tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78917309160750737752024-03-19T07:03:09.379-05:00Faithful FootprintsBriannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12068633642567781108noreply@blogger.comBlogger252125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7891730916075073775.post-53420816811802312572014-05-01T08:30:00.000-05:002014-05-01T08:30:01.511-05:00The End.Hello again! It's been oh so long, and I've missed this passion of mine very dearly.<br />
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With that being said, I'm here to explain. Sort of.<br />
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A lot has gone in in my life as of late...life changing things. Things I can never and will never be the same because of. BIG changes. These changes not only have an effect on this blog, but it changes my every day. It changes where I live, my daily routine, my <i style="font-weight: bold;">life</i>! And again, I'm being vague. #sorrynotsorry.<br />
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It is with a heavy heart that I must confront you all, my dear readers. Whether I know you personally and are dear to me in real life or if we've only conversed via the interwebs, you each mean the world to me! I've come to really love blogging and this space of mine. But with all good things, there comes an end. It hurts me deeply to say that <b>Faithful Footprints</b> will be no more. This space will be no more. I'm moving on. It's <i>time</i> to move on.<br />
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So, what does moving on mean for me? It means a <i style="font-weight: bold;">brand new blog</i>! That's right! Although this blog has seen its end, a new [and improved] blog is up and running, as of yesterday! I'm still working out all of the kinks and it's still a little *under construction*, so bear with me while I figure it all out!<br />
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I'm truly excited to see where this will go and the brighter days that lie ahead. I hope you will all make the transition with me! For privacy concerns and other reasons, I will not be promoting the new blog on here [besides this post]. So, if you have not yet been invited to follow the new space or if you want to check out all of the happenings, including a deeper explanation of what's been going on these past few months, feel free to email me to request the new blog info! I look forward to hearing from you and really have appreciated your loyalty! My readers are the best ever, and I truly hope that you'll stick around...just in a new setting! Again, if you want the info on where I'm headed next, email me at: brileigh12{at}hotmail{dot}com.<br />
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Thanks, you guys! I'll always cherish this space and will miss it terribly, but I know that bigger and better things are on the way. I can't wait to explore it all with you!<br />
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For the last time...<br />
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Briannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12068633642567781108noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7891730916075073775.post-89152553361961650572014-03-11T07:12:00.000-05:002014-03-11T07:12:17.039-05:00Until Next Time...<center style="text-align: left;">
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I know I've been pretty absent in blog world, both posting and reading blogs, and there's a reason behind it. However, I do not feel that I can <i>put it all out there</i> at this time, or any time in the near future. </center>
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I'm also sad to say that I'm going to continue to be absent from this blog for a while - time frame <i>unknown</i>. I've met some amazing people through this blog and I know that we will continue to talk and be friends outside of it for now. It deeply saddens me to step away at this time, but it's necessary. </center>
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I know this is vague, and I'm sorry. It's just necessary at this time and I pray that this season of life will be fulfilling for me and my family and that God's will be done. Speaking of praying, I'm also asking for prayers! Prayers for peace during uncertainty and comfort through pain. Thank you, thank you, <i style="font-weight: bold;">thank you </i>in advance! </center>
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Briannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12068633642567781108noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7891730916075073775.post-75322137359744020042014-02-28T07:16:00.002-06:002014-02-28T07:16:30.847-06:00Amen! It's Friday! <center style="text-align: left;">
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I have to start out by saying that this is DAY 2 of the <a href="http://radiantconference.org/">Radiant Conference</a> and I am so unbelievably excited for what today holds in store for me! Yesterday was the beginning of it all, and for it being only 2 hours last night, I was truly moved! Although it was a long day {working and then hitting up the conference immediately after until 9pm}, it was so worth it! I seriously am so excited to spend today with some great speakers and Godly women ... the entire day! Don't worry, there will be a recap post next week! :) </center>
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Where the heck does time go?! Seriously, tomorrow is MARCH 1ST, and I'm blown away at this. And with that being said, I need to get my butt in gear and focus on a few major things in life that I've had in the works...let's do this! </center>
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I failed. I failed at the Made to Crave bible study... and that's okay. I was pretty excited and moved to join in on the Online Bible Study with <a href="http://proverbs31.org/online-bible-studies/2014/02/28/live-as-an-overcomer/#sthash.TnjqfS3L.dpbs">Proverbs 31</a> six weeks ago, but it wasn't realistic to follow their time frame. I sensed it from the start, but I didn't give up. Well, now it's six weeks later and the end of their study - and I failed. However, I will do this study on my own this summer and reflect on all the blog posts that were shared on Proverbs 31's study blog. I know it's in the cards for me to do, but I want to be able to do it at 100% and give it my full attention. It wasn't fair to only be in halfway. </center>
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IT'S THE WEEKEND! How would this fact <i>not</i> make it on today's top five? :) Praying this weekend brings lots of joy and quality time with loved ones! </center>
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I got a <i>lot</i> of feedback on my <a href="http://brileigh12.blogspot.com/2014/01/a-glimpse-into-parenthood.html" target="_blank">previous post</a> about <b>babies</b>. So, I'm at it again. Mostly, to answer the aging question, "When are y'all going to have kids???" </center>
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"Y'all have been married for over two years now. Aren't y'all thinking of having kids anytime soon? What are you waiting for? When are y'all going to have kids?" </center>
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As <a href="http://brileigh12.blogspot.com/2014/01/a-glimpse-into-parenthood.html" target="_blank">previously mentioned</a>, we do want kids. <b>Just not right now!</b> Seriously, why can't people just accept where you are in your life, whether it be single, married, dating, baby-less, a house full of little ones, loving on a dog/cat, living in a mansion, struggling in an apartment with no white picket fence - <i style="font-weight: bold;">WHO CARES?!</i> Okay okay, that's really a topic for another day {it's coming, don't worry}. </center>
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Why? Let's take a look at the reasons why we're waiting, shall we? It's really why you're here anyway... </center>
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Surprise, surprise {not!}, having a baby costs bookoos of money. I'm talking lots and lots of paper. LOTS! I don't know from personal experience {obviously}, but it's no secret. It starts with the moment you are aware you're pregnant. It's doctor bill after doctor bill, and it's only the <i>beginning</i>. For nine{ish} months, you will attend numerous doctor appointments to check on your baby as well as your own well-being. Fun fact: we're not rolling in the dough. Therefore, we know that we want to be more financially stable before even attempting for children. Before you go rolling your eyes at me {yes, that means you!}, I am completely aware of the fact that no one is <i style="font-weight: bold;">ever</i> able to afford having a baby, and if we wait until we can afford it, it'll never happen. Preach elsewhere, please, as I've already mentioned - I'm aware! But there's a huge difference in being able to <i>afford</i> a baby and being financially <i>stable</i> for a baby to enter into our lives. If you want more details on that, you just let me know. :) </center>
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Marriage is not something that I take lightly {no one should}. I vowed forever with my husband, and by gosh, I'm going to enjoy every minute! Which also means I'm going to truly cherish every single second that it's just 'two' in our family. For those of you thinking, "but it's already been two years..." Yes, it has, but can you ever really have enough time with your spouse? Seriously, Colten and I don't get that much time together {definitely not as much as we'd like}, so we're really not rushing into adding another HUGE and LIFE CHANGING commitment to the mix right now. We want to truly enjoy each other and learn more about each other, which we do every single day. We want to stand by our commitment to stand by each other. That doesn't mean that marriage is out the window once a baby comes into the picture, but I want to be able to experience <i style="font-weight: bold;">life</i> with my husband by my side and be sure that we have 'married memories' that don't involve waking up in the middle of the night to a blood curdling scream from a newborn that only has to poop. Ok? Okay. </center>
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Wait, what? Yes, you read that right. It's not mine or Colten's decision when the right time is for us to have children {if we even can}. We firmly believe that it will happen in God's timing. He holds our future in His hands, and if it shall be, it will be. Colten and I have such a <i>want</i> to one day become parents that we know it will happen one day, one way or another. It may not be easy, but through our current state of 'wanting', we're also learning a lot. Roman's 5:3-5 says: </center>
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God knows what he's doing. He knows better than I could ever imagine. And because of that, <i style="font-weight: bold;">we're waiting</i>. We know that His timing will be impeccable, as with all things, and I will just be content having 'baby fever' until it happens. That doesn't go to say that I will be happy waiting until I'm in my 40's to have a baby, because let's face it, I'm a pretty impatient person. But God knows all of this. It's really nothing new to Him. My patience will definitely be tested during this time of 'waiting', but I know it's what's right. For all involved parties. </center>
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After a <a href="http://brileigh12.blogspot.com/2014/02/nothing.html">rough week</a> last week, I'm happy to announce that Friday night was <i style="font-weight: bold;">exactly</i> what I needed! And it all started with a text... </center>
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I drove to my sister's place and selected her outfit for the evening, and then we accessorized. That in itself was therapeutic! :) As I drove home, I kept a lookout for restaurants that wouldn't be far from the house to head to - we were tired of the same old places: Olive Garden, Chili's, etc. That's when I saw it: the Brick House Tavern & Tap. Hilary looked up the menu online and she had me at 'Drunken Chops'! Colten okay'd the restaurant, and we were off! </center>
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Do you ever just have one of those weeks where although nothing is actually <b>wrong</b>, you just can't shake not feeling 'right' or yourself? That was me. ALL.WEEK.LONG. I felt awful for a few days, and by awful, I mean completely awful, not wanting to move or breathe or do much of anything. And all of this at the same time as I'm feeling completely sorry for myself for having to work two jobs and feel as if life is completely passing me by and that I can't grab ahold of it fast enough. </center>
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And on top of ALL of that, <a href="http://forevernewlywedded.blogspot.com/2014/02/soul-searching.html">my absolute all-time favorite blogger</a> announced this week that she will no longer be blogging as 'full-time' as she has been, which is 100% understandable but has left me in quite a fragile state in which I don't know what to do about... I'm still waiting for her to break the news that she's moving to Texas - we'd be the best BFF's ever...for real! But I'm honestly glad that we've become friends through this blog world and I'm glad she's sticking around, if even for only a few posts a month. She knows I'll be reading! </center>
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The part that really <i>gets me</i> about myself this week is that it's actually been a GREAT week! I, in no way, should be feeling this way <i style="font-weight: bold;">at all</i>. </center>
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+ we did our taxes this week and learned we will be getting money back - hooray! </center>
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+ Colten and I both received things we've been dreaming of for a while now (more on those to come later), which neither of us could have predicted earlier in the week. </center>
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Normally if these things were to happen, I'd be completely giddy and super happy, as for me, it's all about the little things. I need to shoo away the black cloud looming over me. I don't know how I'll do it, but I know it will get done. I know this is a phase that I will get through and that <i style="font-weight: bold;">nothing</i> is really wrong...it's just been a weird week. A week I'm ready to put behind me and move on from. </center>
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What do you mean you don't know? - <b>I don't know.</b> </center>
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What's WRONG?! - <i style="font-weight: bold;">nothing</i>. </center>
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<p dir="ltr">This weekend was one for the books, as my little brother proposed to his girlfriend of 13 years! Colten and I headed to my parents' house on Saturday to help set everything up and to help celebrate that night! It was so sweet and so romantic...let the wedding planning begin! </p>
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<b>one//</b> I've really been having a blast with our <a href="http://brileigh12.blogspot.com/2014/02/14-days-of-love.html">14 Days of Love</a> this Valentine's Day! I'm so glad that I decided to really commit to the challenge on love on my husband selflessly! </center>
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<b>two//</b> #pimpinjoy. I absolutely love the idea behind this movement! March 3rd-7th is pimpin joy week - spread joy wherever you go! For more information on what the heck is going on, go {<a href="http://pimpinjoy.com/index.html">here</a>}. </center>
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<b>four//</b> Sean Lowe {aka <a href="http://brileigh12.blogspot.com/search/label/Bachelor">'the Bachelor' from season 17</a>} gave his testimony this week for I am Second. What is 'I am Second' you ask? Great question! </center>
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<b>five//</b> I discovered the Avocado app this week, browsing random Android apps of course! However, I freakin' love it! And what a better time to discover this app for couples than the week of <i style="font-weight: bold;">love</i>?! I can't think of one. </center>
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I hate/completely despise/loathe/can't stand/am repulsed by/resent even just thinking about what to get/do for Colten for Valentine's Day. Every. Single. Year. He's a typical guy, for the most part. He gets his hands dirty, isn't overly sensitive or romantic, loves playing video games and anything camouflage. </center>
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With that in mind, what the heck do you get for your man for Valentine's Day?! That runs through my mind every year, until now. In doing some actual research and scouring Pinterest, I came across a blog {surprise, surprise right? ;)} that had me at: </center>
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Immediately, I knew I would be doing that this year, so I began on the several daunting tasks that laid ahead of me. I would start on February 1st and the last day would be on the 14th, Valentine's Day. First up: the list. I knew that Colten's love languages are acts of service and physical touch. How do I know? Well, he took the quiz, of course! Yes, there's a quiz. If you don't know what the love languages are, head over <a href="http://www.5lovelanguages.com/" target="_blank">here</a> to check them out! Since Colten tied on these two, I decided to incorporate them both into our 14 Days of Love. </center>
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Instead of just doing little things around the house, I added just a few extra surprises in the mix, such as a movie night! I incorporated the "physical touch" aspect by <i>holding hands</i> during a movie and will surprise him with movie tickets after he opens the card {that's tonight's plan}. I received an email from <a href="http://www.treat.com/">Treat.com</a> that presented an opportunity to personalize my 14 Days of Love even further! I will be able to present the tickets in a personalized card, just for him! I was blown away by the cards from Treat and the ease of creating them! </center>
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Letting go is a hard but necessary part of life. It's <i>healthy</i>. The absolute hardest part of this process for me is actually realizing <i>when</i> it's time to let go, whether it be of a situation, a feeling I'm having, friendships, material things ... I struggle in recognizing the <i style="font-weight: bold;">when</i>. </center>
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A big part of my progress in this area is my faith. Becoming closer with God has allowed me to truly and realistically <i>give it all to Him</i>. This means it's taken care of. Whatever 'it' is, God's got a handle on it. Now, I've known this forever, but as with anything these days, it's way easier said than done. However, I'm really making strides in acting on it, and I feel amazing! </center>
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It's true! Putting this into action each and every day has helped me tremendously! I no longer fret over losing a friendship that I know isn't healthy anymore or getting rid of those clothes I'm never going to wear again. Like I said, it relates to every.single.aspect.of.my.life. For real. </center>
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I'm not saying that I've perfected the act of <i>letting go</i>, but I've definitely come a long way. With that, though, I've still got a long way to go. But I'm proud of the progress I've made and where I am currently. I'm happier because of it. My husband is happier because of it. I stress less. I'm more calm in situations I have no control over. I'm learning to <i style="font-weight: bold;">let go</i>. And it's amazing. </center>
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The really amazing part is when other people notice my overall happiness and the way I deal with something that usually would set me off. Case in point: very recently, Colten discovered his wedding ring was missing. Normally, I would absolutely lose it {and for a second or two, I did...}; I mean, it's your WEDDING RING! But, I calmly helped him look for it, at least until he came to realization that the last time he had it was at work. Ultimately, he concluded that he accidentally threw it away when he took his gloves off at work. {This would've been the time that the <i>old</i> me would've stormed off and yelled something not so nice}. Instead, I took a deep breath and gave him a hug. He was beside himself with losing it, and it was unbelievably obvious how hurt he was. Me blowing up at him wasn't going to help the situation. Instead, I <i style="font-weight: bold;">let go</i> of the anger I felt and told him that I loved him. Yes, he'll never have the ring I gave him when we were married. But does that change the fact that <i>we're married</i> or that <i>we love each other</i>?! Absolutely not. A ring is replaceable - especially if it's not something that's been passed down or anything. And the awesome thing is that I remember exactly where I got it from, and they still have the exact same ring, <b>on sale</b>. So, we will replace it and move on with our lives. He still loves me. He didn't do it on purpose. It was a <i>mistake</i>, and we all make mistakes. Who am I to judge him?! I took a deep breath, didn't obsess over the situation, and I let go. And oh how amazing it felt to not be completely caught up in my feelings of hurt and anger. </center>
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I sent a box to Nicole, whom sadly does not have a blog yet. Key word: yet! ;) I have high hopes that one day she will begin that journey, but until then, take it from me - she's the greatest! She and her husband have a heart for the Lord and a passion for serving others. I'm telling you, this woman is involved in so much! And it all involves her 'giving'. She's truly inspirational, and I've really loved getting to know her! Thank you, Nicole, for being a great Cara Box partner! </center>
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I received a box from Kaysey from <a href="http://thinkingoutcloud.blogspot.com/">Thinking Out Cloud</a>. This momma has a lot goin' on! She has two precious boys and captures her love for them on her blog - so fun. Take a few minutes and go check her out! I've absolutely loved getting to know her over the past few months, and as hectic as the holidays were, she still took the time to respond to my emails and check out my blog! She was so supportive with some personal things I had going on, and I'm truly thankful for her! </center>
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When the employee calculated our plan to upgrade Colten's phone on the next program, we would actually be <i>saving</i> money on our monthly bill. Umm, yes please! The phone plan is calculated differently, as there's not an actual contract, and we had to change our data plan. Before, Colten was grandfathered into the unlimited data plan {which he never let me forget by the way...thanks babe!}. Upgrading with the next program, he would lose that option, which meant we had to go to a shared data plan instead of paying for both of ours separately. Anyway, after a lot of phone jargon and calculations, we were set on Colten's new phone - the <a href="http://www.samsung.com/us/guide-to-galaxy-smart-devices/galaxy-note-3.html?cid=ppc-">Samsung Galaxy Note 3</a>. That's right, <b>he left the iPhone family</b>! </div>
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Okay, let me stop for a moment to just say how amazing the guy that was helping us really was. Seriously. He took his time {obviously, we were there for 3 hours}, but he answered every single one of our questions and recalculated everything several times to make sure the charges were right and that we were getting the best deal possible. Colten got $50 back for his old phone, which went to the cost of the taxes we'd have to pay that day. Other than that, we wouldn't have to pay for any of the phone right then. It would be added in to our monthly bill, which ultimately came out cheaper than what we had been paying - have I said that already? Oops. But it's important, here! :) </div>
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He then calculated what our monthly plan would be if we <i>both</i> upgraded on the next program, and lo and behold, it would be $2 more expensive on our monthly bill, but <i style="font-weight: bold;">still cheaper than what we have been paying month after month</i>. So, long story short, I upgraded as well. But, seeing as I had no intentions of doing so until next month when my 2 year contract was up, I didn't know exactly what phone I wanted. And, playing with Colten's new one, the Android was somewhat appealing. Ultimately, I also left the iPhone family and bought the <a href="http://www.lg.com/us/mobile-phones/gflex?cmpid=sem|mu|lggflex_2014campaign|google&s_kwcid=TC|19453|%2Blg%20g%20flex||S|e|37309340165">LG G Flex</a>! </div>
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There was also a promotion going on {of course...}: if you bought the <a href="https://jawbone.com/speakers/jambox">Jawbone Jambox</a> which usually valued at $199 {umm, no thanks} for $150 {still, no thanks}, you got a phone case & a car charger absolutely free {say what?!}. So, on Colten's upgrade, he got a free otterbox case for his phone AND a car charger, and we paid for the Jambox...pretty good deal! But wait, it gets better! Since I was also upgrading, he ran my phone, and I got $110 back for it! So, when it was all said and done {we only did the jambox promotion once, as we didn't want or need two of them...}, <i><b><u>we paid $118 for two new phones, a jambox, and a car charger - a total value of $1698</u></b></i>. Score! There was also an incentive to pay an additional $5 per month {I think} for the 10GB shared data plan. Now, let's think about this: 10GB for <i>two people</i> and our monthly bill would STILL BE CHEAPER THAN WE HAVE BEEN PAYING?! No.brainer. :) </div>
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Upon leaving AT&T {finally}, we picked up lunch and took it to my sister at work, as promised! We may <strike>or may not</strike> have been <strike>a little</strike> super late...sorry Hil! But, it all worked out fine, and she was pretty entertained for her lunch break! We also got to see where she worked at the hospital, so that was pretty cool! And, it's always good to see my sister, so it was just a win win all the way around! She was also giving us Android lessons, haha! </div>
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Sure, I didn't get as much done around the house as I wanted, but that's okay. I also didn't get as much reading done as I had anticipated for the weekend. But it was so good to not worry about any of that and to just enjoy some quality time with my man and his mom. It doesn't happen too often, so we really just enjoyed the moment and didn't worry about anything else. </center>
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I am a work in progress, and that's okay! I'm learning {slowly} that being obedient takes <i>time</i>. In this study about craving God and not food, it's making me take a long, hard look at myself. Sometimes it's okay, but others, it's hard to examine myself and be truly accepting of where I am currently. Do I want to lose weight? Of course! Is it hard? YES! Am I defined by a number on the scale? <i style="font-weight: bold;">Not anymore</i>. </center>
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How powerful is this?! Instead of being described by just how much I weigh, I'm approaching it differently {or, attempting to...} and am looking at myself based on my obedience to God. Although this is much more satisfying than staring at a number on the scale waiting for it to finally stop climbing, I'm still not happy in being described by this. Why? Let me explain. </center>
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Although I am progressing in my obedience to God, I'm nowhere near where I want to be! That's right, I'm <i>failing</i>. <b>But that's okay.</b> God accepts me exactly where I am in my relationship with Him, and He knows what my future holds. I know that my obedience to Him will in fact become stronger and more sincere. I know that I'm on the right path. It's definitely not a straight line. In fact, there are many, many curves and overlaps on my path to become more obedient, but it's MY journey, and I couldn't be more proud of where I am! </center>
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I don't plan on making huge life changes here. I believe it's about the little things. I will have my Bible and study tools {devotionals, journal, etc.} with me every day, no matter where I go. Out of sight, out of mind, right? Well, by keeping these things with me, I will be constantly reminded to just take a few minutes for God. I know this will help, because it has before. Right now, it's all about consistency, which will take some time but will definitely cause a change in my lifestyle to become more obedient. </center>
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I will be setting an alarm on my phone to remind me to pray and/or study Scripture. Again, it's a reminder that this needs to be done, and until it becomes second nature, I know that this is another useful tool to aid in my journey of obedience. Because a journey it will definitely be. </center>
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These are just three things that I have already slowly begun to incorporate into my daily routine. These are by no means a huge change or life adjustment. They are small and very doable because I'm all about realistic expectations and realistic changes. Why? Because I know myself, and I know that if I have unrealistic goals such as waking up an hour early every day to devote to Scripture or devoting certain days/hours to it, I know that I will fail. I know myself, and I know that all too often, I choose other things/people instead of choosing to be obedient to God. And why would I want to set myself up for failure?! </center>
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My heart, too, is rebellious. Like I said, I choose material, temporary things instead of being engrossed in Scripture and study. I make up excuses, such as, "I'll get to it later." or "Right after this show." But God feels my love for Him most when I'm <i>obedient</i>. So, I'm working on it. It may take a few months to be on the track I'd really like to be on, or it may be a few years. However long it takes, I know the journey will be well worth it and that I'll eventually be satisfied with my obedience to our Savior. I'm going to be delighted in my obedience to the Lord. </center>
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I encourage others to do the same. Be realistic and take baby steps. God accepts you right where you are, but you have to be willing to put in the time and effort, no matter how big or small, to become obedient in Him. It doesn't take much, but it takes <i>something</i>. </center>
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Briannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12068633642567781108noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7891730916075073775.post-35610476606733250052014-02-04T07:00:00.000-06:002014-02-04T07:00:05.637-06:00Redeeming Love: A Review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is a retelling of the story of Gomer and Hosea, one which portrays God's unconditional, redemptive, and all-consuming love. Set in California's gold country in 1850, this book has resonated with me. I knew nothing of the book besides these things, and then I dove into it. </center>
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Sarah's father despised her - as in, he wished she were never born, seeing as he impregnated his <i>mistress</i> and then wanted nothing to do with the child. He also broke Sarah's mother's heart, for all she wanted was his love. He was <b>everything</b> to her, and to him, she was a good time at most. Sarah longed for her father to <i>want</i> her, but loved her, he did not. He couldn't, wouldn't - he never did. I couldn't even begin to imagine such an existence from the beginning. All this young child wanted was to play with her daddy and sit on his lap, listening to him tell her a story. </center>
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After her mother's passing, Sarah was sold into prostitution, at the young age of eight years old. She had witnessed murder and did things no one should ever have to do, no matter their age. There, she was branded <i style="font-weight: bold;">Angel</i>, of which she would remain. She ran away to California and was taken under the wing of a woman who went by 'Duchess'. Angel was the best in the prostitution business, and men paid a pretty penny to see her. Everyone knew who she was. Heads turned when she walked down the street. </center>
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A local farmer named Michael then entered the picture. He tried multiple times to get Angel to leave with him and marry him, but she would not hear of it. That is, until her bodyguard beat her within an inch of her life, and Michael saved her. She agreed to marry him while in and out of consciousness, and before she knew it, she was a farmer's wife. </center>
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Angel did her part to earn her keep at their single-room cabin, but she laughed at Michael when he expressed his love for her. How could a man that knew nothing of her past love her so much? But God told Michael that she was the one for him, and he persisted. With Michael's best interest in mind, Angel ran away several times, but Michael continually went after her and brought her home each time. She convinced herself that she was no good for him - he was strong, independent, loving, caring, warm, and faithful. She was a prostitute and would not see herself as anything but. </center>
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This kept up until the final time she ran away. She grew to love Michael so deeply and finally knew what <i>true love</i> was. But she could not bear children, which she knew Michael wanted so deeply. Upon hearing this news, Michael reassured Angel that it was okay - they would be okay. But Angel sacrificed her happiness and left so that Michael could find a more suitable wife to bear his children. She came into some good fortune by the grace of God and became part of the church, something she told Michael would never happen - she often would scoff at Michael for reading from the Bible every night. </center>
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I flew through this book pretty fast, as the story line really flows and is quick to absorb. I honestly had a hard time reading the first part because it truly shows you the life that Angel was living as a prostitute. As the story unfolds, her past is revealed more and more, and the reader learns of the awful things she had done in her past, not because she wanted to, but because she was forced to. She wasn't raised with loving parents that cared about her, so she didn't know what being loved really felt like. This broke my heart. I couldn't relate to Angel on a personal level, but I sympathized for her. It really opened my eyes to prostitution - not that I am oblivious to it, but reading about it at such a depth really mesmerized me. It was awful. </center>
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My heart broke on more than one occasion throughout the book, for several different reasons. But knowing it was a book about God's redeeming and unconditional love, I also knew that it just <i>had</i> to have a happy ending, and it didn't disappoint. This book was so amazing from cover to cover, and it never lulled. I was anxious to find out more as the pages flipped on, and I didn't once wish it would just end. It's such a great read and I definitely recommend it! </center>
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<i>500 miles</i>. Now do you understand why I wanted so badly for Monday to roll around? I just want <i>normal</i> back! Is that too much to ask for? I think not! But, I do admit that we really had a great time with so much family and friends! </center>
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When we left for the 3 hour drive, it was 78 degrees and sunshine! Seriously perfect weather for a road trip! We visited with Colten's friend, who we hadn't seen in months, and ate delicious ribs. What more could you ask for, really? Oh wait, there was vomiting involved - on Colten's part. Someone got a bit drunk and mixed just a few too many alcoholic beverages - variety is not your friend, sir. He really should know better. Serves him right, as I slept right through it all! </div>
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Saturday night, we said our goodbyes to his family and got back on the road for another 2 1/2 hour drive to my parents' house. See? Isn't this fun? Living out of a car for the weekend? Blech. No thank you! I didn't enjoy being in the car for that long, as I'm not one to like confined spaces for such long periods of time, but I truly did enjoy the time with family and friends, so it was definitely worth it. It helps that we don't do it too often, so I really shouldn't complain...but this is my blog, and I wouldn't be true to it if there was <i>zero</i> complaining :). </div>
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Now, where were we? Oh yes. On the road. Again. It was about 8:30pm when we headed out, and Colten so very sweetly volunteered to drive. Y'all, he drove for the entire trip this weekend! I'm so blessed (because I got to sleep)! Once we entered Rockport, the flashing lights blinded us. Yep, we got stopped by the county sheriff. One of the headlights on my car went out and we hadn't had a chance to fix it. Thankfully, he only gave us a warning and told us to fix it as soon as possible. Yes sir! So, we went on our merry way and continued our trek to the 'burg. I fell asleep and Colten did great just driving along. Until the flashing lights blinded us. Again. Y'all, we got stopped <i style="font-weight: bold;">twice</i> for the same reason in two different towns on the same drive! Halletsville PD pulled us over for our broken headlight and thankfully also only gave us a warning - and told us to get it fixed. By this second stop, it was 11:00pm. There was absolutely no way to get it fixed at this time of night. Therefore, we accepted the warning and went about our merry way for the 20 more minutes to my parents' house. </div>
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Colten is not good with directions. He remembers roads and routes and things pretty well, but he just doesn't do directions. However, he followed them pretty well for being so late at night and being tired! We were on one of the backroads and oh so close to 'home' for the night when I saw them: 6 wild hogs running across the road, <i>right in front of us</i>. My heart caught in my throat and I was filled with dread. We were going too fast to stop in time to miss them. There were so many of them. It was late. We were tired. <i>Please, God, place your guiding hand upon us and give us a miracle to not total our car by hitting a wild hog. Please. </i>I begged and pleaded in those few seconds that I had. </div>
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And a miracle we got! Thank God that we did not hit them. I don't know how Colten managed to miss every single one of them, but he did! I started crying - I don't know if it was from exhaustion or from the adrenaline that had been pumping through my body each and every time a cop pulled us over that night, but I was a mess! It wasn't like full-on ugly crying, but I was just ready to be home for the night and to sleep. We arrived at my parents' house around 11:30pm, and I went straight to bed. And I slept. </div>
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We stayed at my parents' house for the Super Bowl game - which honestly wasn't much of a 'game'. I'm not an avid football follower, but for some reason, I was inclined to watch the game. Now, I have sort of an issue, here. Following Facebook statuses, so many people were accusing not only me, but others as well as jumping on the Seahawks bandwagon. I want to clear that up, mostly for my own sake to justify my position. It's the SUPER BOWL. There are only two teams playing. Whether or not I am a fan of a specific team, one must root for one team or the other. <i>There are only two teams playing</i>. What other option is there?! Yes, I was rooting for the Seahawks <b>from the beginning</b>, because they were the underdog and it was their first time to the 'big game'. Ever. Was I jumping on the Seahawks bandwagon? I don't think so. I was simply rooting for one of the teams I was currently watching that day. Simple as that. Got it? Kay, thanks! It's not my fault the Broncos decided to stay in bed and not participate! :) </div>
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Overall, I'm so excited to have had such a wonderful weekend with my husband and our families. It was worth all the time on the road! But, I was honestly so happy to be home and to see Ace after being gone for the weekend! I missed him so much. I think he missed us too. :) And a <i style="font-weight: bold;">huge</i> thanks to my sister for checking in on him while we were gone! It truly means a lot - thanks sis! Love you!! </div>
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Not only in my life, but in the lives of my family members, co-workers, and work in general. Not to mention fellow bloggers - what the heck is up with this week?! Man! I'm just glad to have survived - only, it's not over yet. :( </center>
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This study is all about satisfying your deepest desire with God, not food. I turn to food on so many occasions, it's pretty much ridiculous. I'll almost never turn down food when it's offered {unless it's spicy and/or contains cilantro}. I'm an <i>emotional eater</i>, but along with 40,000+ other women, I'm <i><b>determined</b></i> to crave <u>God</u> instead of food. </center>
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I haven't been doing too well with this study. There, I said it. I've found that it's been difficult to keep up with, but mostly because there is so much else going on, and the time that I want to devote to it just isn't there. There's always something else to do or that needs to be done. But I'm not letting that get me down. I'm <i>determined</i> to break free from the cycle I've created for myself and not only catch up on this study, but spend the necessary time to relish in what I'm reading. #determination</center>
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Determination also played a key role in other areas of my life this week, not only with this study. I have several other commitments that I've been giving excuses for not keeping up with, but this week, I've been <i>determined</i> to change that. I'm OVERRULING my excuses. No more, "I'll do it tomorrow." No more, "It doesn't matter when it gets done." No more. #determination </center>
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I'm also <i>determined</i> to be more organized in my life - to really use my planner and feel more at peace that I know what all is going on and when things need to be done. Working two jobs, plus overtime has really spread me thin, so being organized is truly going to help every single day. #determination</center>
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As always, Colten has been so unbelievably amazing through all of my long nights, tired fights, and all around lack of energy to do anything but eat and sleep. I'm <i>determined</i> to not only manage my work schedule better {B12 is my hero}, but to also make time for my husband. Whether he needs me to just help around the house more or to listen to how his day went, I'm <i>determined</i> to be there for him and be a better wife. #determination</center>
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I'm also really trying to focus on <i>myself</i>. As important as it is to be there as a wife, daughter, sister, friend, it's more important to not lose myself in the process. I'm <i>determined</i> to take the time I need to make myself better mentally, physically, and spiritually. If I need to recharge, I'll do it and not feel guilty for taking that time for myself. That doesn't mean I have to neglect my loved ones, but I can do both, and <i style="font-weight: bold;">I will</i>. :) #determination</center>
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Most importantly, I'm <i>determined</i> to deepen my faith and better my relationship with the Lord. I've steadily gotten better at studying Scripture and attending mass on Sundays, but I know there is much more that I can and will do. God has great plans for me, and I plan to live according to His will, wherever the path may lead. #determination</center>
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This picture sums up what I think about Haley - she's hilarious, y'all! She's one of my regular commenters, and I always look forward to her quirky and hilarious take on my post for the day. She's also super sweet and encouraging! No matter what I'm going through or facing, she always brightens my day with some quick words of wisdom. She's also a new momma to a gorgeous daughter, Alina. Check out what their names mean, <a href="http://haleyspace.blogspot.com/2014/01/the-name-game.html" target="_blank">here</a>. </center>
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Isn't Alina just precious?! Like mother like daughter, wouldn't you agree? ;) Just look at the resemblance in these two pictures!</center>
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Also, Haley's husband is equally hilarious, and I can only imagine that they get into the funniest situations! That's one entertaining couple! Haley does a series on her blog called, Crazy Shit Rob Does! I absolutely love this series and look forward to the things that he gets into! Check out what he's been into recently...<a href="http://haleyspace.blogspot.com/2014/01/crazy-shit-rob-does-chapter-three.html" target="_blank">here</a>. You won't regret checking it out. Funny, funny stuff. </center>
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Haley is also on a mission...yep, Mission Hot Bod. She's attempting {and succeeding} to get back to the best shape of her life, post baby, and she's such an inspiration. She posts weekly updates and thinks no one reads them or cares, but she's wrong! She had a <a href="http://haleyspace.blogspot.com/2014/01/mhb-week-nine-shaky.html" target="_blank">shaky week</a> this past week, but she's doing such an amazing job and I'm pretty proud of her! You go, girl! </center>
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So, today, I just wanted to encourage Haley and lift her up. She has a lot going on in her life, and she's doing so well balancing everything! She's truly a refreshing soul and I look forward to continuing getting to know her and her sweet family! Go show them some love, y'all! </center>
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Briannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12068633642567781108noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7891730916075073775.post-43083630118895760512014-01-27T07:16:00.000-06:002014-01-27T07:16:00.169-06:00Wintry Mix.<center style="text-align: left;">
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Friday was considered a 'snow day' here in Austin due to <i>inclement weather</i>. It basically meant that last week was only a three-day work week (score!) and we had another three-day weekend (double score!)! </center>
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And a wintry mix it was! Some parts of Texas received a bit of snow, while others mostly got ice. Austin had a mix of both, which didn't last long at all. As you can see in the picture above, only parts of the ground have white stuff on it, while others were just crunchy due to the ice. Ace hated it. Poor guy - he was so cold! He's cold-natured anyway, so the ice on his little paws was over the top for him. He definitely didn't push to go outside more than he absolutely had to all day! </div>
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The absolute best recap of this <i>event</i> can be found over at Austin Republic. Check it out <a href="http://republicofaustin.com/2014/01/24/8-horrifying-photos-of-austins-snow-day-snowpocalypse-2014/" target="_blank">here</a>. Seriously, you won't be sorry! </div>
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<i>I have joined over 40,000 other women in the current Online Bible Study, Made to Crave. It is a six-week journey via <a href="http://proverbs31.org/online-bible-studies/current-study/" target="_blank">Proverbs 31 Ministries</a> in which you devote time and energy to studying about God, deepening your faith, and quite possibly changing your life. Head over to <a href="http://proverbs31.org/" target="_blank">Proverbs 31</a> to find out more. It's also not too late to sign up, if you're interested. </i></center>
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I'm <i>empowered</i> to make a lifestyle change, and truly strive to crave God more than material things that will never last. </center>
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It's a raging battle, to continually fight against worldly cravings. But it's a battle that I will not stop fighting. It's a battle that I am fighting, along with the other 40,000+ women in this study. It's a battle that is <i>worth</i> fighting for. Will you fight? </center>
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Colten and I want kids, but when the time is right for us {which in our opinion, isn't right now}. We are focusing on other things that are important to us right now in the stage of our lives we're in. Vague enough? Good. :) </center>
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With that being said, we have baby fever! We know it's best to wait {and wait we will} and we also know that God already has it all planned out, if we are meant to be parents. Regardless, it seems like all of our friends are pregnant and popping out babies! Ahhhh! And with social media, it's plastered in my face every single day! I'm unbelievably happy for all of our friends and wish the best for all the parents/parents to be! It's so exciting! But with that, Colten and I are content on waiting for <i>our </i>time. </center>
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We had the opportunity recently for a glimpse into parenthood. As in, we were completely responsible for human lives that depended on us. <i>Whoa.</i> I was never into the babysitting business and didn't watch other people's children for any period of time on my own, for no other reason than I just didn't. </center>
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With that being said, Colten and I kept two of our cousins for a few days at our place. I admit, I was nervous! They were not in their home with all of their things, how was I supposed to keep them occupied and to where they weren't bored out of their everloving minds?! What would we DO with them all day? I like to be lazy, but these girls are so energetic! We don't have a backyard ... what will we do?! They're also probably pretty picky when it comes to their food...what would we feed them? Would they be miserable the entire time? I mean, it was for two nights and two days! </center>
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Now, it wasn't a glimpse into taking care of a completely helpless baby, as they are 8 and 12 years old. They can do things on their own. </center>
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Like cooking supper {they even shredded the cheese with a potato peeler because their cousin does not own a cheese grater...}.</center>
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And posing with random things in the store! </div>
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They also can buy things on their own, like a giant duck to add to their ever-growing barnyard in their room! </div>
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And holding hands crossing the gigantic parking lot and standing still long enough to capture our shadows.</div>
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And playing fruit ninja until their little arms felt like falling off...</div>
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And talking Colten and I into taking them to JumpStreet! </div>
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Hilary met us there, and we captured this gem mid-air. =) </div>
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Colten was in heaven, y'all! He is a kid at heart, and he's so endearing to watch around children. I know he'll make a great father some day! But that day, he was giant cheeto! We could always spot him, bahahaha! </div>
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Overall, it was a great experience! Thanks, Kim, for allowing us to be responsible for your children! I hope they aren't too scarred... ;). We had a blast, and I know the girls did too! I also know they were ready to go home to their mom and dad and their friends. </div>
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+ Our children are going to be oh so loved! Not only by us, but by their aunt and uncle and grandparents as well! Hilary came out and joined us at JumpStreet after work and an appointment. We all had a blast! We even introduced Kyra and Maeve to the fabulousness of Olive Garden! Can you believe they didn't even know what it was?! Oh my goodness...they know, now!</div>
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So, this past weekend has been fabulous! It was also much needed after two weeks of overtime and two jobs! Woweeee was I tired! </div>
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I enjoyed time with Colten, even if all we were doing was watching a tv show or eating supper. I took down our Christmas decorations - finally! Our home is now prepared for the upcoming month of <i>love</i> ;) {more on that to come later}. I went with Colten and my siblings to a nearby 'park', which resulted in lots of laugh and great quality time together. It also resulted in all of us inviting ourselves over to Hil's apartment for supper :). Thanks sis!! </div>
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I also may or may not have watched an entire season of Betrayal in only two days. #sorrynotsorry. I've had it sitting on my DVR since it first aired back in October, and I finally decided to see what it was about, and I loved it! Obviously, otherwise I wouldn't have watched the entire season. Luckily for me, the season finale aired on Sunday night, so it was pretty much perfect timing! Yesterday also may or may not have included an accidental nap, which was glorious! Is that even a thing? Yes, yes it is. </div>
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It's a challenge that was created by Gaby from <a href="http://anothergirlyblg.blogspot.co.uk/" target="_blank">Another Girly Blog</a> to challenge bloggers to write about things they normally wouldn't write about. You'll see the button pictured above on my sidebar for the year as well :).</center>
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Is that enough of a disclaimer? I hope so :). I am not, by any means imaginable, a beauty blogger. I don't buy random products to try out momentarily. I don't claim to know what works for specific skin types. I am not on the up and up of the latest beauty trends, do's, don't's, or otherwise. Get the picture? </center>
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I use this cleanser on the daily - every morning and sometimes even at night if my face is still feeling dirty and/or oily. I have sensitive skin, and this stuff works wonders! It always leaves me feeling fresh and clean to begin my day {and sometimes end it}. I've searched high and low {okay, not <i>really</i>} for a good, daily cleanser, and this has been my go-to as of late! And I won't be changing anytime soon. I grab this from the local H-E-B for around $6-$7. </center>
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I use these for removing makeup at the end of the day, prior to washing my face and using the daily cleanser {if I feel like it that night}. They are very gentle on your skin, and it removes makeup pretty well! There is no alcohol, no oil, and it's hypoallergenic. Basically, two thumbs up! Surprise, surprise, these are also found at H-E-B and run about $5-$6. I can usually hold out and stock up when a $2 coupon is available! </center>
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I have rosacea. Ugh, I truly hate that word! For many years, I didn't know it was a 'condition' and thought my face was just red all of the time. Unbeknownst to me, it runs in my family and is definitely a <i>condition</i>. That's a story for another day. However, I recently went to my doctor and was prescribed metrogel. This stuff is PRICEY and is <i>not</i> over the counter. You must see your physician to get your hands on this stuff. I'm still in what I'm calling the <b>testing</b> <b>stage</b> of this medication, but so far I'm having pretty good results! The only downside to this {other than the price...even WITH insurance!} is that it's a gel and must be applied before your makeup, which means you also have to allow time for it to dry completely prior to applying anything else. Y'all, that means I have to wake up even earlier {woe is me, I know!} than usual! *sigh* It's worth it though :). I also need to get better at applying this daily, as directed, as it lasts about a month and a half. </center>
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So, there ya have it! The nitty gritty on my daily skincare routine. Nothing super secret or super special. I find that this routine works best for me and I've been very pleased so far! Please keep in mind that these products don't work for everyone - they're just what I'm loving right now! </center>
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Today, I'm choosing to spread some positivity in the blog world, and <a href="http://www.aslanadventure.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Casey</a>'s linkup is just the place to do it! Every Wednesday, this linkup is live, to spread encouragement, hope, and positivity to fellow bloggers! </center>
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First up is <a href="http://amoderngrace.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Patty</a> over at <a href="http://amoderngrace.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">A Modern Grace</a>. This girl has a passion for God, crafts, and food, some of my favorite things! She recently shared her growing <a href="http://amoderngrace.blogspot.com/2014/01/why-i-hate-shopping-malls.html" target="_blank">hatred for shopping malls</a>, and I couldn't agree more! I've loved getting to know this inspiring woman through her blog and look forward to all of the trials and tribulations her and her husband will face with faith this year! She's choosing to <i style="font-weight: bold;">focus</i> more this year...check out more about that <a href="http://amoderngrace.blogspot.com/2014/01/one-little-word-2014.html" target="_blank">here</a>. I find that I can always turn to Ms. Patty's blog for encouragement and hope {in humanity}. Go show her some love! </center>
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Who cares if my Christmas stuff is still up? The Christmas season only just ended <i>yesterday</i>, as we celebrated Jesus's baptism in the Jordan. I honestly loved walking into church and seeing the Christmas trees and poinsettias still up everywhere. My heart was overjoyed, and I enjoyed the services that much more, singing <i>Hark! The Harold Angels Sing</i> and <i>Angels We Have Heard on High</i>. </center>
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