhOhS-/s1600-h/IMG_1961.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcSjU0Q1LroKBJM6fo7pSk7P2AICxGs3Zo5fiB1HNlYu2jziQzmqkO8WWiEYSJDIDz9Z1UhflrTkZ3huuCaS-V-xU5aR-GEFdQ_n4JxNI5mMZFgFZHZ3RuR2WqtBmvJKqkDffcacIhOhS-/s320/IMG_1961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419406621132007506" border="0" /></a><br />+ some yummy marinara with italian sausage<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBo19njh3Aj959GMcy6P6GXNlseGou1nb_ThHgA7ZaBn11Ls0TGWoRfleCGorLrAl1bBUmRUfkhXnNx4zyw8Fbr5M5yLAMlkz38nwBuizqSmGmxRQ-ZKZwlkzrrtTAWHH84PNHAnZrAMsu/s1600-h/IMG_1956.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBo19njh3Aj959GMcy6P6GXNlseGou1nb_ThHgA7ZaBn11Ls0TGWoRfleCGorLrAl1bBUmRUfkhXnNx4zyw8Fbr5M5yLAMlkz38nwBuizqSmGmxRQ-ZKZwlkzrrtTAWHH84PNHAnZrAMsu/s320/IMG_1956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419406612853075058" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">= My mom's homemade lasagna that is the BOMB!<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWQYFQDo86VOndrVmAA8OMg302xFE88dj83nzQaX92IWO3LwbVv5e_oHqlqF4dqHcsNx-qcJLnlGfePvzFjKSqOMjf0Xb9EYJgB2VgbimMsO3qER3nLznu1zSSqaJEYREuN8-fZXxHSuS1/s1600-h/IMG_1988.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWQYFQDo86VOndrVmAA8OMg302xFE88dj83nzQaX92IWO3LwbVv5e_oHqlqF4dqHcsNx-qcJLnlGfePvzFjKSqOMjf0Xb9EYJgB2VgbimMsO3qER3nLznu1zSSqaJEYREuN8-fZXxHSuS1/s320/IMG_1988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419406644035423474" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkZA72MDPcYO4n1N2MB7ntJtm-1HOqc0UCs7wEeag4vDd6MHq-ZGqFX5EwoCz5npNg_3KcLUjJspKHKl8300lQjPNMBbeweT0ZueDhwgd_Ld6N8_paLASVkySY-l82W0X1hRBBGRy-LGPt/s1600-h/IMG_1990.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkZA72MDPcYO4n1N2MB7ntJtm-1HOqc0UCs7wEeag4vDd6MHq-ZGqFX5EwoCz5npNg_3KcLUjJspKHKl8300lQjPNMBbeweT0ZueDhwgd_Ld6N8_paLASVkySY-l82W0X1hRBBGRy-LGPt/s320/IMG_1990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419406635192837186" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Then we have dessert. Mmmmmm.....<br /><br />Butter cookies I made with Orange frosting<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhShVjet6a4WwkuAXj1D5Wpmr8GJn_FPS3L5hbVW6cMAJiXtx602gvyKqtVYxR9PBZH9S1bIlS9wnJwRIt76MLRN9uwK8VtXolOBhzwCqe-xNuneFwaPvp5JFB3P-sNNZDkxx6OpnUkbEo6/s1600-h/IMG_1965.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhShVjet6a4WwkuAXj1D5Wpmr8GJn_FPS3L5hbVW6cMAJiXtx602gvyKqtVYxR9PBZH9S1bIlS9wnJwRIt76MLRN9uwK8VtXolOBhzwCqe-xNuneFwaPvp5JFB3P-sNNZDkxx6OpnUkbEo6/s320/IMG_1965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419417118383859874" border="0" /></a><br />Snow man coconut cupcakes<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxIha-JueMWF759F-dn1x44iiWbCht6JseAWOXdd0AB-taFjm9tWJaYl8sH7TLuzvy4JiEAsa0tjwsoo6Z0qgE7OEmuGuRf2zV5Pa-9I62lAiqat1VKjoudGQ_9Dl73wIRtftlcb1CiOod/s1600-h/IMG_1977.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxIha-JueMWF759F-dn1x44iiWbCht6JseAWOXdd0AB-taFjm9tWJaYl8sH7TLuzvy4JiEAsa0tjwsoo6Z0qgE7OEmuGuRf2zV5Pa-9I62lAiqat1VKjoudGQ_9Dl73wIRtftlcb1CiOod/s320/IMG_1977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419417641667728226" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilUiHUWybkxRVPD1lG5n_oM6TdAHgcIeqFkmgcIW0pJaV3DrIQzSzb7Ph1KxQZDGDF1IJm50Om8lk6oAWpo1kqW4SHa5cYBv3Ju1Gbzja2-uEFYmhwfrN3l-J02YbvSO8a3tTqa4IJXmcH/s1600-h/IMG_1970.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilUiHUWybkxRVPD1lG5n_oM6TdAHgcIeqFkmgcIW0pJaV3DrIQzSzb7Ph1KxQZDGDF1IJm50Om8lk6oAWpo1kqW4SHa5cYBv3Ju1Gbzja2-uEFYmhwfrN3l-J02YbvSO8a3tTqa4IJXmcH/s320/IMG_1970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419417631715633410" border="0" /></a><br /><br />and the final coffee and cupcake :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8xghMDjHe56HRBEFUtcfGNKJYtYH9U8koEgo1Pxcb45njQbEDv9EnsCxZwCjzKO6iZbFy81B65UwP6Rr4RUcDjgWjA0pskFbE_fE8OhXSPHzeuVP6dP9wfGFJ2Vo08kQWfTO10SZT6KEJ/s1600-h/IMG_1999.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8xghMDjHe56HRBEFUtcfGNKJYtYH9U8koEgo1Pxcb45njQbEDv9EnsCxZwCjzKO6iZbFy81B65UwP6Rr4RUcDjgWjA0pskFbE_fE8OhXSPHzeuVP6dP9wfGFJ2Vo08kQWfTO10SZT6KEJ/s320/IMG_1999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419417654919198082" border="0" /></a><br /><br />All this to say... I am really full!<br /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-4180712272060619512009-12-25T15:21:00.000-08:002009-12-25T15:29:19.558-08:00Christmas Eve with the Eder family<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd7mz4zyit7kyqMXyExs4SFTIEBumm4sIznumX-79lc5CpNwPww2Sbbct22CKLc7Faq7WOMgBSyn-DXGEhozm10i7Xj0WxUhtP9dm7X-IQGfgQkdDrMYD54SLdy3WFWq9U_2zZ9y2W71wz/s1600-h/IMG_1902.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd7mz4zyit7kyqMXyExs4SFTIEBumm4sIznumX-79lc5CpNwPww2Sbbct22CKLc7Faq7WOMgBSyn-DXGEhozm10i7Xj0WxUhtP9dm7X-IQGfgQkdDrMYD54SLdy3WFWq9U_2zZ9y2W71wz/s320/IMG_1902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419319276009824130" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1QR1gnWGdVOV2LcrRPCk_5JQWdegEboiWTkIGBCdjdYfvciW332B2V7HGfhQPzmGRG69aiL7urx5BukClLWtU2KBq4ymBiRN15fzdJdoUfE9wvyQ-I4WULWJBBRpxxFwezvVVXG8hFDiC/s1600-h/IMG_1939.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1QR1gnWGdVOV2LcrRPCk_5JQWdegEboiWTkIGBCdjdYfvciW332B2V7HGfhQPzmGRG69aiL7urx5BukClLWtU2KBq4ymBiRN15fzdJdoUfE9wvyQ-I4WULWJBBRpxxFwezvVVXG8hFDiC/s320/IMG_1939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419319304227284546" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMaixQkFYCWLSJI0XVAmXr04pzzMvtLGyRet0hZo_aEI7K_EjfAGT9nMNDY-LqCzUuqZch4RJel1vEtxNSCJ9DO2zB_tsKTv63w3FIT2SDQm7ijy467D9VFjjNwF4mW3H_uN0dXmVmBTl1/s1600-h/IMG_1918.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMaixQkFYCWLSJI0XVAmXr04pzzMvtLGyRet0hZo_aEI7K_EjfAGT9nMNDY-LqCzUuqZch4RJel1vEtxNSCJ9DO2zB_tsKTv63w3FIT2SDQm7ijy467D9VFjjNwF4mW3H_uN0dXmVmBTl1/s320/IMG_1918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419319296297723074" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwbiehX1UcaxgCGzhFGPDCS4EmWuh28TXVruO7Rmd4YCVzwFrqI3OqolM_2a9kUDpa5MSuKokbotY867VcsHmIFpkDBizWUzWzb2xezoR0NY-5sgafoqZYy-0yGkdlYfV3oGP7rRPF_uRS/s1600-h/IMG_1908.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwbiehX1UcaxgCGzhFGPDCS4EmWuh28TXVruO7Rmd4YCVzwFrqI3OqolM_2a9kUDpa5MSuKokbotY867VcsHmIFpkDBizWUzWzb2xezoR0NY-5sgafoqZYy-0yGkdlYfV3oGP7rRPF_uRS/s320/IMG_1908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419319286610685858" border="0" /></a>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-63602092503135552602009-12-24T12:19:00.000-08:002009-12-24T12:22:24.953-08:00Christmas EveSo I went out with my mom to get some last minute groceries for tonight and I could not believe how many people are still out frantically shopping till the last minute. As I sat in the car waiting for my mom I just watched to faces passing by, few of them having any joy...<br /><br />And as I watched the people, I heard playing over the speakers, "Joy to the World, the Lord has come. Let earth receive her King."<br /><br />If only earth would receive Him, they would know that all the last minute strife isnt worth it. Thats not what this is about.<br /><br />Merry Christmas everyone.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-32724465040331420412009-12-11T01:41:00.001-08:002009-12-11T01:41:23.346-08:00watch this.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "><object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object></span>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-18083284318826832682009-11-26T16:48:00.000-08:002009-11-26T16:49:49.827-08:00She's still got it<div style="text-align: center;">In memory of my <a href="http://emmellie-b.blogspot.com/2008/12/beyonce.html">post</a> last year on December 8, 2008, I would just like to say....<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br />She's still got it<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAFsBtZajPjjqRjDOR-lBLYDeCXJXFl7TwohOPBnvPbgP310w7x2lna-Lej4_JA0-Ga7eb4o9yY2VVk6_MQq9SwrPZdxOhDoQhJdUY_HJqdJKdnzWzkNSMLX8WbTHN6dCxu0pmxRkKyLm9/s1600/beyonceiam2009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAFsBtZajPjjqRjDOR-lBLYDeCXJXFl7TwohOPBnvPbgP310w7x2lna-Lej4_JA0-Ga7eb4o9yY2VVk6_MQq9SwrPZdxOhDoQhJdUY_HJqdJKdnzWzkNSMLX8WbTHN6dCxu0pmxRkKyLm9/s320/beyonceiam2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408579147145974850" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I love you Beyonce.<br /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-49970221385761208102009-11-22T15:49:00.001-08:002009-11-22T15:55:45.965-08:00Disney before the Holidays<div style="text-align: center;">So we took one last trip to Disneyland before the Holidays cheer touches down and makes itself at home for the next few months. There definitely were touches of Christmas around the park, just ready to bust out, but not in its full glory yet. We decided to take pictures with the Characters because we were there so early in the day, but that only lasted for about 5 minutes and Minnie happened to be the first thing we saw.</div><div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNoiZ0akzhht_O5knwLpwXGJV2gVhbnz-38m9PWb6YiGCtxMUIjMSf-u9PTUEcdX6RYMEeyjhA_doAnulvq-pj1ZC1VCmYKhZlQuCHh3qgqxMqfj7ET3BQUbfnChRq-9jZMzrJXtJB1B9P/s320/IMG_1550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407080560145659986" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnAifkQg2fvcdAvw8N_5Z-41earaaq9yFsZSgXOvCzu3UIJb6k2ygjykmmpzEsT8u64EWFSqTC0mEmH9mmqqqAw7w60zjwua6giIPugZTzv2UxHlLZ-FEjaQEvtcwbCxYNfVo91D3ns87p/s320/IMG_1551.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407080572103170562" /><div><br /></div><div>Stay tuned for some Christmas-afied Disneyland coming soon!!!!</div><div><br /></div></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-36674934463381361392009-11-22T15:41:00.000-08:002009-11-22T15:48:34.267-08:00The fifth member of the quartet<div style="text-align: center;">I saw one of the cutest sites at Disneyland recently. The barbershop quartet on main street was doing their normal routine, so in typically I would just walk by while still enjoying the music. However, this time around something else caught my eye. It was the most adorable little girl who was right up in the performance and loving every minute of it. The best part was the the guys were going right along with it by smiling back, singing to her, and pointing her out during the show. I am sure she will remember it as one of her most exciting Disneyland trips. Here's an idea of what I saw...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0lATCNIzSTrHgI0u3CSGv6Pt4_9fLt5xqzZbdRInb8SO3E-TAOtxCpqXxreBLRZtUApohjgaJwLe71-h6fj9XY2hiZUdH9ExKXOh3CXWI8nwKk3q3kBkeT8r6XxE7UkCqL08dYHOOSLPs/s320/IMG_1573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407078678703931762" /><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTwgiwwqC3dTOuLLKoS9g9gJ1T1DNsN2mpVyOUzEtSN1ANvQnJYNDWyU63IryN-qbPoHHTO1RKcSl_2G7eC_gVePnOgpCwz4yapHsfnO2aHtUuhJrCBsMFmiMEQSaNbBophXgg72l8z7vo/s320/IMG_1571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407078970691111330" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-l4Q-pL7D3kewPyeTVBcBhNfaJQubO3LbzcTcqBCi4vaedPz11uM9h5CT1RAZyBAkr58cK24XBmnWw3c0WQr08QMGwkwCM8U3LzebOQI5bmqgnrLgCI5eHNGVmf5F0Nfy9BowEmwPffXs/s320/IMG_1572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407078963769271074" /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-24581000595373687392009-11-22T15:13:00.000-08:002009-11-22T15:40:53.780-08:00San Diego<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Johnny and I took a little road trip down to San Diego in place of our Seattle trip and hit up some great spots...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">To start off, we went to the Taylor factory, since I just recently got my NEW GUITAR!!!! They give <a href="http://www.taylorguitars.com/contact/factorytour/">daily factory tours</a>, and it was pretty awesome to see how the whole process works. If you have any interest in guitars, I would recommend it. The only negative was that our tour guide had REALLY heavy breathing and we were all wearing headphones throughout the tour to hear the information at all stages... it gotta a little annoying, but then i</div><div style="text-align: center;">t just got funny. I played this beautiful 12 string at the end of the tour and broke one of its many strings... I guess the sign that it wasn't for me. Then Johnny accidently took his "all-access badge" so we took pictures with it as proof. haha</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinRHR1UJGTpBu2gwm9wZs3HBtWDUO9Hd6VkOVL2r-ZoYf6qFIFhqeThRMYX-axrPjCD7wfPWPkfWA52DzFrLsQq7TMMqEr0d-H_INg233PMeqFahCTsZkhhThXmGAyizvy0OyD-ucCTXvQ/s320/IMG_1494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407072408378948386" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirls-bY5mXVNwD0mBZKjCYMWmPHYpPw4lgu4ipYTB14sy7iXSQMYD7Yrpwy3C-fBClwaUtxycT2RDWLbxbAusXAw0nTDDTfB1CQsuDzhjaJ64zLqMg3RgbOd5Zb1gaUmpnKiCRnDnnd6uJ/s320/IMG_1496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407072415041296738" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">After the tour we got dinner at Corner Bakery, which was fabulous, and headed into downtown to find this incredible dessert shop that had been highly recommended by my good friend <a href="http://randomphotosandthoughts.blogspot.com/">Adrie</a>. It is called <a href="http://www.extraordinarydesserts.com/">Extraordinary Desserts</a>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXW6yaq6WfxGMw0KkTFdAML15Xb2ObkB3WgsepJGI4z3V40mm_xI-YbBDcDOL6MfTavnc8LXOhSo_JhUF_tiyOUgE8ibqLnDi6cxH5MxSMMwl3RhYR5y6orxoH39TVEeeJbwgsL49fQA5K/s320/IMG_1534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407074162007476194" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoCjK6_u7GK8YNbAyKp5_VmgJr9TG75x0F3B5IAVHj1wVHLLj1xjq10iydgVlBhAFO35WMBzs3mfhZrjIKQ949HJrA5I1v1JpPfi9oQnS10c8NBmx-_IzYAE2C2U0YEzYKqO_wDD1vczPq/s320/IMG_1507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407075112237356450" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">They have a beautifully quaint location that has amazing desserts... in fact they truly are extraordinary. We decided to order the chocolate bread pudding with chocolate chip ice cream. They also had an amazing tea collection, which I was a little more excited about than Johnny. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg55mNUhlZ31kA-wa2itxxhu8SgX82EiHjkQY012LPVKB2WGQdbG40zzJyfoq9YGUtmayrd_4sOWQn7qR6YR2V92zV9_dQrESvgmtkh1p4j0WSXpombYaCqWKTzr_WbqMmvVGhIMasizHBb/s320/IMG_1511.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407075125687174850" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz6u2Ggf2cbBt0kmxablCU1BhB92iMAUlRAxeoFLJ_u1uMoO51tOo6jDdeYP5lS3Xdc8mDz8ZU9Ynoh7j2_VPihEptN2oiL6GMod4ILZo8JDEJVTV5oYqyf1tNTXepKRSH_35tx7SpR5L3/s320/IMG_1509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407075116785486914" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Overall it was a wonderful day, and very relaxing and nice to get away from school :) I want to definitely try and go again, and maybe next time hit the ZOO!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbEILK6oWIk9tN6gZB0LsSTxBxh9C9cmHrxpPC1kKmWQMF_BjivVowbbT35tyM8AKnCCQjnmPpXnyYenSlnM7ZYapV5z7BY6VlvHVIk_TidS9Nbc9G9ysqgd1_fGgF-OzM5H3qvek6cc1U/s320/IMG_1541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407076775234465298" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-13281024221861401852009-08-17T14:02:00.000-07:002009-08-17T14:13:49.814-07:00JosiahThis past week, my family lost an incredibly wonderful person; my cousin Josiah. He died in a car accident and I am now in Tennessee with my family. I cant even begin to explain what has taken place over the past few days, but what I can say is that God is SO good. Like SO good. I mean this has opened up a whole new part of my life that puts a whole new meaning to "God is good." I can write more about it later. But the reason for the post was to share a song and really the whole service from Sunday. The link to watch the service is <a href="http://www.gracechapel.net/teaching/index.html?p=detail&id=204">here</a>. And here are the lyrics to the first song that make me cry every time:<div><br /></div><div>We can hear it growing louder</div><div>Songs from every nation</div><div>Rising to your throne</div><div><br /></div><div>Saints in every generation</div><div>Singing for Your glory</div><div>Telling what You've done</div><div><br /></div><div>From the north and south</div><div>We are crying out</div><div>There is hope in Jesus name</div><div><br /></div><div>You're Amazing God</div><div>You're Amazing God</div><div>You can bear the weight of every heavy heart</div><div>You can heal the pain</div><div>You can clean the stain</div><div>You can turn our tears into songs of praise</div><div>You're Amazing God</div><div><br /></div><div>Beauty rises from the ashes</div><div>Sorrow turns to gladness</div><div>When our God is near</div><div><br /></div><div>You speak light into our darkness</div><div>You heal the broken hearted</div><div>You wipe away our tears</div><div><br /></div><div>Songs of praise surround us</div><div>Songs of praise surround us</div><div>Hear it growing louder</div><div>We are growing louder</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Again, God is so good. </div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-50774790963463859052009-07-20T21:07:00.001-07:002009-07-20T21:17:35.010-07:00RED CROSSToday I went to to donate blood at the Red Cross for the first time. I was incredibly nervous because the thought of taking all that blood out and the needle being in my arm for so long... well it just made me a little anxious. But the more I thought about, the less I needed to freak out. Give blood is not THAT big of a deal. Plus, every pint of blood you donate can be used by 3 different people and some patients rely on new blood daily. So I got myself all psyched once I was inside, went into my room to answer all the weird questions like whether or not I have had sex with a gay man (again, weird) and realized... I forgot my ID. So, I couldn't give blood today :( But I am going to go bad next week which just so happens to be KLOS week at the RED CROSS. There is tons of food, the radio station is there aaannnnddd donors get two free tickets to either a Journey concert or a Deff Lepord and Cheap Trick Concert. So those are pretty cool pluses. But I think I could definitely get in the routine of donating blood every 58 days :)<br /><br />I encourage everyone to think about donating blood at the Red Cross. You can make an appointment and find out more <a href="http://www.redcross.org/donate/donate.html">HERE!</a>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-64867965566403632112009-07-17T22:35:00.000-07:002009-07-17T22:44:57.478-07:00VBS: Crocodile DockDuring the month of July I am serving at 2 different VBS's (Vacation Bible Schools). The first one just ended today. It was called "Crocodile Dock" and it focused on not being afraid. I was part of the beloved Bayou Band that consisted of Billy Bob, Margi May, Peppermint Patty, Willy John and myself (Emmy Jean).<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivuqF2q9tzEp6Zxt_meSAdmPz_R8vMW5Og0isg4ikjDUlBaO0tVz4VaMfJzKQR9b0nhcDJeRCHn1TEj0WyTa6j5uf96_0RVrK1zS_k2gYkPx1295khcJyP7MeE6S9_-QXdLc0UcNS5m35B/s1600-h/6015_1110923966369_1024971654_30279237_7003163_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 161px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivuqF2q9tzEp6Zxt_meSAdmPz_R8vMW5Og0isg4ikjDUlBaO0tVz4VaMfJzKQR9b0nhcDJeRCHn1TEj0WyTa6j5uf96_0RVrK1zS_k2gYkPx1295khcJyP7MeE6S9_-QXdLc0UcNS5m35B/s320/6015_1110923966369_1024971654_30279237_7003163_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359670880489128802" border="0" /></a>The week was a lot of fun and it was great to see all the kids singing and dancing for Jesus.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEBcQWcTLRFscMNr8r4VyI1KBqK40ai7mHGyAXaWSjv5UstAL8NghWbjTG-tr2XzFfKpQ_Vr_ZAB67yFRjIddEGDIecKNA5qumnX40upMwGCVsuzhsTichY0upbb8ltbzu147XLgYAMPQL/s1600-h/6015_1110924006370_1024971654_30279238_3268016_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 221px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEBcQWcTLRFscMNr8r4VyI1KBqK40ai7mHGyAXaWSjv5UstAL8NghWbjTG-tr2XzFfKpQ_Vr_ZAB67yFRjIddEGDIecKNA5qumnX40upMwGCVsuzhsTichY0upbb8ltbzu147XLgYAMPQL/s320/6015_1110924006370_1024971654_30279238_3268016_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359670882162054242" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYEVKamtQikjq5FpsNPEINktuIYs8QTYw1610WmSZG5Od44wUayKrDegLHIiH6dISd8Mr7cA7mWtwrsw_qBNVRwdYmHI57oaEBvXf3l3jAUOsLgiEJn2CIdTfiDRfd6MvsDHY31qTXJQw/s1600-h/6015_1111486020420_1024971654_30281273_102354_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 154px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYEVKamtQikjq5FpsNPEINktuIYs8QTYw1610WmSZG5Od44wUayKrDegLHIiH6dISd8Mr7cA7mWtwrsw_qBNVRwdYmHI57oaEBvXf3l3jAUOsLgiEJn2CIdTfiDRfd6MvsDHY31qTXJQw/s320/6015_1111486020420_1024971654_30281273_102354_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359670894068110466" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDCYzgd0oGUyuteKIaFogtqxm3ERRG0TKM3QibLl_DdYQCaJyhHSvJMmif0CoHKOEpgxFLHPWVOKB1jzae-jM1hLja0ZZmxpnPx8HImUwuvrRTRJWnOxTwkiiabwhZWkRh99RAgBMx7tDm/s1600-h/6015_1111485940418_1024971654_30281272_4415104_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 151px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDCYzgd0oGUyuteKIaFogtqxm3ERRG0TKM3QibLl_DdYQCaJyhHSvJMmif0CoHKOEpgxFLHPWVOKB1jzae-jM1hLja0ZZmxpnPx8HImUwuvrRTRJWnOxTwkiiabwhZWkRh99RAgBMx7tDm/s320/6015_1111485940418_1024971654_30281272_4415104_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359670893805321794" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyUIPjE6zcANC1WDGA4hfPt_QmAUsWxB2RgCISr7w6Lrcz2SJLWbaxxaZQkDf8XExIdnz2o0FNsnKx0PGhY32vZYmqSj-OqPNc9gGbmC35oPu-UtCRL-90mFGe-D7x-w45VjhslYGfH-8P/s1600-h/6015_1111485860416_1024971654_30281270_4884433_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 152px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyUIPjE6zcANC1WDGA4hfPt_QmAUsWxB2RgCISr7w6Lrcz2SJLWbaxxaZQkDf8XExIdnz2o0FNsnKx0PGhY32vZYmqSj-OqPNc9gGbmC35oPu-UtCRL-90mFGe-D7x-w45VjhslYGfH-8P/s320/6015_1111485860416_1024971654_30281270_4884433_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359670888743393634" border="0" /></a><br />'Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-17565798114003654882009-07-14T22:09:00.000-07:002009-07-14T22:18:17.351-07:00Cow Appreciation DayCow appreciation day at Chic-Fil-A. I attempted to dress up two little ones as cows so they could receive free combo meals at Chic-Fil-A. Only one of them let me finish the costume, but we still took them and had a great time.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4d5XtLv2oi3nshORtTc299d1nzvncQjJfwrCnFkHGbIo9cxRzh7p5jCWwaUGZzgabyV2uON3YpaUgvaWTRyWUx-fa1GmtCZgwP6azUD9bX6sXYMOz9XTeCRPE-FoPe_YsVJYt4hq0asOd/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 252px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4d5XtLv2oi3nshORtTc299d1nzvncQjJfwrCnFkHGbIo9cxRzh7p5jCWwaUGZzgabyV2uON3YpaUgvaWTRyWUx-fa1GmtCZgwP6azUD9bX6sXYMOz9XTeCRPE-FoPe_YsVJYt4hq0asOd/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358551447910581538" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQLHPlRJyKVwpuJ_QDkcrY5TVxC0RmOA-C3aGxtCOe489TkqjJzjp5L8Q6wMYOBA121Osazhh-GWINv9GJhc9FhX14Q9DIcTqNF0bHx2wRMALg9MyApJKFlLbpSAgjj-ZbxEGuyHbwJqxi/s1600-h/IMG_0894.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQLHPlRJyKVwpuJ_QDkcrY5TVxC0RmOA-C3aGxtCOe489TkqjJzjp5L8Q6wMYOBA121Osazhh-GWINv9GJhc9FhX14Q9DIcTqNF0bHx2wRMALg9MyApJKFlLbpSAgjj-ZbxEGuyHbwJqxi/s320/IMG_0894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358551459612180402" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMYG8MQp4ZzUZBtjdaZnR_9U5UDqlXnctnyTe8pJT45DKPzN78zMUjFZ_1v8Yxf_hbZ-8EekIdQOTjm8ZV1Kk6JvAjiSld4DG4qPP80GdwdLmJiGx177b6rg63E-1sjLpJYpI1W9MveyRA/s1600-h/IMG_0893.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMYG8MQp4ZzUZBtjdaZnR_9U5UDqlXnctnyTe8pJT45DKPzN78zMUjFZ_1v8Yxf_hbZ-8EekIdQOTjm8ZV1Kk6JvAjiSld4DG4qPP80GdwdLmJiGx177b6rg63E-1sjLpJYpI1W9MveyRA/s320/IMG_0893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358551450966473938" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9zHqIp1VIb_Jt9x5Oc3dT27G-bYV83sGfgSFU0gqjg1r217mw_an1ZF0zU2IKrcwKFTauBTs34yu_jCvQBgDqKO3pME7KAChP-iLW7iuJYfB-n01bIxG8S4FJ1lWufaGWFI7a6MbKWJNe/s1600-h/IMG_0895.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 170px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9zHqIp1VIb_Jt9x5Oc3dT27G-bYV83sGfgSFU0gqjg1r217mw_an1ZF0zU2IKrcwKFTauBTs34yu_jCvQBgDqKO3pME7KAChP-iLW7iuJYfB-n01bIxG8S4FJ1lWufaGWFI7a6MbKWJNe/s320/IMG_0895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358551468041947010" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNoIJhlgAw058LODawWcEzPYE1flPW0WaRFz2jWmNXTVyK0YnGf9MM-1sTHRlWGnUHfdJ-mhm14m6zX069dd53OHIuqmiAQylXf3XuN0dmMk0OSgpVq4DIBgd_nWz8eBUYV7sozEHSRZgU/s1600-h/IMG_0898.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNoIJhlgAw058LODawWcEzPYE1flPW0WaRFz2jWmNXTVyK0YnGf9MM-1sTHRlWGnUHfdJ-mhm14m6zX069dd53OHIuqmiAQylXf3XuN0dmMk0OSgpVq4DIBgd_nWz8eBUYV7sozEHSRZgU/s320/IMG_0898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358551473325838002" border="0" /></a>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-65059652830160621712009-07-06T15:59:00.000-07:002009-07-06T16:02:23.404-07:00If my heart is Overwhelmed<object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m-GOPhdk-7Q&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m-GOPhdk-7Q&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />I heard this song at Rock Harbor about a month ago, and I cant stop listening to it. Sadly, the only place I can find it is on youtube. So here it is!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here are the lyrics for the chorus:<br />Love came down and rescued me<br />Love came down and set me free<br />I am Yours<br />I am forever Yours<br />Mountain high or valley low<br />I sing out remind my soul<br />I am Yours<br />I am forever Yours<br /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-9182568765505870972009-07-04T20:49:00.000-07:002009-07-04T20:56:57.973-07:00Samoyed... the cutest puppy ever<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFD-u1edS2WitMA2C_VK0YjxdRUCaj_ZCnMKbhydCS6evAKwjUT2UMtDrS8FICJU_S7Y9wbZGbvaBdgstZqo0s3mC-bwdU3qXdrVCOU_u_owvaKT0MAbi2AvGjOW4iO19v4pFXq3-FVN4E/s1600-h/tintin_samoyed10.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFD-u1edS2WitMA2C_VK0YjxdRUCaj_ZCnMKbhydCS6evAKwjUT2UMtDrS8FICJU_S7Y9wbZGbvaBdgstZqo0s3mC-bwdU3qXdrVCOU_u_owvaKT0MAbi2AvGjOW4iO19v4pFXq3-FVN4E/s320/tintin_samoyed10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354818529477894066" border="0" /> </a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN9PozQKUd8Fln6IaNkatrlZJ2geMEAgP55Kj_lx_CQFhpYLpHfr8p2Mu6LiwADXi3VdYennfHW5VBMXa60TiJu97rgNFtkFRa0tex8Ka8ZAJoTmcAowdfErnVDDgJIfjR1KgllRUAUaKS/s1600-h/samoyed-training.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 173px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN9PozQKUd8Fln6IaNkatrlZJ2geMEAgP55Kj_lx_CQFhpYLpHfr8p2Mu6LiwADXi3VdYennfHW5VBMXa60TiJu97rgNFtkFRa0tex8Ka8ZAJoTmcAowdfErnVDDgJIfjR1KgllRUAUaKS/s320/samoyed-training.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354818519493465394" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is the cutest dog I have ever seen. I LOVE IT! Its called a Samoyed and they grow up to become big and beautiful, but they are just the cutest puppy ever! I saw one for the first time in The Proposal.<br /><br />Watch a scene with the puppy <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yFHJqzuRS58&feature=channel">here</a>.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-3929262414259028512009-06-16T15:37:00.001-07:002009-06-16T15:42:44.575-07:00Psalm 15<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Here's a good one:</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Psalm 15 </span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">(NKJ)</span></div><div><sup id="en-NKJV-14089" class="versenum" value="1" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">1</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> LORD, who may abide in Your tabernacle?<br /> Who may dwell in Your holy hill? <br /> </span><sup id="en-NKJV-14090" class="versenum" value="2" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">2</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> He who walks uprightly,<br /> And works righteousness,<br /> And speaks the truth in his heart;<br /> </span><sup id="en-NKJV-14091" class="versenum" value="3" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">3</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> He </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">who</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> does not backbite with his tongue,<br /> Nor does evil to his neighbor,<br /> Nor does he take up a reproach against his friend;<br /> </span><sup id="en-NKJV-14092" class="versenum" value="4" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">4</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> In whose eyes a vile person is despised,<br /> But he honors those who fear the LORD;<br /> He </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">who</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> swears to his own hurt and does not change;<br /> </span><sup id="en-NKJV-14093" class="versenum" value="5" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">5</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> He </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">who</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> does not put out his money at usury,<br /> Nor does he take a bribe against the innocent.<br /> He who does these </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">things</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> shall never be moved.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Psalm 15</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> (NIV)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><div class="result-text-style-normal" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span><sup id="en-NIV-14089" class="versenum" value="1" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">1</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> LORD, who may dwell in your sanctuary?<br /> Who may live on your holy hill?</span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span><sup id="en-NIV-14090" class="versenum" value="2" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">2</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> He whose walk is blameless<br /> and who does what is righteous,<br /> who speaks the truth from his heart</span></p><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span><sup id="en-NIV-14091" class="versenum" value="3" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">3</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> and has no slander on his tongue,<br /> who does his neighbor no wrong<br /> and casts no slur on his fellowman,</span></p><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span><sup id="en-NIV-14092" class="versenum" value="4" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">4</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> who despises a vile man<br /> but honors those who fear the LORD,<br /> who keeps his oath<br /> even when it hurts,</span></p><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span><sup id="en-NIV-14093" class="versenum" value="5" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">5</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> who lends his money without usury<br /> and does not accept a bribe against the innocent.<br /> He who does these things<br /> will never be shaken.</span></p><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Psalm 15</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> (the Message)</span></p><p><sup id="en-MSG-13209" class="versenum" value="1" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">1</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span><span style="font-variant: small-caps; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">God</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, who gets invited to dinner at your place? </span></p><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "></span></p><div class="result-text-style-normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> How do we get on your guest list?<br /> </span><sup id="en-MSG-13210" class="versenum" value="2" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">2</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> "Walk straight,<br /> act right,<br /> tell the truth.<br /> </span><sup id="en-MSG-13211" class="versenum" value="3-4" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">3-4</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> "Don't hurt your friend,<br /> don't blame your neighbor;<br /> despise the despicable.<br /> </span><sup id="en-MSG-13212" class="versenum" value="5" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">5</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> "Keep your word even when it costs you,<br /> make an honest living,<br /> never take a bribe.</span></div><div class="result-text-style-normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> "You'll never get </span></div><div class="result-text-style-normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> blacklisted </span></div><div class="result-text-style-normal" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> if you live like this."</span><p></p></div><p></p><div><br /></div><p></p></div></span></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-70619658400698658252009-06-15T20:50:00.001-07:002009-06-15T20:56:03.525-07:00New Moon<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>So last night I watched Twilight with my sisters and grandma because grandma has never seen it. As I was watching it, this being probably the 10th time, I realized I was over this one and was ready for the next. The <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SJ9afRgToxE">preview</a> for New Moon was just released a few weeks ago and since then I have come to realize that I just can't wait. So last night I officially started reading the Twilight books (skipping book 1 completely) and I got through 100 pages before I went to bed... I'm hooked.<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKZO43vgUBlHK7dbUZ4uc9Pq8tjyCoGj2kacF70i8yjhGMatUPMqpUUFgfLpLoPRykmeDsmsbob6eEx7GqOLH4QpS47jV3c-R_6OS3To7lozxMTT-KirmyVfmZYg4FfsgANfY361T0nRX7/s320/preview.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347768870419066818" /><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't judge me.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-8702336728171135552009-05-28T16:16:00.001-07:002009-05-28T16:26:57.252-07:00homeward bound<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimBRvw12VydREYTC8d4yw5I5LOiXza8XVYHbEaZXz3edOxkWODGQ-SCZIBlXwd_2F8TRP0S6uANtZmkAWxfPmGCKNZgO0WPZgWeh3mfay-kGCMKYIahHf1kABVDo2zes6-pGUlTdFVCp2z/s1600-h/Homeward+Bound.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimBRvw12VydREYTC8d4yw5I5LOiXza8XVYHbEaZXz3edOxkWODGQ-SCZIBlXwd_2F8TRP0S6uANtZmkAWxfPmGCKNZgO0WPZgWeh3mfay-kGCMKYIahHf1kABVDo2zes6-pGUlTdFVCp2z/s320/Homeward+Bound.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341020063475157426" border="0" /></a>Being at home is so interesting. After living at school for the past year and a half, living with my family makes me realize that I really am becoming independant. And this realization isn't just based on wanting to go where I want whenever i want because its what I am used to. I am just seeing how my family works without me, how I am capable of making my own decision, and even sometimes how the decisions I make are more sensible than my parents' (don't tell them I said that haha). I will only be here for a month, but I know that it will be a BIG month of learning to be part of a family again. Pray for me :)<br /><br />ps. i love that movie. All I can think of is when Sassy falls down the waterfall...sadest moment of my childhood.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-38382966541160264632009-04-15T23:43:00.000-07:002009-04-16T13:17:09.175-07:00Santa BarbaraThis past Tuesday, Johnny and I decided to drive up to Santa Barbara and Solvang. Our original plan was to go to Monterey, but its waaaaay to far, so Santa Barbara was good enough.<br /><br />So we set off around 9 and it only took us two hours to get to Santa Barbara. We arrived for lunch and ate at Habit, which is a burger "stand" off of state st. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivPa9ZHNIuc6_taXX1TiUFev775cOpPkjMLeAsIWPcLBte8aAJPmTh8zBvmoE128IrBGENM6gDjjhe8Pxe8BWLNXs041zv5zlVmz-OqsIAt80kI1cSI1kvBWSssd2z7w00mShzvqMuMtpq/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 188px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivPa9ZHNIuc6_taXX1TiUFev775cOpPkjMLeAsIWPcLBte8aAJPmTh8zBvmoE128IrBGENM6gDjjhe8Pxe8BWLNXs041zv5zlVmz-OqsIAt80kI1cSI1kvBWSssd2z7w00mShzvqMuMtpq/s320/IMG_0220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325181095042891746" border="0" /></a>We went back to the parking garage a few times to go in and out so that parking would stay free. We cheated the system a little bit, and took a few pictures while we were at it.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKM96viLDEwCdAfbOBUGafQrTXS3eN2a50mgep3YlHcp6j0ZcDmU5Tg6EyInLQIHy4W1KuYLNrypq_4CJ3whD8RXZnSh2_RviGMSCmBtyL0p3AiaogP76NJm5Wh10zb3L86L0RZcxYcEE9/s1600-h/IMG_0234.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 122px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKM96viLDEwCdAfbOBUGafQrTXS3eN2a50mgep3YlHcp6j0ZcDmU5Tg6EyInLQIHy4W1KuYLNrypq_4CJ3whD8RXZnSh2_RviGMSCmBtyL0p3AiaogP76NJm5Wh10zb3L86L0RZcxYcEE9/s320/IMG_0234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325181099431032818" border="0" /></a>We then walked up and down state st for a few hours and were planning on going whale watching. I had never been, so I was pretty excited about it. BUT, they called me and canceled because it was too windy... boo. So, to cheer us up, we headed over to the Santa Barbara mission! It was definitely not what I remember from 4th grade, and there were pretty much only 4th graders and their parents there. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiUm81_zyIMzhDFPMXInG6vDyvBnrQhAN-U17MB-IpgblVLCVHT53ePUOTvCDW16s8JS__9yOdACC-2cFvD1xFXaNqQMnbQFsMqla-FKLllf4IOoGwpHrfSUudi6QkNns-OK3_pnRROLR-/s1600-h/IMG_0246.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiUm81_zyIMzhDFPMXInG6vDyvBnrQhAN-U17MB-IpgblVLCVHT53ePUOTvCDW16s8JS__9yOdACC-2cFvD1xFXaNqQMnbQFsMqla-FKLllf4IOoGwpHrfSUudi6QkNns-OK3_pnRROLR-/s320/IMG_0246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325181103660756610" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmkVDSXglo_NeJRf8BoeY1r0vRbWSDX35kd2HMBfPdy6cDq5rCLLgtebtn78Ny9GirrtP07Tjk2HezHJotQY9gs_nyYv-FV9p8xANDrPw6HrHutXM1Ioz6vyWErh7VYQl96OtPRnE6GWGv/s1600-h/IMG_0255.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmkVDSXglo_NeJRf8BoeY1r0vRbWSDX35kd2HMBfPdy6cDq5rCLLgtebtn78Ny9GirrtP07Tjk2HezHJotQY9gs_nyYv-FV9p8xANDrPw6HrHutXM1Ioz6vyWErh7VYQl96OtPRnE6GWGv/s320/IMG_0255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325181104125510098" border="0" /></a>And while we were driving to the mission, we entered a neighborhood where I easily convinced him that this (below) was the mission...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9lwZ7uUX9gQu1CcbBHn1IjA5MohkaEtyL9DUTdDKZwmVcjshHA6Y1Av63uLMlkH5QllNr5mg9l_UKF3rwxXmkHWXCoI4AX2NU8EMLuMPNJFfl_HJSvBgdBiyGEhkCP3j9zMdF_h3l1sQ_/s1600-h/IMG_0256.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 202px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9lwZ7uUX9gQu1CcbBHn1IjA5MohkaEtyL9DUTdDKZwmVcjshHA6Y1Av63uLMlkH5QllNr5mg9l_UKF3rwxXmkHWXCoI4AX2NU8EMLuMPNJFfl_HJSvBgdBiyGEhkCP3j9zMdF_h3l1sQ_/s320/IMG_0256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325181108236157730" border="0" /></a>It was sweet... So then we decided to head out to Solvang, which is about 45 minutes north from Santa Barbara. The drive was beautiful...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmiUloj0WFZYiHeAefqlv5YaWkEGpJ6FDaCXLr7YWraq4nrMHRdEaydbS6DTB3WG_Q6I9P9gn6rpvWtfcdSeSDD14FVuVU8p7xq7GOUD4ksO4eM88boanm362sNu8Yi20aTzo7zaii-EcI/s1600-h/IMG_0271.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 123px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmiUloj0WFZYiHeAefqlv5YaWkEGpJ6FDaCXLr7YWraq4nrMHRdEaydbS6DTB3WG_Q6I9P9gn6rpvWtfcdSeSDD14FVuVU8p7xq7GOUD4ksO4eM88boanm362sNu8Yi20aTzo7zaii-EcI/s320/IMG_0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325182239402867074" border="0" /></a><br />We passed through this really cool tunnel that went through a mountain, holding our breathe the whole way of course.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaXnpJ98anSoJ-Y4D9XT4iSh5C_cGx2f4QkCvZw4B5Rbhn8SSVDVpzzZ0QzjfXrXUTPRgYwpVUHusXLShlwZQc0Mzr8-_nwrlyjEhq3hnqpim7Oc5wfiefPmMYkFK2IJz5zULPgbHc2-Je/s1600-h/IMG_0279.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 111px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaXnpJ98anSoJ-Y4D9XT4iSh5C_cGx2f4QkCvZw4B5Rbhn8SSVDVpzzZ0QzjfXrXUTPRgYwpVUHusXLShlwZQc0Mzr8-_nwrlyjEhq3hnqpim7Oc5wfiefPmMYkFK2IJz5zULPgbHc2-Je/s320/IMG_0279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325182243824946738" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNqSE5xaP8uaySXC3NybGutEbpW7K-K5IBfshG-X17vYlygAdGVRBxcTypA4Wtweof4a7FM0nP1bPx5KWJpJqo_1c4UpoquQHcbxA01JC6rFGSQMPqYINoYgrBG537Dzd_P44ZVMY_UDvr/s1600-h/IMG_0284.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 124px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNqSE5xaP8uaySXC3NybGutEbpW7K-K5IBfshG-X17vYlygAdGVRBxcTypA4Wtweof4a7FM0nP1bPx5KWJpJqo_1c4UpoquQHcbxA01JC6rFGSQMPqYINoYgrBG537Dzd_P44ZVMY_UDvr/s320/IMG_0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325182244560642994" border="0" /></a>After finally arriving, we realized that there isnt really much to do in the good ole' city of Solvang, except buy pastries I guess.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii0451tflIRDV8JnhJzscuKnKZgpd7Gf1CJIEgu3hdQCdWxqlynLOlHY_82xyk1MGojFoWuIMxDxcVeZYwiff6NpahrPgFNMMqEfYH59LwUXgJr7RRnHKkHllxjyGXdJtabkXZHnT19ZB8/s1600-h/IMG_0294.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 110px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii0451tflIRDV8JnhJzscuKnKZgpd7Gf1CJIEgu3hdQCdWxqlynLOlHY_82xyk1MGojFoWuIMxDxcVeZYwiff6NpahrPgFNMMqEfYH59LwUXgJr7RRnHKkHllxjyGXdJtabkXZHnT19ZB8/s320/IMG_0294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325182248176190162" border="0" /></a>Oh and take pictures with this guy...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrdP2KYMYCRfagItf1K8D4BUxZr2NYksRY-kTsN4A7B8HDEQipJwdFuVoer7wFy8CNZd71T-tDu08sMJCB5vgqKQOxlYUNvQPnO9mZW4S-vGmI0J00ytI6iTrVJsMiN3Dq39Ouhk1KQLPo/s1600-h/IMG_0313.JPG"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA0mJdFtT_WjlVahT6QNQJL_wBAhzzplMwUH08Mr4DOEaP3ik9KPDLeY8dq9Lze6z7LZwJohJDKpbjpsj5w1tv0_yNfF-PnrL9sjz7nQPLRNuxssiF4AKNXIO9vuc2E8Kbdne7jGkwXiAD/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 167px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA0mJdFtT_WjlVahT6QNQJL_wBAhzzplMwUH08Mr4DOEaP3ik9KPDLeY8dq9Lze6z7LZwJohJDKpbjpsj5w1tv0_yNfF-PnrL9sjz7nQPLRNuxssiF4AKNXIO9vuc2E8Kbdne7jGkwXiAD/s320/IMG_0310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325183505619285874" border="0" /></a><br />And each other...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVgTJg3ktRXX3fKDqMEX9g1XjvlQe3pTkc8nY-YfW0TQ9V9UBQdO9OZrvCN-qVpTpony-Xr78X3L5kZkc5f6-y_tu7Fgxzbj1QNB2j5b2_G3RzSr2TVUvVXdmog-cngnfCTFAdH8r53v2j/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 106px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVgTJg3ktRXX3fKDqMEX9g1XjvlQe3pTkc8nY-YfW0TQ9V9UBQdO9OZrvCN-qVpTpony-Xr78X3L5kZkc5f6-y_tu7Fgxzbj1QNB2j5b2_G3RzSr2TVUvVXdmog-cngnfCTFAdH8r53v2j/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325182251924444578" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">So we finished somewhat quickly in Solvang, and headed back to Santa Barbara because there was a big famers maket that I WAS NOT going to miss. The drive back was also expecially beautiful because I turned at the 1 and drove about 20 miles in another direction. The hills were so big and so green! Then I turned around realizing that I was wasting precious famers market time and headed again towards Santa Barbara, but not without stopping to take a picture of the water.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrdP2KYMYCRfagItf1K8D4BUxZr2NYksRY-kTsN4A7B8HDEQipJwdFuVoer7wFy8CNZd71T-tDu08sMJCB5vgqKQOxlYUNvQPnO9mZW4S-vGmI0J00ytI6iTrVJsMiN3Dq39Ouhk1KQLPo/s1600-h/IMG_0313.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 178px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrdP2KYMYCRfagItf1K8D4BUxZr2NYksRY-kTsN4A7B8HDEQipJwdFuVoer7wFy8CNZd71T-tDu08sMJCB5vgqKQOxlYUNvQPnO9mZW4S-vGmI0J00ytI6iTrVJsMiN3Dq39Ouhk1KQLPo/s320/IMG_0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325183510834949570" border="0" /></a>(and that truck)<br /><div style="text-align: left;">The famers market was crazy windy, so a lot of their vendors started taking down their stuff, but I made it just in time to buy some beautiful orchids and yummy strawberries (which sadly are not pictured).</div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJPO5dZO7H7AQ-NICfZ8EqwQ-sBaDLbOn0FVUzFvSb7XhM4juvXepPwfajx3GYR3yMNjWNgvttSDAK7VEqCHTap3ozx76ba0TF84bbqbJ9L4T6l2c3aJUIOeLN4NNn3UqCuuwyGI6xFjHZ/s320/IMG_0318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325183519866301234" border="0" /><div style="text-align: left;">The trip was an overall success and it was definitely a motivation to do more trips like it in the future. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Spring break sure is awesome.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div></div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-4928267893007818612009-04-12T19:54:00.000-07:002009-04-12T21:18:19.504-07:00Easter afternoon.For Easter, I visited my family out in the "OC." I love em all and here are a few photos of them from the afternoon:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdC6rTOY5GAXKqFDgB4rghmCtQ8wK-GVf_J7OpAnfqb0l7sfM7D3lLTCD-7YOoZnzqwIeHGfqsBOkuRona7AyzNDYFBnSczhQWLC7LlMMr-rsoZOop7bs07Yo-Z3np9tOq4fP9IYcsqwKG/s1600-h/1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 137px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdC6rTOY5GAXKqFDgB4rghmCtQ8wK-GVf_J7OpAnfqb0l7sfM7D3lLTCD-7YOoZnzqwIeHGfqsBOkuRona7AyzNDYFBnSczhQWLC7LlMMr-rsoZOop7bs07Yo-Z3np9tOq4fP9IYcsqwKG/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324016645273021010" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />the drive out through the lovely Canyon.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8LRR4GvIbsGls5wLx5NmTG9kNBABHJXwhVou1q1vLwRGOYsoGf0e4guAme25mrul0D4mf8rCJSIoxTItt8HN60sIL_Ix7TqVngQemv_BwMYYUrETKhKJUAOKSyqN0siUJix_CTE80m_j6/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 141px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8LRR4GvIbsGls5wLx5NmTG9kNBABHJXwhVou1q1vLwRGOYsoGf0e4guAme25mrul0D4mf8rCJSIoxTItt8HN60sIL_Ix7TqVngQemv_BwMYYUrETKhKJUAOKSyqN0siUJix_CTE80m_j6/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324017058187057346" border="0" /></a><br />In the kitchen with the food<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ3W4oKeV6DBl7JDLrG3w9PRiFB7tWjssGCey9iaFahYBiQ7l4XDx3RZQlIbsyGuNI1qmhgpclFfMeFTvA2KSR97q2eOo2MIdO6o2GNohprJ14CMBzvYKzfD_ZxOgepIfFJ7DZtrZZf2w0/s1600-h/3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 138px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ3W4oKeV6DBl7JDLrG3w9PRiFB7tWjssGCey9iaFahYBiQ7l4XDx3RZQlIbsyGuNI1qmhgpclFfMeFTvA2KSR97q2eOo2MIdO6o2GNohprJ14CMBzvYKzfD_ZxOgepIfFJ7DZtrZZf2w0/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324017660953806386" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My 2 aunts, Nancy and Anita (both of them being my mom's sisters)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCSHtJXYtVuqrWrlijvKhlo2zuEkqu_fTuOHoBQG2BeJQo_SOPizvjfjRhUMPG6wusU2S3rwa444DCg18smve5K9tKtJISiaKBp-mGvZ3NA5ZAQ7z2bxcTBi5suQqKzYUWXd7nzBj9vVIP/s1600-h/4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 195px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCSHtJXYtVuqrWrlijvKhlo2zuEkqu_fTuOHoBQG2BeJQo_SOPizvjfjRhUMPG6wusU2S3rwa444DCg18smve5K9tKtJISiaKBp-mGvZ3NA5ZAQ7z2bxcTBi5suQqKzYUWXd7nzBj9vVIP/s320/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324019628411666226" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Uncle Johnny cutting the turkey (we have one at every occasion, no matter what)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL0jBJLyzgUFRQuB17rvNz5cCo6jmAxmq5c_xCnKv_6kkqOnyLtnHcrS3k0sfGZdTgqALdURvPma5SyeyLItvQn4JCdF8_1QgzZZ3RFP74iXlVpd-T_Yg1qkeiF4DEqgQs4EiETAmbcUaI/s1600-h/5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 125px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL0jBJLyzgUFRQuB17rvNz5cCo6jmAxmq5c_xCnKv_6kkqOnyLtnHcrS3k0sfGZdTgqALdURvPma5SyeyLItvQn4JCdF8_1QgzZZ3RFP74iXlVpd-T_Yg1qkeiF4DEqgQs4EiETAmbcUaI/s320/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324019999206231330" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Cousin Allie, Momma, and Maire Louise<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ZVgk_0EteVpNiSW-jRTmkPFm1nChh23-iXYqwhkmH3MxmHkcX0CXMkWESKDdpWHnCPcl-rVxRks5ah8akCuScJdFuUkWQ4rq0eQmtSK5JkgiX1UEDdd9jYC4HzyyfnWDMpCOGmSTxTou/s1600-h/6.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 136px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ZVgk_0EteVpNiSW-jRTmkPFm1nChh23-iXYqwhkmH3MxmHkcX0CXMkWESKDdpWHnCPcl-rVxRks5ah8akCuScJdFuUkWQ4rq0eQmtSK5JkgiX1UEDdd9jYC4HzyyfnWDMpCOGmSTxTou/s320/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324020273827903234" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Jason (allie's boyfriend) and cousin Adriane<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Tl0pNARJniCW16eH0vNN212i6gKIgDsJLSNMmJpG3G7f6H-P_kKECZVKP4XgLq4EOQ5g_itlBpKuiD5H55qVjCDZb2_6BnCjfQqP-oEKBAjP4wR2VTqw5UNgNow-hmq3e_BNBL6XXA58/s1600-h/7.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 195px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Tl0pNARJniCW16eH0vNN212i6gKIgDsJLSNMmJpG3G7f6H-P_kKECZVKP4XgLq4EOQ5g_itlBpKuiD5H55qVjCDZb2_6BnCjfQqP-oEKBAjP4wR2VTqw5UNgNow-hmq3e_BNBL6XXA58/s320/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324021520694893122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Baby Sienna (she is actually my second cousin) She is soooo cute!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvRDPXi4tSFbBvNzvbhOJYcA5fm3jOA34QFg1Im1ecm4-FRKvPfARDsU8wlOe7IAbtZP-WnFtK_DQwWyInkI9A9bRNgoP180d9xoLQDqcQnnwg_nRsnGTV5hFw0IPoFYu3p4Ze548poK2a/s1600-h/8.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvRDPXi4tSFbBvNzvbhOJYcA5fm3jOA34QFg1Im1ecm4-FRKvPfARDsU8wlOe7IAbtZP-WnFtK_DQwWyInkI9A9bRNgoP180d9xoLQDqcQnnwg_nRsnGTV5hFw0IPoFYu3p4Ze548poK2a/s320/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324022208282444434" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Allie with the DELICIOUS cake that she made from scratch. It was seriously SO good.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeQp8JSgWpd0o216ivO50dsH2kw-g-roNaEwLOEhSJgCnd6C_OZddmUjqPurjYV8N0cErfSo1HMVSKgEgFYnlUrXHr-F2Q9dE4ZeqVVcWi2aAaYHYFdBoTjWWdq9_cH-5t6CMjEcZYRFmr/s1600-h/9.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 207px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeQp8JSgWpd0o216ivO50dsH2kw-g-roNaEwLOEhSJgCnd6C_OZddmUjqPurjYV8N0cErfSo1HMVSKgEgFYnlUrXHr-F2Q9dE4ZeqVVcWi2aAaYHYFdBoTjWWdq9_cH-5t6CMjEcZYRFmr/s320/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324022713671737906" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />My sweet sisters<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71QWSfpYERMFYFkMMvLGm3ruepPe5_vMZQ8Y2fb7VVHxZXYCjnxk8jJcFK-ZOJAhzoAzjBijq46MS-_YgppbtTeAZm3FPGAOojk7X8pxY-OOX2bHE0zfX4cmMXwZbfehZ5tS3M4r0Fb9c/s1600-h/10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 117px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71QWSfpYERMFYFkMMvLGm3ruepPe5_vMZQ8Y2fb7VVHxZXYCjnxk8jJcFK-ZOJAhzoAzjBijq46MS-_YgppbtTeAZm3FPGAOojk7X8pxY-OOX2bHE0zfX4cmMXwZbfehZ5tS3M4r0Fb9c/s320/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324023433102762946" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My attempting to love my sister. And this is a much better improvement from <a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&friendID=2729764&albumID=33415&imageID=13561921">LAST</a> time...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX8Hfo1wgvAaXqVtGmHi-nvIt6RZ4rkP_7U67jTmePFf4J9-ydMwS5ikssW-UxvoAstHmQ83p3qbaTY9PaWjghoycSVSSl5r_lFTiuh7t_MWwbiVQp1iD2yhIZemll_QpmkvuJaAGMqFTJ/s1600-h/11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 208px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX8Hfo1wgvAaXqVtGmHi-nvIt6RZ4rkP_7U67jTmePFf4J9-ydMwS5ikssW-UxvoAstHmQ83p3qbaTY9PaWjghoycSVSSl5r_lFTiuh7t_MWwbiVQp1iD2yhIZemll_QpmkvuJaAGMqFTJ/s320/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324024654148760274" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Momma and Cait<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS3fsuPPyX9PfY1TDn_iC_1pLOiQ-d1vO4nSRmz4glM6v-kzw0qFzvR3PzLu6KhE9IRJwOnnViUsB8X-LCGvMDNVQhU9Z9pp5dj22O6QrCA3MxCbkyK5mNld4uLPuFkdygU9FZz5lG1VgB/s1600-h/12.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 209px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS3fsuPPyX9PfY1TDn_iC_1pLOiQ-d1vO4nSRmz4glM6v-kzw0qFzvR3PzLu6KhE9IRJwOnnViUsB8X-LCGvMDNVQhU9Z9pp5dj22O6QrCA3MxCbkyK5mNld4uLPuFkdygU9FZz5lG1VgB/s320/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324025155394576482" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />and lastly the 3 of us. These pictures dont happen very often... haha<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Overall it was a good day. Its always nice to see may family :)Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-32993995208268268892009-04-12T12:44:00.000-07:002009-04-12T16:25:18.302-07:00In Christ.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPshIFP0X4Koh-3QgE1YuwrmmE9TYdwRzfBMfIcfwcOpnkjBg2sN5KrT7TznnC5Q5o9987nXU6G2ZZBQFQssNzqx0uWMM1FSyBky9G0BxfhM0ZX0iNmAVEPThyjMz33qUxOc9ItDt2sP79/s1600-h/IMG_0109.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPshIFP0X4Koh-3QgE1YuwrmmE9TYdwRzfBMfIcfwcOpnkjBg2sN5KrT7TznnC5Q5o9987nXU6G2ZZBQFQssNzqx0uWMM1FSyBky9G0BxfhM0ZX0iNmAVEPThyjMz33qUxOc9ItDt2sP79/s320/IMG_0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323899088183510210" border="0" /></a><br /><br />YEAH! A new book:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">In Christ</span> by E. Stanley Jones.<br />From Sunday, Week 1<br /><br />In regards to Jesus<br /><br />"Other molds have proved too small. One by one they have been broken. Christ, the Teacher, the Greatest of all Teachers? Yes, but more, for a teacher imparts knowledge - He imparts Life. The Greatest of Character, the Best of Men, the Highest Example? Yes, but more, for we are not to imitate Him in life, we are to receive Him as Life. Someone pin-pointed in history, our Guide and Inspiration? Yes, and more, for we cannot live o a remembrance, we must live on a realization. A Martyr to the Cause of the Kingdom of God? Yes, and more, for His death seems to have all the signs of cosmic struggle with a cosmic result - the redemption of the race. Who then is He? He is the Word become flesh, God become man, the Eternal manifesting Himself in time, God simplified, God approachable, God lovable.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">O Christ, while we cannot define Thee precisely, we can know Thee intimately. And to know Thee is to know Life, to know release and redemption. We thank Thee. Amen."</span><br /><br /><br />It is so true that God is always moving. Father, Son, and Holy Spirit: they are interacting through direct actions being done continually. They exist as love, mercy, grace, wisdom, peace, patience, and the list goes on. As I attempt to allow them to live within me and through me, I must be open and willing to live in actions as well, not just professing, but doing.<br /><br /><br />Happy Easter everyone and remember the importance of this HUGE day. It really is the event that holds my entire faith together.<br /><br />"<sup id="en-NKJV-28727" class="versenum" value="14">14</sup>And if Christ is not risen, then our preaching <i>is</i> empty and your faith <i>is</i> also empty. <sup id="en-NKJV-28728" class="versenum" value="15">15</sup> Yes, and we are found false witnesses of God, because we have testified of God that He raised up Christ, whom He did not raise up—if in fact the dead do not rise. <sup id="en-NKJV-28729" class="versenum" value="16">16</sup> For if <i>the</i> dead do not rise, then Christ is not risen. <sup id="en-NKJV-28730" class="versenum" value="17">17</sup> And if Christ is not risen, your faith <i>is</i> futile; you are still in your sins!"<br /> 1 Corinthians 15:14-17Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-21667499336216398422009-04-11T21:30:00.000-07:002009-04-11T21:35:11.422-07:00Passion, Love, SacrificeHow <span style="font-weight: bold;">deep</span> the Father's love for us,<br /> How vast beyond all measure<br /> That He should give His <span style="font-weight: bold;">only</span> Son<br /> To make a <span style="font-weight: bold;">wretch</span> His <span style="font-weight: bold;">treasure</span><br /><br /> How great the <span style="font-weight: bold;">pain</span> of searing <span style="font-weight: bold;">loss</span>,<br /> The Father turns His face away<br /> As wounds which mar the chosen One,<br /> Bring many sons to <span style="font-weight: bold;">glory</span><br /><br /> Behold the Man upon a cross,<br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;">My sin</span> upon <span style="font-weight: bold;">His shoulders</span><br /> Ashamed I hear <span style="font-weight: bold;">my</span> mocking voice,<br /> Call out among the scoffers<br /><br /> It was <span style="font-weight: bold;">my</span> sin that <span style="font-weight: bold;">held</span> Him there<br /> Until it was <span style="font-weight: bold;">accomplished</span><br /> His <span style="font-weight: bold;">dying</span> breath has brought me<span style="font-weight: bold;"> life</span><br /> I know that it is <span style="font-weight: bold;">finished</span><br /><br /> I will not boast in anything<br /> No gifts, no power, no wisdom<br /> But I will boast in <span style="font-weight: bold;">Jesus Christ</span><br /> His death and resurrection<br /><br /> Why should I gain from His reward?<br /> I cannot give an answer<br /> But this I know with all my heart<br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;">His wounds have paid my ransom</span><br /><br /> - Stuart TownendEmilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058301257591831067.post-83668098660406648042009-04-10T15:17:00.001-07:002009-04-12T16:26:59.915-07:00Oprah...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newhaven828.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/05/05/oprah.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 198px;" src="http://newhaven828.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/05/05/oprah.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>ok so I am watching Oprah and she is telling everyone that it is ok to touch yourself and give your YOUNG teenagers information about how to have a happy sex life on your own. For someone who has no credentials or education, she sure speaks with a lot of self accredited authority, thinking she can tell everyone how to live life. I mean really?!?!?! How does that make sense? I mean she doesnt even have any kids!!!<br /><br />AHHHH... its so frusterating.<br /><br /><br />And in regards to my own life, I just got home for Spring Break. I was "greeted" by Maire coming down the stairs and we immediately started fighting about her not wanting to spend anytime with me when she says that she misses... and then I found Caitlin in her room sleeping and she wouldnt even look at me and say hello...<br /><br />Happy Easter and Welcome Home Emily.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07097713095677435645noreply@blogger.com3