<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:23:05.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Given Moments</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-2024612333368575350</id><published>2011-11-10T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:36:37.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Action!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7P4a5zOs1c/TrwnTRXKfwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MwQ_jF4PReM/s1600/101209-M-9876R-007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7P4a5zOs1c/TrwnTRXKfwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MwQ_jF4PReM/s320/101209-M-9876R-007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673452842611539714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to start blogging again. Here is the first one of hopefully many to come. My vision  for this blog is much different than it was before. Before I had no vision for it and I think that is while the fire fizzled out. So from now on I'll be blogging about God, our life, our homeschooling days, my children and my most wonderful husband, and my duty as wife and mom. My hope is that somewhere along the way I might inspire someone.&lt;br /&gt; Let's start!&lt;br /&gt;My name is Gina and I have 2 beautiful children, Myla (7) and Kaedyn (5) and my darling husband ( age not so important lol). We decided to home school our children about 3 years ago...I believe my last post was on that decision. It was the best decision of our lives. I get to spend my days laughing, coloring, memorizing, teaching and living like I truly believe God wants me to live. My children are happy and healthy and extremely well rounded.&lt;br /&gt;My husband owns his own business Pressure cleaning houses on the beautiful coast of North Carolina. We love it here and as time has gone by we have begun to slowly plant our roots and grow in our surroundings. God has truly blessed us with wonderful friends, family, and community and that is what truly matters in life.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have time for now. I'll be back soon with something fun to tell you about!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I wanted to include a picture and this is the last one I have of all of us together...I need to get a new on taken lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-2024612333368575350?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2024612333368575350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=2024612333368575350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/2024612333368575350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/2024612333368575350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2011/11/back-in-action.html' title='Back in Action!'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7P4a5zOs1c/TrwnTRXKfwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MwQ_jF4PReM/s72-c/101209-M-9876R-007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-3858451874638552424</id><published>2009-08-27T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T06:40:58.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Given Moments are all around me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SpaM2QKOBaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ImC485agTzI/s1600-h/Mountains+2009+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374638068991919522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SpaM2QKOBaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ImC485agTzI/s320/Mountains+2009+044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am going to home school. A decision that seemed so easy to make but was very hard to settle with. I prayed and searched and prayed some more. Finally the pieces started to slowly fall into place. People came out of nowhere to help me with opinions and options. Gracefully steping into my life friendships were being built. It was almost like God held between his fingers a needle, thread, and several small pieces of fabric, that didn't really seem to go together all that well and then all of a sudden the more he pulled and pushed the needle through the fabric a beautiful quilt was being made. Then it seemed that any little or big bump I ran into He carefully took my hand and let me through the rough patches until I found peace again. I must take this time to thank Some of those beautiful people that played a part both big and small, in my decision to home school. Cheryl Pigott, who told me about classical conversations the program that I decided to go with for my childrens edcuation. Lisa Roska The director of classical conversations who has been everything inspiring to me. Then the many many people that I met in passing that homeschool and that don't homeschool who have said nothing but encourging words to me. So for all of the above... I must say Thank you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-3858451874638552424?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3858451874638552424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=3858451874638552424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/3858451874638552424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/3858451874638552424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/god-given-moments-are-all-around-me.html' title='God Given Moments are all around me.'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SpaM2QKOBaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ImC485agTzI/s72-c/Mountains+2009+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-2120823753502936066</id><published>2009-01-18T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:48:02.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SXOjHOo1f7I/AAAAAAAAADk/WizhRxXw4rM/s1600-h/Inman+Family+198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292753331674251186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SXOjHOo1f7I/AAAAAAAAADk/WizhRxXw4rM/s320/Inman+Family+198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I go again not blogging but in dire need of ways to express myself and be creative verbally. Wondering why in the world there are no outlets for moments like those I remembered oh yeah I have a blog!! I am going to blog today, but what about. Do I organize my thoughts or do I ramble endlesslly about life and things I want to know and do or see and experience. Who knows? I'm in a rambling mood today I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life couldn't be anyless wonderful than it is at this very moment. My beautiful and wonderfully creative Miss Myla is as usual creating something in her room she has said that Mr. Potato head needed a wife for Valentines day so she had to find her and save her from the evil dragon. hmm.. I wonder who will be the dragon today mommy or daddy? Possibly her sleepy eyed little brother whom by the way is still sleeping next me. The steady sound of his breating is rhythmically going along steady with the sound of all the random thoughts running through my head and the playful humming coming from the other room and of course somewhere in there is Daddy downstairs playing his guitar and placing together songs for next weeks worship set at church. yes I must say that life is absolutly perfect at this point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Myla informed me yesterday at 4 years old that she has decided to be an artist when she grows up and wants to have all the different paint brushes and a couple of colors to make all the colors in the world to paint everything. So I asked her to elebrate what she ment by everything flowers or people or animals. The question may have been misunderstood or maybe it was the answer that was misunderstood but she replied EVERYTHING, Everything in the house and the outside. The trees, the stars, the books and the dolls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did she mention that she was going to paint on paper? I didn't remember hearing that so now I am fearful that there will be paint on the walls oneday when I'm not paying close attention. The thought oddly enough makes my heart warm and me smile. Yes life is truly perfect at this moment. So I leave this perfect post about rambled thoughts with the perfect picture of my creative one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-2120823753502936066?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2120823753502936066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=2120823753502936066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/2120823753502936066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/2120823753502936066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-i-go-again-not-blogging-but-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SXOjHOo1f7I/AAAAAAAAADk/WizhRxXw4rM/s72-c/Inman+Family+198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-241078725832558517</id><published>2008-09-04T19:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T19:51:29.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today I feel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SMCeI-PCm4I/AAAAAAAAACg/LzR8As_ahbQ/s1600-h/tutu%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242363843241483138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SMCeI-PCm4I/AAAAAAAAACg/LzR8As_ahbQ/s320/tutu%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               My beautiful daugher and my handsome&lt;br /&gt;                                              son that has to do what ever his sister does,&lt;br /&gt;                                                               no matter what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242363483018467474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="127" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SMCd0ATLmJI/AAAAAAAAACY/ktR-IikGRhg/s320/aww.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;                                                                      My love and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like life is turning and turning. Things are good and bad and happy and uncomfortable. Satisfying and at the same time unsatisfying. I am content but not. The wavering options for my emotions are endless. and yet no matter how strange this all seems... I'm really ok. My husband and I are doing GREAT. I think we just had a tiff that all married people seem to have in their lives and it almost went to far. I also know that God used any mental misjudgements to make things in our lives so much better then they ever could have been. I am struggling with my finances and my appartment. I find that this must be the place for all of my negative feelings but when I think about the things that truly matter and make me happy (God, my husband, my children.) I find myself smiling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There has been no work for a few weeks now and I can't seem to pay anything. I'm tired and fusterated. I have been faithful to the things that God has asked of me and I know that he will not let us go under completely but sometimes I feel that "sneaky snake" as my daughter likes to call him coming in and trying to take over my thoughts of complete faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm.... to have things simple again. to be a child. so sweet and have no responsibilites in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well I guess we all have to grow up sometime or another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a blessed day filled with God given moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. Pray for us. We live right on the coast of North Carolina and Hanna is expected to be here shortly. Also pray that we are not victims of Ike either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-241078725832558517?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/241078725832558517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=241078725832558517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/241078725832558517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/241078725832558517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-i-feel.html' title='today I feel...'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SMCeI-PCm4I/AAAAAAAAACg/LzR8As_ahbQ/s72-c/tutu%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-9047272295695332764</id><published>2008-08-23T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T07:37:41.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 YEARS OF MARITAL BLISS!!!</title><content type='html'>ok so they haven't all been blissful, but latley things have been awesome. I'm thinking about the past, the present, and the future of my lifetime with my soul mate. I'm glad that he has stuggled and realized that we are ment to be together and that love is not only a feeling but a choice.&lt;br /&gt;I love my husband every minute of everyday not only because I want to but because I choose to.&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that he was not stolen away from me by seduction of the devil. I'm glad that we have only gotten stronger and closer from all of our trials. Don't get the wrong idea he's never done anything really bad, it's just the last fight that we had was a really big one and I found out some emotionial affairs were going on. I thank God that nothing came of these except a strengthing in our relationship with each other and with God.&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping this short because I don't have alot of time to write. We're going fishing with the kids&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed Day filled with God given moments!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-9047272295695332764?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/9047272295695332764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=9047272295695332764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/9047272295695332764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/9047272295695332764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/5-years-of-marital-bliss.html' title='5 YEARS OF MARITAL BLISS!!!'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-4984003921907503518</id><published>2008-07-03T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T14:39:19.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good times and bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok... so Apperatly I have had some people miss me. First off I have to apoligize fore not blogging latley, life has been so busy and hectic, not to mention that I had my cable and internet shut off. It's been kind of heavy around here. Physically and Emotionly. I had a bout with my husband at the beginning of this month that was pretty seriouse, but Things are MUCH MUCH better there. Much better than they were in a long time. I believe that was something God set up to heal wounds from before. Also we went to Chicago for a week to Willow Creek. A church that hosts this Arts confrence every year. Last year I even met a SU! demo. This confrence is for EVERYBODY!! musicions, visual artists, dancers, drama, vocalists. EVERYBODY. they get together and teach you how to use your gift for God's Glory. It was an amazing experiance. Plus some time for my husband and I without the babies. It was nice. Also we just got back from Boone, NC. We met some family there. We try to do that at least once a year this year we aimed for twice, everyone meets at one place and comes in from places in maryland, Nc, and MI. It's such a blessing that we can do that.&lt;br /&gt;As you can guess I have not had much time for crafting or blogging. but I promise I'll try to do better and make something this week and post it!&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day filled with God given moments&lt;br /&gt;Gina.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218905040646689522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SG1Ge8g90vI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ja-HFgfxRgE/s320/daddy+loves+myla.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And a pic of Myla and her Daddy to end this post. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-4984003921907503518?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4984003921907503518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=4984003921907503518' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/4984003921907503518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/4984003921907503518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-times-and-bad.html' title='good times and bad.'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SG1Ge8g90vI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ja-HFgfxRgE/s72-c/daddy+loves+myla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-6736975227636124565</id><published>2008-04-25T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:42:07.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SARA'S Burn Anniversary Challenge.</title><content type='html'>My good friend Sara posted this on her blog today and I think that it is a wonderful challange to a wonderful ending, that didn't start out so wonderful. So I felt that I would share it with you. Check out her page when you get a chance!&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna check out the pictures her blog is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sarafrawley.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.sarafrawley.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;a href="http://sarafrawley.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-anniversary-challenge.html"&gt;Happy Anniversary Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago today, my life changed. My husband was on a deployment for a one year tour overseas and my sister had come to visit for the week with her two children, Noah and Autumn. We had gone strawberry picking with my MOPS group and our children and ended up with a TON of strawberries. In all the excitement of what we could make using strawberries, I got caught up in the idea of chocolate dipped strawberries. So off I went to the kitchen to make a chocolate fondue to dip them in.&lt;br /&gt;I made the "fondue" like I always did... one pan stacked on top of the other with boiling water in the bottom pan and the fondue ingredients in the top pan. We had added a little too much cream and needed to add a little more chocolate, and so I had to go searching through my kids' Easter candy to make up the difference. When all the chocolate finally melted and the fondue was ready for the strawberries to be dipped, I reached over the pan to turn the burner off and the pan blew up in my face, causing severe 2nd degree burns all over the left side of my face, neck, arm, and abdomen. My sister was leaning over me taking in the aroma of the melted chocolate when the explosion happened and ended up with burns to her forehead and right eye. I don't remember much from that point on until we got to the hospital and I was able to calm down after several doses of morphine. My husband was called by the American Red Cross, my family was informed and my children were taken care of by some of the best friends a girl could ever ask for. I was taken via ambulance to the burn unit in Augusta, GA from Savannah, GA (two hours south). The had originally called in the medivac (helicoptor) to transport me because they had a hard time stablizing me, but in the end, I stablized enough to go via ambulance. It was the longest trip I had ever taken in my life, or so it felt. I felt so alone... the ride was quiet and I was exhausted... and still in excruciating pain. I was admitted into one of the best burn units in the United States taken in for surgery the next morning to scrub away the burnt skin. Doctor's Hospital in Augusta, GA did an amazing job in repairing my burns as well as my sisters burns. We were well taken care of and my family really swept in and did everything they could to keep me &amp;amp; my sister comfortable and upbeat. I was in the hospital for nearly 5 days and I got to go home (to my Mom's house in Augusta) when my husband flew in on Saturday. The two weeks following that was an even bigger blur, as they had given me some really good pain meds.&lt;br /&gt;In the surgery, after they had scrubbed all the burnt skin away, they covered it with various healing agents: pig skin, cadaver skin, and a manufactured skin called "biobrain." Two weeks post surgery, all of the healing agents had peeled away and my skin had completely repaired itself.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I serve a Great God... and He gets all the credit for my quick recovery.&lt;/span&gt; All I was left with was very pink/red skin and a slightly shaven hairline where the burns had burnt my scalp near and above my ear. My scars are minimal now and the only time they are really evident is if I get overheated and/or my bloodpressure goes up (like when I'm upset). We joke now about knowing when Sara's mad because her burns glow, but I can assure you, at the time, it was no joking matter. I thought I was going to die... and for a little while, so did the docs at the hospital in Savannah. It was by far the scarriest thing I've ever endured, and I'm thankful for the family, friends, and strength that God gave me to get through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In honor of my Anniversary, I'd like to propose a challenge. There are millions of burn victims all over the world... my challenge to you is to make a card and send it to a burn victim. You can check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.burnsurvivor.com/burn_units_rehab.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; to find a burn center to send cards to in the United States. A little bit of caring goes a long way.&lt;br /&gt;To send a card to someone in the burn unit that I was cared for in, the address is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="body" href="http://www.doctors-hospital.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joseph M. Still Burn Center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3651 Wheeler Rd&lt;br /&gt;Augusta, GA 30909&lt;br /&gt;United States&lt;br /&gt;Address your card to "Burn Victim."&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest steps in recovery of any kind of trauma, burn or not, is talking about what happened and realizing the great blessing of having victory over an uncontrolled situation. Thanks for listening and helping me spread awareness. If you'd like to see pictures of my burns, I'll be adding a photo album of my burns to my side bar, but discression is advised in looking at these pictures. They are not edited, enhanced, or censored at all.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening... take the challenge. Send a smile to a burn victim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As Always have a blessed day filled with GOD Given Moments!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-6736975227636124565?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6736975227636124565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=6736975227636124565' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/6736975227636124565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/6736975227636124565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/04/saras-burn-anniversary-challenge.html' title='SARA&apos;S Burn Anniversary Challenge.'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-7027618441427064913</id><published>2008-04-21T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T12:51:06.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WANT SOME AWSIME BLOG CANDY!?!?!</title><content type='html'>Quick click here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mistylynnwhat.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweet-pea-and-finally-blog-booty.html"&gt;http://mistylynnwhat.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweet-pea-and-finally-blog-booty.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't waist time you only have until 12 pm tonight 04/21/08&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day filled with God given moments!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-7027618441427064913?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7027618441427064913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=7027618441427064913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/7027618441427064913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/7027618441427064913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/04/want-some-awsime-blog-candy.html' title='WANT SOME AWSIME BLOG CANDY!?!?!'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-8725624838824406465</id><published>2008-04-14T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T19:20:17.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello... This is she... FRIKIN AWSOME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SAQQQJwiiiI/AAAAAAAAACI/FA_O1A93n1E/s1600-h/markers.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok typing this for the second time.....grrr&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know I live in a very small town and wal-mart is the place to be. There isn't much to do around here and the closest michaels is about 50 minutes away. It was a trip that I always hated becuase that is enough time to kill anyones creative drive. I didn't get to make it much as it was and with the gas prices rising it seemed like they were going to be few and far between. Until one magical day when all my dreams came true. I guess that my town decided to grow up and get some good stores so we got a tjmax, a pet smart, a shoe store, a bed bath and beyond, and tucked away in the center of those was a Michaels. I almost screamed out loud in excitement... ok so I did scream out loud. I was frikin excited. The day of the grand opening I wasn't going to make it because I was taking care of my grandmother and my upline Sara Frawley decides to tell me that they are having a drawing for gift cards and a cricut machine. Well pooh. I wasn't going to make it. Even if I dropped everything right then and there, it just wasn't going to happon. BUT a thought crossed my mind. My husband was. he would be driving right by the store at anytime now and unknowling be missing the oportunity of my life (sad huh) so I figured I would try to get a hold of him. Well my conversation was anything but uplifing with him. He said that he wasn't going into woman land to spin a "wheel o' fun" ( I don't know why he called it that. you spun the wheel and got a free prize) But he was totally unwilling to go into that store and fill out this dinky little peice of paper for me. I was so mad. and it wasn't becuase my chances were thrown out the window but because he was being dumb and I don't like it when people are dumb. so I pouted and whined and then said fine I didn't want you to go anyway but if you do decide to go I would greatly appricate it... and a you don't love me in there somewhere... I was really putting on the guilt.... well it's never worked before but this time it did... YEAH!!! and boy am I glad I got a call today saying that I won the $50 gift card. Which to me was great. I won something and I never ever get to buy myself anything. So I was happy. and then my upline gave me a 50% and a 20% off coupon.. so I was really excited and here is what I got. After going to the store 3 times to decide what I really truly wanted. There was just so much and to have this $50 was like amazing to me. so here they are!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189290540321114658" style="WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SAQQQJwiiiI/AAAAAAAAACI/FA_O1A93n1E/s320/markers.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SAQQKpwiihI/AAAAAAAAACA/W6qZ47fO7iw/s1600-h/words.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189290445831834130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SAQQKpwiihI/AAAAAAAAACA/W6qZ47fO7iw/s320/words.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SAQQDZwiigI/AAAAAAAAAB4/DX0aPTI0XXk/s1600-h/brads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189290321277782530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SAQQDZwiigI/AAAAAAAAAB4/DX0aPTI0XXk/s320/brads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SAQP85wiifI/AAAAAAAAABw/hF0Zp1LKmCc/s1600-h/bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189290209608632818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SAQP85wiifI/AAAAAAAAABw/hF0Zp1LKmCc/s320/bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SAQPt5wiieI/AAAAAAAAABo/spkJ0nhkI5A/s1600-h/all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189289951910595042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SAQPt5wiieI/AAAAAAAAABo/spkJ0nhkI5A/s320/all.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SAQPt5wiieI/AAAAAAAAABo/spkJ0nhkI5A/s1600-h/all.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-8725624838824406465?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8725624838824406465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=8725624838824406465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/8725624838824406465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/8725624838824406465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-this-is-she-frikin-awsome.html' title='Hello... This is she... FRIKIN AWSOME!!!'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/SAQQQJwiiiI/AAAAAAAAACI/FA_O1A93n1E/s72-c/markers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-3228877927204668933</id><published>2008-04-10T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:14:39.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey to Skinny</title><content type='html'>ok so I have ventured out on a new and inspiring journey. It wasn't at first but after today I'm speechless for the amount of motivation and inspiration I have star weight watchers. My mom offerd to pay for it. So I figured &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WHY NOT!?!&lt;/span&gt; It's an opportunity to lose weight. I'll take it. So I started last thursdy and went today for my weigh in. I wasn't really feeling up to it. I was anxious and excited at the same time. I felt that I didn't do very well and would have to go tell my mom that I gained weiht and didn't lose any. So I stood in a line of about 30 people and waited for my turn to arrive. Almost there. nerves start kicking in.. I gotta pee..(sorry for the blunt term). So I run to the bathroom pee. There is still about 7 people in front of me.. I wait somemore. My turn arrives and not a moment to soon. I go and give the lady my information sign in.. Take my shoes off. Empty the change and bills and phone and keys and paper and whatever else I could find from my pockets If I could have found pocket lint I would have removed that also. I step on the scale. Close my eyes and peek at what she is writing down... 189.8... &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OMGOSH&lt;/span&gt;.. I lost &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5.4&lt;/span&gt; lbs in one week. And It's not like I  I weigh that much and you can tell. I have very muscular legs and even when I wore I size 6 I weighed 160. Sooo.... I just want to get down to a size 8 and I'll be happy Right now I am a 14-16 depending on the brand of clothes. So anyway I'll keep you faithful readers updated. Don't forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAVE A BLESSED DAY FILLED WITH GOD GIVEN MOMENTS!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-3228877927204668933?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3228877927204668933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=3228877927204668933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/3228877927204668933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/3228877927204668933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/04/journey-to-skinny.html' title='Journey to Skinny'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-7688161785622896150</id><published>2008-04-03T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:56:05.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things about me you didn't know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love being outside. Something about being in nature and the smells of the air and the feel of the grass between my toes (I love to be barefoot outside).  It brings back memories, flashbacks, and things long forgotton. My childhood went by fast so these memories are things that I stop close my eyes and cherish for the moment and then tuck them away until they come again. My children have taken after that. If they had it their way they would be outside rain or shine, cold or hot, day or night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am extreamly insecure. I come off like I have all the confidence in the world but when you get down to it. I am always seeking approval and I really do care what people thing about me. I get scared and upset if somebody doesn't like me and I find reason to cause a problem if they do. I try to be nice and accepting of others when really I unknowingly search for flaws that people have to make myself feel better. (don't get me wrong, I never speak to people about what I think their flaws are I keep them to myself for my own self uplifting) It is a struggle that I work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am a Christian. I am not perfect. I try to do what God tells us to do and I try to be a good influance. I go to church every sunday but I must admit I don't know if I would if my husband weren't the worship leader. He supports me and gets me up to go. But sometimes I just don't really want to. I have only missed church 3 times in the last 3 years 1 I was sick and 2 I was on a trip with the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am poor but I don't mind. Not that it matters but for some reason people think that my husband and I have loads of money and that is why I am a stay at home mom. False. We are so poor we are in the poverty lines according to our government. We live paycheck to paycheck and I don't see that changing unless God blesses us. We live in a small 2 bedroom apartment and our children share a room. People call us for money all the time. But I don't mind. The way I see it we are in this situation for a reason. This is right where God wants us to be. If he has better things planned then the opportunitys will present themselves so we can make choices. I have roof, a car, a tv, a computer, I go to school and I am 23. I think I'm doing pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love my children... We all do but Myla just makes my day interesting she's the hyper pay attention to me one. and my son... Well... I was really upset when I found out I was going to have a boy. I didn't want one. but it wasn't my choice. and He just melts my heart. I was just laying him down for his nap and everyonce in a while he'll want me to lay down with him so I did and he rubbed my back while I hummed to him... They way he likes it. Mr. Independant. If I were to rub his back he'd get upset. and He doesn't hum. My daughter is still awake by the way like I said the hyper one. But she lights up my life and makes every day an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I am a student. I may never work but I go to school. Why? you ask. Because I will not be a wife that stays at home and gets no foundation. You never know what the day may hold. You never know if your going to get a phone call saying that "there's been an accident" and then be a single mom with kids and no education so you have to get some job that doesn't pay much and struggle for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;I am not that stay at home mom. I will be prepared for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am trying to lose weight. I weigh too much. I didn't use to but after having my kids I guess I just packed on the pounds. I start weight watchers today... The way I see it is at least I'm not fat and sitting around being fat I'm fat trying to do something about it. I go to the gym everyother day but that doesn't seem to help so maybe this plan will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love music. I sing I dance I play the piano I act I everything. I'm not the best but I'm good at it. I sometimes feel that I don't get to express myself like I want to and that other people are more concerned about themselves and they do everything (especially at church) I am only allowed to do drama while others do EVERYTHING. it has become the (people's name) show. I'm not mean enought to write names on here but I feel that way sometimes. I feel that it should all be done for God and that everyone should be allowed to do things not just certain people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love to make cards and scrapbook. I am  a stampin up demonstrator( actually I'm pending this month so if anyone wants to generouslly buy something from me let me know) :)  It is kind of my outlet my children do it will me well my daughter does my son just gets in the way. I am hoping to have more time when this semester is over because I will be done with school for a while. I'll have my associate's degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Last but no least. I am still searching for the real me. I lost myself sometime ago and I am trying to find things that I like again without getting other peoples opinions and without people telling me that it is dumb or stupid. I used to be influanced by what other people thought but I am working on that and that is one of my greatest struggles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-7688161785622896150?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7688161785622896150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=7688161785622896150' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/7688161785622896150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/7688161785622896150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/04/10-things-about-me-you-didnt-know.html' title='10 things about me you didn&apos;t know'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-3817686682307796713</id><published>2008-03-17T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:09:28.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Litte Fairy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R98yKLljEyI/AAAAAAAAABg/2i4zxo617zI/s1600-h/myla+winner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178913246989718306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R98yKLljEyI/AAAAAAAAABg/2i4zxo617zI/s320/myla+winner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R98yC7ljExI/AAAAAAAAABY/5RVxH8KZnnU/s1600-h/myla+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178913122435666706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R98yC7ljExI/AAAAAAAAABY/5RVxH8KZnnU/s320/myla+dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little girl won the Little Miss Leprechaun Pagent in Emerald Isle at the St. Patricks Day Festival on Saturday. I was so excited for her she was so happy. She got up there and sang her song and batted her eyes and totally flirted with the host (Gary Dean) who is our CBS local news anchor. Don't get the wrong idea she didn't even know that it was a compition. I told her that it was all for fun. I really thought that she would get up there on that stage and start crying. So as you can imagine when she got up there and did her thing, I was so proud!! Couldn't be prouder. AND to make things better I made her dress. I've never made anything and I made her a pretty little fairy dress all green and sparkly.  so I'm just pretty gosh darn proud of my daughter and my sewing skills!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-3817686682307796713?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3817686682307796713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=3817686682307796713' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/3817686682307796713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/3817686682307796713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-litte-fairy.html' title='My Litte Fairy!'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R98yKLljEyI/AAAAAAAAABg/2i4zxo617zI/s72-c/myla+winner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-6379845465426240613</id><published>2008-02-27T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T11:14:43.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Myla's card.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R8W1k8GRykI/AAAAAAAAABQ/eb-CANRGOok/s1600-h/Myla"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171739393317259842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R8W1k8GRykI/AAAAAAAAABQ/eb-CANRGOok/s320/Myla%27s+card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok so my camera on my phone isn't the greatest and I tried to make it better and I don't know what exactly happoned. BUT ANYWAY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Myla&lt;/span&gt; got happy mail about 2 days ago. I just haven't been able to post anything latley due to trying to get back on schedule. BUt you should have seen her face!!! SHe was so excited when I told her she got a letter. It was almost like she didn't believe me! It is a beautiful card with hearts and polkadots and on the inside there is a bag of flowers which I'm not sure if they were supposed to come out or not but Myla decided that they were for her tea party decorations. Thank you so much &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt; for this beautiful card. I will post more pics of it later when I steal my mother in laws camera again.. :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Have a blessed day with God given moments!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-6379845465426240613?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6379845465426240613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=6379845465426240613' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/6379845465426240613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/6379845465426240613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/02/mylas-card.html' title='Myla&apos;s card.'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R8W1k8GRykI/AAAAAAAAABQ/eb-CANRGOok/s72-c/Myla%27s+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-1267557623977679169</id><published>2008-02-21T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T07:33:46.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOON, PRISIM, POWER!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R72ZzcGRyiI/AAAAAAAAABA/7UFSaCbGBUQ/s1600-h/sailor+moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169457056286100002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R72ZzcGRyiI/AAAAAAAAABA/7UFSaCbGBUQ/s320/sailor+moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA sorry... So I thought that I could change the order of my playlist to fit my myspace page (yes I have one) And I was making a point to my DH that I like animation. It's nothing that I obsess about but growing up I watched sailor moon I love it. I can't help it. I know I am a dork but I am only 23 and I am allowed to have those kind of things in my life. So I did my whole myspace page in Sailor Moon get-up and I didn't realized that It would change the song on here. I don't have time to fix it now gotta get ready for the rest of the day. But I just clicked on here to see something and laughed so hard I almost died. Now the rest of the world knows what a geek I am. And for those of you in SBS11 I warned you with my tagg. I'm a nerd. Anyway. Have a blessed day filled with God given moments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-1267557623977679169?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1267557623977679169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=1267557623977679169' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/1267557623977679169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/1267557623977679169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/02/moon-prisim-power.html' title='MOON, PRISIM, POWER!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R72ZzcGRyiI/AAAAAAAAABA/7UFSaCbGBUQ/s72-c/sailor+moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-2443120847604456879</id><published>2008-02-20T12:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:09:15.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YEAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAVE A BLESSED DAY FILLED WITH GOD GIVEN MOMENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-2443120847604456879?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2443120847604456879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=2443120847604456879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/2443120847604456879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/2443120847604456879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-yeah.html' title='OH YEAH'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-4759299805339524003</id><published>2008-02-20T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:07:11.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Light at the end of the Tunnel....</title><content type='html'>Ok so Last night was the first night of our small group at chuch. and We are the host home for our group... I FELT AWFUL. It was the worst that I had felt yet. So we ended it  a little early and I took a HOT HOT HOT bath with some of that menthol chest rub to try and get the congestion out. Then I went to sleep and I Slept my kids must have gotten the hint becuase they stayed in their bed all night and then slept until 8:30. which never happens normally their up around 6. I still took some Cold medicine this morning but I am feeling so much better. It's unreal. I still have the cough and congestion but at least the fever and headache is gone. My children are still sick though. I think this has had an impact on my daughters mouth too. She has done nothing but "mouth-off" all day long. I hope this illness gets out soon becuase I want my good little girl back not the mouthy cranky sick one. :) I still love her though. I just wish I could make her feel better, but sinck I am getting better Maybe they will be getting better. YEA!!! Thank you all for you kind words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-4759299805339524003?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4759299805339524003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=4759299805339524003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/4759299805339524003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/4759299805339524003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/02/light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='A Light at the end of the Tunnel....'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-8347775845576213704</id><published>2008-02-18T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T17:37:07.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, but no thanks!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so as you saw at 4 oclock this morning I'm not feeling the greatest. Well it seems that my children are starting to get sick again as well. So all day long they wanted to sit in my lap and snuggle and kiss me. And All I could think about was how bad I've been feeling and that I don't want them to feel that way. I have been giving them tylonol (sp) for fever already but I don't want them to have the throat soreness and the cough and the BLAGH of it all... Well they got it and they got it bad. SO I am praying that they feel better soon. If someone wants to send Myla my DD a get well card she would love it. She always looks for things in the mail. My snail mail addy is.&lt;br /&gt;4600 country club rd apt 107F&lt;br /&gt;Morehead City NC 28557&lt;br /&gt;I would say that My son would love one as well but he is a litte young for a card.&lt;br /&gt;ANY WAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Have a blessed day filled with God Given Moments!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-8347775845576213704?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8347775845576213704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=8347775845576213704' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/8347775845576213704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/8347775845576213704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/02/thanks-but-no-thanks.html' title='Thanks, but no thanks!!!'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-6409342780433020625</id><published>2008-02-18T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T01:50:37.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so sick.</title><content type='html'>Ok so I decided to blog right now. It is 4:51 Am and I cannot sleep. I am pretty sick, I think that I might have the flu or something. So I am not impressed with my health right now. I just got done taking the z-pack and it only helped a little. None the less. I hope I get better soon. I don't like being ill. and I feel worthless to my kids because it is the kind of ill that makes you just out of it.  So Keep me in your Prayers. And have a blessed day filled with God Given Moments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-6409342780433020625?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6409342780433020625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=6409342780433020625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/6409342780433020625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/6409342780433020625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-sick.html' title='so sick.'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-7735612271224822170</id><published>2008-02-14T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:20:28.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok... SO I know it has been a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;few weeks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since I have blogged but I have good reason... ok so not really good reason but good enough I guess. I am in my last semester to get my Assoicate in Arts Transfer. I planned on this being an easy semester filled with pottery, painting, and drama.... Oh no... That was just to easy. You see these classes were during the day and I had nobody to watch my children so I could take them so I had to chose online classes and somehow I ended up with.... Hold your breath...&lt;br /&gt;Geography&lt;br /&gt;Western Civilations&lt;br /&gt;Politics&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;Astronomy&lt;br /&gt;So my semester was not as easy as I would have liked.... errrr.... so I have been so busy with homework that I have not done anything else...errr.. No stamping, no altering, no nothing. I am slightly tired of it all but I keep telling myself that it is almost done. YEA!!! hopefully. I Think I will wait a while before returning to finish for my bacholors in a few years so sadly enough I have nothing neat to post for you. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a blessed day filled with God given moments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-7735612271224822170?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7735612271224822170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=7735612271224822170' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/7735612271224822170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/7735612271224822170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-2495596671066973916</id><published>2008-02-02T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T06:32:52.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged, tagged, tagged!!</title><content type='html'>Tagged, tagged, tagged:  Rules ~  Post the rules and then give your answers.  List one fact about yourself for each letter in your middle name.  Each fact must begin with that letter.  If you do not have a middle name, use your maiden name (or I say create a middle name that you like).  Once you are tagged, update your blog with your middle name and answers.  At the end of your post, tag one person for each letter of your middle name.  Leave them a comment on their blog telling them they've been tagged and need to read your blog for details.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Well My middle name is Renee So this will be quite the challange for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Ready... I am always ready for anything. Call me and need help I'll be there. wanna go shopping. I'm on my way. Need someone to talk to I'm your ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Entergetic. I am full of energy. I love life and I think that my afternoon nap is my recharge time becuase I don't seem to ever be worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Nerdy... I don't know if that Is a good thing. I get called a nerd alot and I think that my friends mean it in a good way...(I hope) :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Elated... I am generally a pretty happy person... I only get unhappy when I let life get in the way of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Elegant... I have this totally girlly side about me that when I want to I will be pretty. I will dress up in princess dresses with my 3 year old daughter and become and Elegant queen for her....&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I was grasping for the E words but oh well.. I am tagging...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andria, Bev, Jamie, Annemarie, and Jen F. !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-2495596671066973916?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2495596671066973916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=2495596671066973916' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/2495596671066973916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/2495596671066973916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/02/tagged-tagged-tagged.html' title='Tagged, tagged, tagged!!'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-2400130103722454790</id><published>2008-01-22T19:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T19:47:40.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stampin and Sleeping</title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO!! I have been STAMPING!! I am so excited. I haven't stamped so much in so long. It feels great! I only wish I could show you what I have done... But sadly I can't. For two reasons the first is part of it is for My Mystery Sistah!! and the second reason is I can't find My camera cable to hook up the usb on my Computer! *grrr* Anyway. I ended up getting my Mystery sister's name yesterday and I took a trip to Jacksonville to Micheal's came home at about 10:30 pm. and just started altering and stamping and cutting and The creativity just kept flowing. I finally went to bed satisfied with my MS's completed package plus a set of cards at about 2:30am. Of courst my children start their midnight wake ups around 4. So I was really tired this morning. But non the less I started again tonight and made 4 tin notebooks (again I cannot post pictures becuase of my missing cable). But be looking for them because I will post pictures soon!! Have a great Day and God bless everybody!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-2400130103722454790?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2400130103722454790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=2400130103722454790' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/2400130103722454790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/2400130103722454790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/01/stampin-and-sleeping.html' title='Stampin and Sleeping'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-5653386987988764890</id><published>2008-01-21T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T12:10:58.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK!!</title><content type='html'>Ok. So I have been MIA for a while. Alot has been going on since the last time that I posted. My family took a trip to Virginia and saw all the old towns there. It was ok. Rained the whole time we were there. But it is kind of a family tradition everyone in the WHOLE family meets somewhere in the middle for a big family reunion. I have been working on my ideas to promote my Stampin' UP! buisness. I think I am going to gear my parties towards baby showers and weddings. All the guests will get to make a certain card and the host will get the cards to hand out (when the baby arrives or as wedding gift thank yous) Who knows at this point I am almost willing to try anything. I am making some really cute cards for my friend Amanda's baby annoucement with the help of my Upline Sara Frawley (the link to her blog is below) and the inspiration of another one of her downline Annette (hope I spelled that right) and here is a picture of it. I used &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;barley banana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;certainly celery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cardstock also &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chocolate chip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very vanillia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I also uses Chocolate chip ribbon and the green striped ribbion I got from wal-mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R5T7el9FiZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/b4DUOh1ruVE/s1600-h/baby+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158023976249035154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R5T7el9FiZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/b4DUOh1ruVE/s320/baby+card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I ended up showing it to a few friends and they LOVE it!!! So that is where I got the idea for doing these parties. Plus they are based of an idea that my aunt Jackie had too.  Anyway... let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-5653386987988764890?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5653386987988764890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=5653386987988764890' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/5653386987988764890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/5653386987988764890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK!!'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zxGSOhviw1E/R5T7el9FiZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/b4DUOh1ruVE/s72-c/baby+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-3262937583213744512</id><published>2007-11-14T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:04:59.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much going on.</title><content type='html'>So lucky me I have been&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; working, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;working&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;working&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Now this is no bad thing except for the fact that I haven't gotten to play with my new stamps yet. *sad face* But I needed the hours. So WooHoo. I work at a church stay and play in the mornings. I don't really care for the job it def. isn't my calling but ya know you've gotta do what you can. and it gives my kids other people to play with. My daughter is at an age now where she is &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; looking for somebody to be friends with. She is so smart we are teaching her how to write her name and she is picking up so quickly. Anyway. I don't really have much to say today, I just didn't want to leave you hanging.  I will hopefully get a chance to play with my stuff this weekend. and I will totally post some pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-3262937583213744512?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3262937583213744512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=3262937583213744512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/3262937583213744512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/3262937583213744512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2007/11/not-much-going-on.html' title='Not much going on.'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4096682271912316839.post-1680024516429879834</id><published>2007-11-07T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T19:30:12.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The start of a new thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Well, here goes. I have never blogged before and so many of my friends do it. I figured that I had to give it a shot. Hmm... Where to start... I am a wife of the most wonderful husband in the world. Jason is my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;physical guide&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;through the walk of life, but most of all my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;  We have been married for 4 years going on 5. Who could have ever imagined? I don't think anybody thought we'd make it past one. But we're still going strong. Not to say that we don't have problems now and again but what married couple doesn't. We're doing great and good news, only 45 years to our 50th anniversery. We are so going to have one. Not many people do anymore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but I believe that God gives us a person to love and to cherish and to have and to hold for a reason. I have two beautiful children Myla(3) and Kaedyn (1). They are the light of my life. I don't know what I would do without them. I am also a Christian. I love God more than anything in the world. He is my love and my friend. I would be so lost without him. I don't think that I could ever imagine being without him. I firmly believe that Jesus died for our sins and rose again 3 days later.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I live by faith, call me crazy but faith is an adventure to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am also a Stampin' Up! demonstrator. (thanks to Sara Frawley) She did the most for me to help me acheive this. and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I LOVE IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have been for about 6 months and I find it the most relaxing and enjoyable thing I do. It kind of give me a break when I need it. Plus my daughter loves it. She loves to stamp with me.  My favorite color is always artichoke and bravo burgandy. I am running out of introduction stuff to write now so I will post a new blog later. Thanks for reading. Plus keep and eye out for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;blog candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;coming soon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4096682271912316839-1680024516429879834?l=godgivenmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1680024516429879834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4096682271912316839&amp;postID=1680024516429879834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/1680024516429879834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4096682271912316839/posts/default/1680024516429879834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godgivenmoments.blogspot.com/2007/11/start-of-new-thing.html' title='The start of a new thing.'/><author><name>Gina Juliet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10035799753869478022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
