<?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-20744484</id><updated>2012-01-27T04:09:47.265-05:00</updated><category term='Handmade Christmas'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='summer'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='children'/><category term='ice cream'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='love'/><category term='Sadie'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='kids'/><category term='family'/><title type='text'>" Sweet Sadie Marie "</title><subtitle type='html'>Living life with Humor and grace</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>439</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-7095509067547489657</id><published>2012-01-25T22:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T22:57:10.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tide COLDWATER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started washing  our laundry in cold water shortly after I got married. I'd like to take the credit... but really it was my husband's idea. For 10 years we have been washing laundry in  cold.   Recently,  I was thrilled to learn that Tide made a liquid laundry detergent just for us .... Tide Coldwater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is what is so amazing about this laundry detergent&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     *It is formulated to get clothes clean when they are washed in cold water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*By washing in cold, you conserve energy and save money on your utilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Washing in cold water WILL get your clothes clean!  And it will save you money!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tide Coldwater will help....   What's not to love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do YOU wash in cold water?  Take the Tide COLDWATER Challenge with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shespeaks.com/Tide-Coldwater-Review" target="_blank" _fcksavedurl="http://www.shespeaks.com/Tide-Coldwater-Review"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hspace="10px" alt="SheSpeaksbutton" src="http://www.shespeaks.com/pages/img/Tide_badge300x250_1205_12052011113314.png" width="300" height="250" _fcksavedurl="http://www.shespeaks.com/pages/img/Tide_badge300x250_1205_12052011113314.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All thoughts and opinions are my own.  I enjoy the campaigns I work on with She Speaks! For this blog post I received Tide Coldwater and a gift card from SheSpeaks/Tide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-7095509067547489657?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/7095509067547489657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=7095509067547489657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7095509067547489657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7095509067547489657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2012/01/tide-coldwater.html' title='Tide COLDWATER'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8869326381138156742</id><published>2012-01-23T12:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T12:33:34.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our visit to the Titanic Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nU0IV-EWB64" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thrilled to be a Titanic Mom Blogger.  All opinions are our own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No money has exchanged hands however, we were gifted with day passes to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the Titanic Museum in Pigeon Forge.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8869326381138156742?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8869326381138156742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8869326381138156742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8869326381138156742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8869326381138156742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-visit-to-titanic-museum.html' title='Our visit to the Titanic Museum'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nU0IV-EWB64/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-5026701569169411388</id><published>2012-01-06T23:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T23:22:49.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Things YOU Should Know About My Scale</title><content type='html'>1)  It once said a much smaller number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  Because our minds &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;deceive&lt;/span&gt; us, I still think I look like I did when that number was smaller.  In fact, inside my thoughts, I am *thin*.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  My scale daily reminds me that I am not *thin*.  It stares me straight in the face and lets me know there is an issue.  And I have faced this battle for years.  And I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The truth behind the scale is this..... weight has more to do with internal issues than actual eating issues.  People eat to celebrate, to hide pain, and to bury the past.  Food can serve as a best friend,  a crutch, a temporary &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;band aid&lt;/span&gt;, and your worst enemy.   When really, it's just fuel for your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)  When I step on the scale, I remind her that I am a work in progress.  I WANT to be healthy.  I WANT to be a role model.  I WANT to wear cute clothes.  I WANT to win this battle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-5026701569169411388?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/5026701569169411388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=5026701569169411388' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5026701569169411388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5026701569169411388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2012/01/5-things-you-should-know-about-my-scale.html' title='5 Things YOU Should Know About My Scale'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8250352126662986384</id><published>2012-01-03T21:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:40:04.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wdnv_22lyzM/TwPHe15pCCI/AAAAAAAABRs/doqIN22RRjM/s1600/December2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 428px; height: 410px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693613686605285410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wdnv_22lyzM/TwPHe15pCCI/AAAAAAAABRs/doqIN22RRjM/s400/December2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls have been out of school almost two weeks.  We have had many adventures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sadie is learning how to get dressed all by herself.  It's a blessing ..and a process.  If you happen to stop by and she's half naked, this is probably why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) We had a great Christmas.... the girls loved the play kitchen (purchased this summer at a yard sale) and their other gifts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) December 26&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caris&lt;/span&gt; realizes she has 2 loose teeth side by side.  The next day, they both fall out.  ** This first visit from the tooth fairy ended up being costly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Sadie turns 5.  Boy, did we celebrate!  The "Jumpy thing" at the mall and then Chuck E Cheese.  She has an obsession with green race cars and flowers...so, they appeared on her cake.  She was thrilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy New Year!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8250352126662986384?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8250352126662986384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8250352126662986384' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8250352126662986384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8250352126662986384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-vacation.html' title='Christmas Vacation'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wdnv_22lyzM/TwPHe15pCCI/AAAAAAAABRs/doqIN22RRjM/s72-c/December2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-6200805554656983611</id><published>2011-12-27T22:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T23:06:21.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drive Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today I ran some errands.  The market and the gas station.  I turned into the driveway, and put the car in park.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drove 2.4 miles.  2.4 miles.... and I didn't remember any of it.  I didn't wave at a single person, took no mental notes, and was purely on autopilot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all made me think ... how often do I live life this way?  I think too often... but my desire is to live purposefully.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="lucida grande"&gt;I want to live life on purpose.&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to notice the details... dance for no reason... and remember it all.    Not just here ~ in this space.  I want the corners of my mind (where the cobwebs dwell) to be bursting with colorful memories and moments of life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-6200805554656983611?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/6200805554656983611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=6200805554656983611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6200805554656983611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6200805554656983611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/12/drive-home.html' title='The Drive Home'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8272590129531725333</id><published>2011-12-19T20:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T20:50:43.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tale of a Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4y8OWy3rjQ/Tu_nlbjoPJI/AAAAAAAABRU/Zs1VQtwrmAY/s1600/Lexi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 316px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688019484630596754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4y8OWy3rjQ/Tu_nlbjoPJI/AAAAAAAABRU/Zs1VQtwrmAY/s400/Lexi1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day she left..... we cried in our lasagna.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lexi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved her from day one.  So did the girls.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She grew on my husband.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even he cried.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lexi was wild.  She was all puppy.  She was also a biter.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had to say goodbye.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It still stinks.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_4mqw0_KbI/Tu_oS40zVLI/AAAAAAAABRg/_98uOW42hog/s1600/Lexi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688020265581368498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L_4mqw0_KbI/Tu_oS40zVLI/AAAAAAAABRg/_98uOW42hog/s400/Lexi2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a month.  A long month..... and just last week, in the midst of Christmas carols and busyness... we were gifted with Tazz (a post soon to come).   My girls love him... he's sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you a dog lover? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;{p.s. You know I love you.   I included a picture  sporting a double chin and tears.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8272590129531725333?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8272590129531725333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8272590129531725333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8272590129531725333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8272590129531725333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/12/tale-of-dog_19.html' title='The Tale of a Dog'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4y8OWy3rjQ/Tu_nlbjoPJI/AAAAAAAABRU/Zs1VQtwrmAY/s72-c/Lexi1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-5852142758062988355</id><published>2011-12-09T21:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T21:44:15.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wine.... it's the best gift to give!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4Q_s2vDSic/TuLFhhgWd9I/AAAAAAAABRI/gFMOIHCYEgw/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684322859415402450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4Q_s2vDSic/TuLFhhgWd9I/AAAAAAAABRI/gFMOIHCYEgw/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love The &lt;a href="http://cawineclub.com"&gt;California Wine Club!&lt;/a&gt;  I know, I've posted about it before. But really, who doesn't love the gift of wine? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Christmas right around the corner, wine is the gift that fits all sizes and personalities!  Plus, with a 3 month or year long membership, it is the gift that keeps on giving! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to use this wine to toast our Christmas celebrations! And I hope the same for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The California Wine Club would like to gift you with a discount...so you can gift that special someone!  A 10% discount will be given on every gift order you place.  Just enter this promo code: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sweetsadie&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&lt;em&lt;em&gt;******************************************************&lt;/div&lt;em&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can keep up to date with all things wine by following The California&lt;br /&gt;Wine Club on Twitter @&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cawineclub&lt;/span&gt; or @&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;boringwineguy&lt;/span&gt;. They can also be found on Face&lt;br /&gt;Book (The California Wine Club and The Boring Wine Guy) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The California Wine Company&lt;br /&gt;has gifted me with 3 months of amazing wine (Premier Club gift membership).&lt;br /&gt;There was no monetary compensation for this review. My thoughts and opinions are&lt;br /&gt;strictly my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-5852142758062988355?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/5852142758062988355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=5852142758062988355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5852142758062988355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5852142758062988355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/12/wine-its-best-gift-to-give.html' title='Wine.... it&apos;s the best gift to give!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4Q_s2vDSic/TuLFhhgWd9I/AAAAAAAABRI/gFMOIHCYEgw/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8526938247575948574</id><published>2011-12-09T21:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T21:33:04.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thanks for your love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for trusting me with the details... knowing I will pray.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for loving me through the mess.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8526938247575948574?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8526938247575948574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8526938247575948574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8526938247575948574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8526938247575948574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank you.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-1028724575317949634</id><published>2011-12-06T21:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:06:47.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Wrong With ME?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;November was a hard month.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going to give it to you straight.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The devil worked over time on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A combination of events and lies from the devil  held me captive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started questioning everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;W&lt;em&gt;hat am I doing? Is it all worth it?  What's wrong with me?  Will I make it through all of this?  Should I wash my hands of it all and start over?  What if .....  What if.... What if.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you found yourself there?&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw myself into prayer.  I got busy helping where I could ... and reading about God's love for me.     I stopped comparing my life to a life I've felt robbed of.  I started looking lies in the face and defending the truth.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HARD stuff.  Right?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I include it here... in my space... because YOU are part of my story.  We do life TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are in a tough place.... I want to pray you through it.  I want to love you through it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Email me (&lt;a href="mailto:sweetsadiemarie@hotmail.com"&gt;sweetsadiemarie@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;) or comment below.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll hold your hand... and remind you of God's grace.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/20744484-1028724575317949634?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/1028724575317949634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=1028724575317949634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1028724575317949634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1028724575317949634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/12/whats-wrong-with-me.html' title='What&apos;s Wrong With ME?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3663144914268394024</id><published>2011-11-23T11:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T12:22:07.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caris&lt;/span&gt; has never been a sleeper.  In fact, when she was a baby, she often held "crying parties" at 3 am.  It was definitely a party... and Chris and I were crying too.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have never really planned to shop on "Black Friday".  My plan has always been to be in my cozy, warm bed... dreaming of Christmas trees and the birth of the season.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caris&lt;/span&gt;' sleeping schedule has invited the early hours of Black Friday into my life..and I have taken advantage of them!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first Black Friday, she sounded out the alarm at 3 am.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knowing this was a wake up call, Chris and I dressed in the dark.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We bundled up and got into the car.  I was so tired I could have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;propped&lt;/span&gt; my eyelids open with toothpicks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris was in the market for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hydraulic&lt;/span&gt; jack.  I was in the market for sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caris&lt;/span&gt; was in the market for motion.... and as long as we kept moving she was happy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sears opened at 6.  We bought the jack.  We laughed at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt; and at the fact that we were in desperate need of sleep.  We toasted the morning (and our new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hydraulic&lt;/span&gt; jack) with breakfast at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ihop&lt;/span&gt;.  That cold morning will forever be etched in my memory  and looking back, it makes me smile.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still shop on Black Friday.  However, I do most of it from my computer.  Looking for this year's online ads?  Go here....  &lt;a href="http://www.blackfriday2011.com/ads"&gt;Black Friday ads&lt;/a&gt; .  You won't be disappointed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do YOU shop on Black Friday?   What's the best purchase you've made?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This post is sponsored by the coupon and deals experts at &lt;a href="http://www.blackfriday2011.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.BlackFriday2011.com&lt;/a&gt;. Visit their site to browse the latest &lt;a href="http://www.blackfriday2011.com/ads" target="_blank"&gt;Black Friday Ads&lt;/a&gt; and find the best holiday savings at top stores, including &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lowes&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.blackfriday2011.com/ads/target-black-friday-ads" target="_blank"&gt;Target Black Friday 2011 deals&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-3663144914268394024?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3663144914268394024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3663144914268394024' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3663144914268394024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3663144914268394024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8128924560536880693</id><published>2011-11-20T22:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T23:03:17.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pPOBH5FL-lw/TsnGxE1Uz5I/AAAAAAAABQk/2mGJkYMjyL8/s1600/tree2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677287351690514322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pPOBH5FL-lw/TsnGxE1Uz5I/AAAAAAAABQk/2mGJkYMjyL8/s400/tree2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vUq9qBphXac/TsnGw4td0sI/AAAAAAAABQY/f8yLGNKEssQ/s1600/Tree2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 378px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677287348436325058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vUq9qBphXac/TsnGw4td0sI/AAAAAAAABQY/f8yLGNKEssQ/s400/Tree2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite Christmas tradition is cutting down our Christmas tree.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a family, we bundle up and pile into the car.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We listen to Christmas music and chat about the kind of tree we'd like to get.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We search high and low... and usually Caris finds "our tree".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chris cuts it down, ties it to the car, and we head home to decorate.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holiday Memories.  I LOVE THEM.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is so important to preserve these memories in photos and videos.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/YesVideo"&gt;YesVideo&lt;/a&gt; is a company after my own heart.  YesVideo can help  transfer your old media (VHS tapes, slides, 8MM video, photos, etc) and even new media (digital, SD cards, etc) to DVDs or HD quality to Blu-Ray.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; VHS tapes start to fade over time.&lt;br /&gt;YesVideo is the answer!   You can take your old VHS tapes and pop them in the mail to YesVideo. YesVideo can begin the transfer and then you have the ability to edit the video(s) online and order DVDs later.  Isn't that amazing?  So cool.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is no better way to preserve your holiday memories and ensure that future generations will get to share in the memories too!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/YesVideo"&gt;YesVideo &lt;/a&gt; would make the perfect Christmas gift for your parents and grandparents!   In fact, YesVideo is gifting you with a  coupon code TRANSFER15  so you can save 15% off your entire order.  Only good for online orders at &lt;a href="http://direct.yesvideo.com/" target="_blank"&gt;direct.yesvideo.com&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  YesVideo is hosting a giveaway for a chance to win a $100 transfer service coupon.    The contest ends soon (November 22nd) but is very easy to enter.  Simply share your favorite fall photo in their  Fall Photo Contest hosted on Facebook  (&lt;a href="http://facebook.com/yesvideo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://on.fb.me/YVFallPhotos"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YesVideo will use &lt;a href="http://random.org/" target="_blank"&gt;random.org&lt;/a&gt; to select a winner.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YesVideo can be found on Twitter @YesVideo and FB - http://facebook.com/yesvideo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RJcSDLeeDlI/TsnNJgPZjPI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Z7sq64DWllw/s1600/untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 330px; height: 239px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677294368434261234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RJcSDLeeDlI/TsnNJgPZjPI/AAAAAAAABQ8/Z7sq64DWllw/s400/untitled.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holiday Memories (and preserving them) are important to me.  This review was a natural fit.  While my opinion is my own, YesVideo provided compensation for my time.&lt;br /&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/20744484-8128924560536880693?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8128924560536880693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8128924560536880693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8128924560536880693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8128924560536880693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/11/holiday-memories.html' title='Holiday Memories'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pPOBH5FL-lw/TsnGxE1Uz5I/AAAAAAAABQk/2mGJkYMjyL8/s72-c/tree2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-6358314991572639849</id><published>2011-11-19T21:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T21:28:39.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wine ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the winner is ..... Sarahbell!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I *WISH* I could give wine away to all of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look for my last wine giveaway in a few weeks.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_______________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Sarahbell... send me an email with your contact information.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-6358314991572639849?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/6358314991572639849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=6358314991572639849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6358314991572639849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6358314991572639849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/11/wine.html' title='Wine ....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-5440587355369691028</id><published>2011-11-18T22:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:32:52.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--o26b0s3skI/TscgyNV_tNI/AAAAAAAABQM/bPMFZ3rZ3hY/s1600/165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676541902271263954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--o26b0s3skI/TscgyNV_tNI/AAAAAAAABQM/bPMFZ3rZ3hY/s400/165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Thanksgiving right around the corner, there is a lot of talk surrounding "&lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thankfulness&lt;/font&gt;".  I think it's mighty awesome to reflect on the goodness of God and everything He's given us.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have often made my thankful lists...and chuckled &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;to myself&lt;/font&gt; that they look different than lists I often hear.  My list includes (but isn't limited to):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God for NOT giving me all the things I've thought I wanted ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you knew better.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for humbling experiences that show me I'm not in control.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for children who are nothing like me.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Children who teach me &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;everyday&lt;/font&gt; to be thankful for who I am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to celebrate myself as much as I celebrate them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for a life that is often hard... it brings me to my knees.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for ALL of this.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_______________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*My giveaway ends tomorrow night!  Be sure to enter below!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/20744484-5440587355369691028?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/5440587355369691028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=5440587355369691028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5440587355369691028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5440587355369691028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-thankful_18.html' title='I am Thankful'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--o26b0s3skI/TscgyNV_tNI/AAAAAAAABQM/bPMFZ3rZ3hY/s72-c/165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8876438214356033792</id><published>2011-11-14T21:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T21:37:38.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is better with a glass of wine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHsS0B_-hN8/TsHOI_ZU5oI/AAAAAAAABQA/sqU7o9c-us0/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675043659315472002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHsS0B_-hN8/TsHOI_ZU5oI/AAAAAAAABQA/sqU7o9c-us0/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been a little crazy lately.  Busy, messy, fun ... busy.   It was such a surprise to hear the doorbell ring and find that my wine had arrived!    I love The &lt;a href="http://cawineclub.com"&gt;California Wine Club!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the things I love so much about this wine club is that it takes the guess-work out of buying wine.  In the past, I'd stand in the wine aisle never knowing what to buy.  Problem solved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the bottles of wine, every month a newsletter arrives.  It describes the California winery featured and is full of information about the wines that have been sent.  It describes the rich tastes of each wine, foods they would best be paired with, and so much more information!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for next month's shipment!  It will be just in time for Christmas celebrations!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      The California Wine Club has a gift for you ~ A special 10% discount on every gift order you place.  Just enter this promo code: sweetsadie.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are also giving you a chance to win a one-month subscription to The California Wine Club&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave me a message below telling me your favorite meal to enjoy wine with!   You have until 11:59 am on November 19th to enter.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&lt;em&lt;em&gt;******************************************************&lt;/div&lt;em&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can keep up to date with all things wine by following The California&lt;br /&gt;Wine Club on Twitter @cawineclub or @boringwineguy. They can also be found on Face&lt;br /&gt;Book (The California Wine Club and The Boring Wine Guy) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The California Wine Company&lt;br /&gt;has gifted me with 3 months of amazing wine (Premier Club gift membership).&lt;br /&gt;There was no monetary compensation for this review. My thoughts and opinions are&lt;br /&gt;strictly my own.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8876438214356033792?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8876438214356033792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8876438214356033792' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8876438214356033792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8876438214356033792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/11/everything-is-better-with-glass-of-wine.html' title='Everything is better with a glass of wine!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHsS0B_-hN8/TsHOI_ZU5oI/AAAAAAAABQA/sqU7o9c-us0/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-36361220221843007</id><published>2011-11-10T11:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T11:21:58.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Business Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Looking to buy a business?  Here is my advice....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Sleep on it.      Don't make any rash decisions.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Consult a friend, a stranger, a wise soul.    Get fresh eyes to look at the deal...listen to what they say.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 3)  You are prepared to buy... but are you prepared to work?   Look at all angles.  BE READY.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 4)  If you build it...and they come ... are you ready?    What if you work hard...and it pays off...and you end up working through the night to make this happen.  Do you have a plan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  5)   Get all the documents and have a professional look them over twice.  You will be glad you did.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-36361220221843007?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/36361220221843007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=36361220221843007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/36361220221843007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/36361220221843007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-business-advice_10.html' title='Good Business Advice'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8068479697745578530</id><published>2011-11-04T09:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:53:37.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How are you investing in YOU?</title><content type='html'>I always love to hear about the jobs people have had. It's a glimpse into their soul. If you asked me, here's what I would share with you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love being with people. LOVE it. My jobs have reflected that... even earlier on. My first job was in a restaurant ... I liked to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;waitress&lt;/span&gt; the most. In college, I babysat and worked retail. I became a teacher... and in seasons I've worked for a clown production company, a hard ware store, and as a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;crafter&lt;/span&gt;. I'm a secretary, a blogger, and &lt;em&gt;most importantly&lt;/em&gt; a mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My job choices have reflected my desire to learn and grow as a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I write this, I am at a crossroads. I have a desire to learn something new and start fresh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not abandon my day job... but add a skill to my pocket of gifts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am about to invest in ME. This story is just beginning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I want to know more about your story. &lt;strong&gt;How are you investing in YOU?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8068479697745578530?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8068479697745578530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8068479697745578530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8068479697745578530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8068479697745578530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-are-you-investing-in-you.html' title='How are you investing in YOU?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-7596590848772869667</id><published>2011-11-02T21:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:37:51.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picaboo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;November. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's here.  Before you know it, Christmas will be here too.  December always sneaks up on me and my Christmas cards are always late (if they get mailed at all).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOT this year.  All thanks to....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picaboo.com/cards/2011_holiday_collection.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Picaboo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE their 2011 Holiday Collection.   How can you pick just one design?  They are all so fantastic!  Below you will find 3 of my favorites.  I think the Modern Stripes might our family card for 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p31lmaQd-JM/TrHtGaPi9HI/AAAAAAAABPg/3qpvG4YuI1o/s1600/ChristmasCharms.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670574100215690354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p31lmaQd-JM/TrHtGaPi9HI/AAAAAAAABPg/3qpvG4YuI1o/s400/ChristmasCharms.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMlQqRioNqc/TrHtGNV1sBI/AAAAAAAABPU/fx_dapufbqU/s1600/ModernStripes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670574096752422930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMlQqRioNqc/TrHtGNV1sBI/AAAAAAAABPU/fx_dapufbqU/s400/ModernStripes.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxkEMUuPmFQ/TrHtF9xc39I/AAAAAAAABPI/H8BXjfDwMWk/s1600/BirdOnAWire.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670574092573269970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxkEMUuPmFQ/TrHtF9xc39I/AAAAAAAABPI/H8BXjfDwMWk/s400/BirdOnAWire.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not only do I get to share this Holiday Collection with you... but &lt;a href="http://www.picaboo.com/cards/2011_holiday_collection.html"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Picaboo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has a present for you!   If you buy 25 cards, you get 25 free!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, you read that right.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And.... If you buy 50, you get 50 free.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, that's 100 cards for the price of 50!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All you have to do is use my code: &lt;strong&gt;GREAT-MC&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;{AND you have to use it by 12/1/11 at 11:59 pt.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go order your custom cards now!  You'll thank me... and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Picaboo&lt;/span&gt; too!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love cards from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Picaboo&lt;/span&gt; , so working with them was a natural fit.  My opinion belongs to me, but I have been compensated (monetarily and with Christmas cards) for this post.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-7596590848772869667?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/7596590848772869667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=7596590848772869667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7596590848772869667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7596590848772869667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/11/picaboo_5785.html' title='Picaboo!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p31lmaQd-JM/TrHtGaPi9HI/AAAAAAAABPg/3qpvG4YuI1o/s72-c/ChristmasCharms.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-7419858812985012207</id><published>2011-11-01T23:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T23:33:29.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4FDP88qmzjg/TrC5JoJRcwI/AAAAAAAABO8/p7TupgYIqUs/s1600/halloween2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 226px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670235505905726210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4FDP88qmzjg/TrC5JoJRcwI/AAAAAAAABO8/p7TupgYIqUs/s400/halloween2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fantastic Halloween....full of cotton candy (pink &amp;amp; purple)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite Halloween candy?  A Butterfinger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's your favorite?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-7419858812985012207?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/7419858812985012207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=7419858812985012207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7419858812985012207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7419858812985012207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/11/sweet.html' title='Sweet'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4FDP88qmzjg/TrC5JoJRcwI/AAAAAAAABO8/p7TupgYIqUs/s72-c/halloween2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-5445084393735024047</id><published>2011-10-31T22:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:08:05.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day We Pumpkined our Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris and I took the girls to a local farm for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;.  They explained that they were done selling for the season, but that we could pick/take anything we wanted.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SW4Ogrd-sOQ/Tq9TFWOYp6I/AAAAAAAABOA/5JIf50GtoUY/s1600/pumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 183px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669841807213111202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SW4Ogrd-sOQ/Tq9TFWOYp6I/AAAAAAAABOA/5JIf50GtoUY/s400/pumpkins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We quickly decided that this was a fantastic opportunity to gift our neighbors, friends, and classrooms with pumpkins.  We loaded my van full.  I mean FULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave us an amazing day as family..... fantastic weather, the gift of free pumpkins and the opportunity to share them.  It was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you entered the Life Game giveaway, YOU ARE A WINNER!  I'll send out emails soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-5445084393735024047?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/5445084393735024047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=5445084393735024047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5445084393735024047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5445084393735024047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-we-pumpkined-our-neighborhood.html' title='The Day We Pumpkined our Neighborhood'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SW4Ogrd-sOQ/Tq9TFWOYp6I/AAAAAAAABOA/5JIf50GtoUY/s72-c/pumpkins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-122081186625794132</id><published>2011-10-26T21:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:36:31.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindbloom Life Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What if you could play a game that encouraged you to put your priorities into perspective?  A game that encouraged you to feed your inner self, exercise your brain, and lose those last 10 pounds?  A game that allowed you to look at pictures of your kids for inspiration while introducing you to a new website full of job opportunities that fit your career?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found such a game.... the &lt;a href="http://www.mindbloom.com"&gt;Mindbloom Life Game&lt;/a&gt;.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I appreciate many things about the Life Game. The graphics are simple &amp;amp; classy.  At first, I was a little lost but the game provided help and it was then easy to follow.  It can be played long term and is based off of your needs and desires.  As your needs and desires change, so does your game.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  One of my  personal career goals is to be introduced to more writing positions.  In the career section of this game, I found a website that has done just that.  I appreciate that this more than a game but really focused on helping individuals reach their goals.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a minute, and learn more about the Life Game here: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMW-EJIzynk" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMW-EJIzynk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mindbloom's Life Game is FREE! However, 5 lucky winners will receive the GrowPro package.  It provides access to premium content, rewards, and more for the Life Game.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leave a comment below sharing what area of life you'd like to grow in.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 winners will be chosen on Sunday, October 30th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My thoughts and opinions belong to me.  You could never pay me enough to own them.  However, my editorial calendar allows for occasional reviews and this makes my wallet smile.  Thanks to the folks at Mindbloom for inviting me to review the Life Game and for compensating me for my time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-122081186625794132?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/122081186625794132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=122081186625794132' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/122081186625794132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/122081186625794132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/10/mindbloom-life-game.html' title='Mindbloom Life Game'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-1453826440442333765</id><published>2011-10-24T21:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:30:28.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VI_c_DncI84/TqYNfeMk7wI/AAAAAAAABN0/XLokYpYn_ek/s1600/Mozingo%2BPhotography-%2Bwith%2Blogo-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 337px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667232015425269506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VI_c_DncI84/TqYNfeMk7wI/AAAAAAAABN0/XLokYpYn_ek/s400/Mozingo%2BPhotography-%2Bwith%2Blogo-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She  has gotten a 100% on her spelling test 8 weeks in a row.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She laughs loud and long.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's going to be cotton candy for Halloween and she looks amazingly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week, she taught herself to ride a bike without training wheels.  All her.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She gets sad when you mention losing teeth.... she hasn't yet.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves glitter, monkey bars, and sugar.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's pretty amazing.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-1453826440442333765?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/1453826440442333765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=1453826440442333765' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1453826440442333765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1453826440442333765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/10/she_24.html' title='She'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VI_c_DncI84/TqYNfeMk7wI/AAAAAAAABN0/XLokYpYn_ek/s72-c/Mozingo%2BPhotography-%2Bwith%2Blogo-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3911788011651675636</id><published>2011-10-20T23:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T23:36:08.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What were we doing a year ago?</title><content type='html'>One of the super cool things about having a blog is reading past enteries.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I decided to peek back through the years and share some October links.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, last year, Caris was desperate for something &lt;a href="http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/10/lucky-underwear.html"&gt;SPECIAL&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-fun.html"&gt;Pumpkin&lt;/a&gt; stuff in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working full time and our life was so &lt;a href="http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2008/10/october.html"&gt;FULL&lt;/a&gt; in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 ... Can you believe my children were this tiny? Double click on these &lt;a href="http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2007/10/with-dancing-leaves.html"&gt;pics&lt;/a&gt;...Caris is precious.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pregnant with Sadie in October of 2006... and shared &lt;a href="http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2006/10/checking-in.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 6th year of blogging in October.  &lt;strong&gt;What's your favorite thing to do in October?  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-3911788011651675636?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3911788011651675636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3911788011651675636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3911788011651675636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3911788011651675636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-were-we-doing-year-ago.html' title='What were we doing a year ago?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-9043716429493759671</id><published>2011-10-18T23:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T23:18:54.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TUESDAY?  ALREADY?</title><content type='html'>You must have used magic.  A little hocus pocus?  Magic dust?  ..... My weekend disappeared and I thought it was you.  {Hope your weekend was great}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Tuesday.  Time to pick a winner for the &lt;strong&gt;wine giveaway&lt;/strong&gt;.....  {insert drum roll}.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Random.org picked comment #2!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats &lt;strong&gt;Vicki&lt;/strong&gt;! I'll send an email to get all your details.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for entering.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is more fabulous wine to be given away.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just know you'll win next month!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-9043716429493759671?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/9043716429493759671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=9043716429493759671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/9043716429493759671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/9043716429493759671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/10/tuesday-already.html' title='TUESDAY?  ALREADY?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-4929927139428046917</id><published>2011-10-13T23:39:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T13:43:03.628-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift of Wine ... just for you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDv8Q3hbcwo/TpexjDE3kUI/AAAAAAAABNo/lNuxsAruk9U/s1600/Wine%2BReview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663190272120951106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDv8Q3hbcwo/TpexjDE3kUI/AAAAAAAABNo/lNuxsAruk9U/s400/Wine%2BReview.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for the incredibly kind words and love that you showered upon me yesterday. This community means the world to me and not for one second do I take your kindness for granted. Thank you again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I have a gift for you.... a WINE giveaway! I was thrilled to be approached with a wine review/giveaway from &lt;a href="http://www.cawineclub.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cawineclub.com/"&gt;The California Wine Club&lt;/a&gt;. Not only did they want to give wine away here at Sweet Sadie Marie, but they also wanted to gift me with wine for 3 months! How could I say no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the package arrived in the mail, I was so excited. Even as an adult, I am thrilled to get mail! As I opened the package, I noticed that great care had been taken in the packing. The wine we received, a Chardonnay and Zinfandel, was well packed and ready to be chilled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of the wines sent to us were crisp and delicious! So, after the girls went to sleep, we poured a glass and enjoyed our view of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mountains&lt;/span&gt;! I can't wait to see what next month's delivery will bring! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd love to send a month of wine your way. &lt;strong&gt;Leave a comment below&lt;/strong&gt; (include your favorite kind of wine) and a winner will be randomly selected &lt;em&gt;Tuesday, October 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The California Wine Club would also like to give you 10% off your order when you purchase a gift. Simply use the code: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sweetsadie&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's that simple! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can keep up to date with all things wine by following The California Wine Club on Twitter @&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cawineclub&lt;/span&gt; or @&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;boringwineguy&lt;/span&gt;. They can also be found on Face Book (The California Wine Club and The Boring Wine Guy) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The California Wine Company has gifted me with 3 months of amazing wine (Premier Club gift membership). There was no monetary compensation for this review. My thoughts and opinions are strictly my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-4929927139428046917?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/4929927139428046917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=4929927139428046917' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4929927139428046917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4929927139428046917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/10/gift-of-wine-just-for-you.html' title='The Gift of Wine ... just for you!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDv8Q3hbcwo/TpexjDE3kUI/AAAAAAAABNo/lNuxsAruk9U/s72-c/Wine%2BReview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-1966991547704439174</id><published>2011-10-12T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T22:16:02.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadie'/><title type='text'>I need wisdom... and a hug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This morning my girls spent a few hours with my mom and  Bob (my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;step dad&lt;/span&gt;).  Sadie, playing in the yard, needed help and called for Bob.  Bob playfully asked, "What do you need my help for?" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadie, in a sad voice, responded, "&lt;strong&gt;Because I can't walk like my sister&lt;/strong&gt;." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought I had more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to make the truth less painful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to figure out all the answers... to protect her and her heart.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have loved Sadie well&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to love her so well that she understands that a person's value &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has nothing to do with their abilities.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We want to love her so well that she sees Jesus in us and never doubts that she was made by a loving Creator who never makes mistakes.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying for wisdom.  I need it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spare a hug next time we're together?  I need that too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-1966991547704439174?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/1966991547704439174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=1966991547704439174' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1966991547704439174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1966991547704439174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-need-wisdom-and-hug_12.html' title='I need wisdom... and a hug'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-7616438732089335153</id><published>2011-10-10T22:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:15:05.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Material</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SC1SF78Gmvo/TpOlqlc5mcI/AAAAAAAABNc/zwCHKozNxgk/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662051307561261506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SC1SF78Gmvo/TpOlqlc5mcI/AAAAAAAABNc/zwCHKozNxgk/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our girls love to play together.  A few nights ago, as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caris&lt;/span&gt; was "reading" to Sadie, I heard her say, "God was an incredible man.  He was born in 1986.  He made Adam and Eve and He even made the Indians."    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so thrilled they have good reading material! &lt;br /&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/20744484-7616438732089335153?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/7616438732089335153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=7616438732089335153' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7616438732089335153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7616438732089335153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/10/reading-material.html' title='Reading Material'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SC1SF78Gmvo/TpOlqlc5mcI/AAAAAAAABNc/zwCHKozNxgk/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8353443442361046348</id><published>2011-10-05T07:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T12:38:10.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you like cash back?</title><content type='html'>I love when my girls play together. Their time is filled with really cool conversation that their mom can't get enough of .... well, cool conversation or disagreements. I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few nights ago, during play, I heard &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caris&lt;/span&gt; ask, "Would you like cash back?" My mind began to swim... when had she last heard those words? Does she know what it means? Do Chris and I talk/teach about money enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family follows the advice of Dave Ramsey the best that we can. We have student loan debt that we are paying off the best we can... and a few other debts we've occurred over the year when my mom and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;step dad&lt;/span&gt; came to be with us. We work very hard to be good stewards and to be wise with what God has given us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is personal. Money is a tool. Money can be sticky to talk about. However, I think it's never too early to start teaching kids about money. Teaching them how to save, when/where to give, and that it's okay to spend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you teach your kids about money?&lt;/strong&gt; We are still forming a plan....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8353443442361046348?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8353443442361046348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8353443442361046348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8353443442361046348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8353443442361046348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/10/would-you-like-cash-back.html' title='Would you like cash back?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3674058764111963094</id><published>2011-09-28T21:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T22:02:17.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZYsJDHxKFk/ToPQDDAx3DI/AAAAAAAABNU/_83VHZkgsYo/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 378px; height: 225px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657594307674233906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZYsJDHxKFk/ToPQDDAx3DI/AAAAAAAABNU/_83VHZkgsYo/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, my mom has always said, "..... And Megan ... well, she's nice." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, maybe that's not exactly how she said it.... but it's what I heard.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know she meant it in the nicest possible way.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to think it meant this: "She's not the prettiest, the smartest or the most likely to make &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$100, 000 .... but she's nice."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was my consolation prize.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When really, that was the definition my insecurities gave the word "nice". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, fast forward.  I'm 33.  I've met a lot of "nice" people who turned out to be poison.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know..."Nice" with an agenda.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I began to appreciate that while I struggle with many, many things .... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am sincerely nice.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hug yourself with words.... what are you?    Tell me..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-3674058764111963094?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3674058764111963094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3674058764111963094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3674058764111963094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3674058764111963094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/09/nice.html' title='Nice'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZYsJDHxKFk/ToPQDDAx3DI/AAAAAAAABNU/_83VHZkgsYo/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-4774131164725433489</id><published>2011-09-26T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:53:13.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe height="225" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/27246366?color=ffffff" frameborder="0" width="400" allowfullscreen="" webkitallowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/27246366"&gt;MOVE&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/rickmereki"&gt;Rick Mereki&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-4774131164725433489?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/4774131164725433489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=4774131164725433489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4774131164725433489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4774131164725433489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/09/move.html' title='MOVE'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-6844865951105913189</id><published>2011-09-24T10:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T10:58:59.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A morning in New York City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YdE2paQEiEI/Tn3vtC6TG0I/AAAAAAAABNM/efxELoTDqcU/s1600/NYC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 226px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655940264201755458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YdE2paQEiEI/Tn3vtC6TG0I/AAAAAAAABNM/efxELoTDqcU/s400/NYC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy, has our life been full.  Just like yours I'm sure.    The past few days has found me in NYC.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been thrilled to be with my sister  ... and to be soaking in the city.  What you might not know about me is that I LOVE CITIES.  That sounds goofy but it's how I am wired.  I love the sites, smells and sounds.  They aren't necessary all good..but they mean you're in the city.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also attending She Streams.  It's social media + branding+ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vlogging&lt;/span&gt; + pod casts and so much more.   I'm learning a ton ...there are some really smart women who are showering me with goodness and wisdom.  It rocks.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO, what are you up to?&lt;/strong&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/20744484-6844865951105913189?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/6844865951105913189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=6844865951105913189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6844865951105913189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6844865951105913189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/09/morning-in-new-york-city.html' title='A morning in New York City'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YdE2paQEiEI/Tn3vtC6TG0I/AAAAAAAABNM/efxELoTDqcU/s72-c/NYC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-4171393504407713324</id><published>2011-09-13T21:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:40:15.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYGXCebRU8Y/TnAFuQD7ArI/AAAAAAAABNE/_ElYEDBTw0U/s1600/lexilittletykes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 359px; height: 435px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652023824493511346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYGXCebRU8Y/TnAFuQD7ArI/AAAAAAAABNE/_ElYEDBTw0U/s400/lexilittletykes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/20744484-4171393504407713324?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/4171393504407713324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=4171393504407713324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4171393504407713324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4171393504407713324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/09/puppy-love.html' title='Puppy LOVE'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PYGXCebRU8Y/TnAFuQD7ArI/AAAAAAAABNE/_ElYEDBTw0U/s72-c/lexilittletykes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-2407850537544882815</id><published>2011-09-12T06:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T12:37:37.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jteQcahhgYM/Tm1iKgDegzI/AAAAAAAABM8/hvQqt_jSwUk/s1600/GoodMorning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 256px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651281039962571570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jteQcahhgYM/Tm1iKgDegzI/AAAAAAAABM8/hvQqt_jSwUk/s400/GoodMorning.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/20744484-2407850537544882815?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/2407850537544882815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=2407850537544882815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2407850537544882815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2407850537544882815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/09/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jteQcahhgYM/Tm1iKgDegzI/AAAAAAAABM8/hvQqt_jSwUk/s72-c/GoodMorning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-5817000232027576134</id><published>2011-09-08T19:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T19:17:22.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Our School Could Do with $25,000</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        This year, I saw both of my girls off to school.  Thankfully it's the same school and we are so pleased to be school parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As schools continue to have their budgets cut, the "extras" in education have gone by the way side.  When I think of putting the extras back into education, here is what comes to mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) Reading books to stack every class library&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) Comfy reading corners with bean bag chairs and cool lighting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) Art supplies.. lots and lots of them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) Music for every grade and instruments for kids who want to play them.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5) Computers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6) Paid lunch monitors so that teachers could dine in quiet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of my plans.  Just this week I entered our elementary school into &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Macys"&gt;Macy's Classroom Makeover Sweepstakes&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can enter your school too!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how you do it:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Head to &lt;a href="www.facebook.com/macys"&gt;www.facebook.com/macys&lt;/a&gt; and like the page&lt;br /&gt;2.Click the Classroom Makeover Sweeps tab&lt;br /&gt;3.Fill out the entry form &amp;amp; submit&lt;br /&gt;4.Share the contest via Facebook and Twitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://on.fb.me/qWKvCY?r=bb" target="_blank" _fcksavedurl="http://on.fb.me/qWKvCY?r=bb"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hspace="10px" alt="SheSpeaksbutton" src="http://www.shespeaks.com/pages/img/Macys_bb_8_18A_08242011154413.jpg" width="150" height="150" _fcksavedurl="http://www.shespeaks.com/pages/img/Macys_bb_8_18A_08242011154413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have until September 15th to enter!  It won't take long and it can make a huge impact! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Enter today!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disclosure:  All of my opinions are my own. I think Macy's is amazing for giving one school this fantastic gift!    &lt;a href="http://www.shespeaks.com"&gt;SheSpeaks&lt;/a&gt;  is compensating me for my time  as I spread the word about Macy's Classroom Makeover Sweepsatakes. &lt;/em&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/20744484-5817000232027576134?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/5817000232027576134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=5817000232027576134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5817000232027576134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5817000232027576134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-our-school-could-do-with-25000_08.html' title='What Our School Could Do with $25,000'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3757076983583085116</id><published>2011-09-07T11:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T11:26:06.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Chapter in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJoqzIsRrzk/TmeKOfAQGeI/AAAAAAAABM0/jzp188ZCeL8/s1600/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649636239004932578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJoqzIsRrzk/TmeKOfAQGeI/AAAAAAAABM0/jzp188ZCeL8/s400/015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, Sadie fell in love with school. Our summer days of outdoor play, vacations, and trips to the library were quickly forgotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her first day, I arrived early to pick her up. My mind was flooded with questions... Did she have fun ? Much trouble with her walker on the playground ? Did she eat her lunch? Did she miss us terribly? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw her. I smiled. Our eyes caught ... and almost instantly she began to cry. I ran to her. "Oh, Sadie, what's wrong? Are you okay?" With tears spilling over her eye lids, she responded, "No go home." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, Sadie fell in love with school. So much so, she didn't even want to come home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-3757076983583085116?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3757076983583085116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3757076983583085116' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3757076983583085116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3757076983583085116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-chapter-in-life.html' title='A New Chapter in Life'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJoqzIsRrzk/TmeKOfAQGeI/AAAAAAAABM0/jzp188ZCeL8/s72-c/015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-5968688232709423308</id><published>2011-09-03T20:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T21:01:20.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like I remembered ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omrpNe_UtaA/TmLL6Ajxn6I/AAAAAAAABMs/P2mX7rHo1Qw/s1600/JustasIremember.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648301080118927266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omrpNe_UtaA/TmLL6Ajxn6I/AAAAAAAABMs/P2mX7rHo1Qw/s400/JustasIremember.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel the need to walk down memory lane. Recently, while walking down the peanut butter aisle, I came accross something I loved as a kid. So, I indulged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as grand as I had remembered.... but then again, most things aren't. However, as I ate, I smiled.  Glad that I was able to savor a piece of my youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The best part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still some in the fridge and I'd love to have you over for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What isn't the same as your childhood memory?  I'd love to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-5968688232709423308?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/5968688232709423308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=5968688232709423308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5968688232709423308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5968688232709423308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-like-i-remembered.html' title='Just like I remembered ?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omrpNe_UtaA/TmLL6Ajxn6I/AAAAAAAABMs/P2mX7rHo1Qw/s72-c/JustasIremember.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-6821507264213842822</id><published>2011-08-31T21:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T21:49:21.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School with New Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://clevergirlscollective.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/CrocsSPLogo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girls love to go "back to school" shopping. They are a lot like their mother.  I always looked forward to going back to school.... because it meant a trip to the outlet mall.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Caris and Sadie are no different.  Their favorite item to shop for?  SHOES!  Who can blame them?  When I was invited to team up with Crocs and celebrate their back to school line, I couldn't resist.  And boy were my girls thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R3o0_FeoRXc/Tl7aM6jkXzI/AAAAAAAABMc/_CifoyvkUQc/s1600/Crocspost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 332px; height: 199px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647190898180906802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R3o0_FeoRXc/Tl7aM6jkXzI/AAAAAAAABMc/_CifoyvkUQc/s400/Crocspost.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I love about the Crocs Back to School kids' line :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) They are school approved (close-toed and close-heeled) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) They are super comfy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) There are 13 styles for boys and girls (from K-8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 4) They are so adorable and appropriate for school and play! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited for you to see these shoes.  Head over to &lt;a href="http://www.crocs.com/home/homepage,default,pg.html?backtoschool=true&amp;adid=blog_bts_blogger1"&gt;Crocs&lt;/a&gt; and pick out your favorite designs! Your kids will thank you.   While you're there... you might want to register for that trip to San Diego (no purchase necessary). I would love for one of my readers to win this.  If you win, will you send me a post card?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crocs also put this totally fun video together for you.... and there is an added bonus! Not only can you click on your favorite shoes and be magically taken to the Crocs official site (and the details about your favorite shoes) but there is also a hidden "Easter Egg". As you watch the video, try to find it! The "Easter Egg" looks like this.... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7fwfnPyU40/Tl7f0A5cujI/AAAAAAAABMk/Raoj-DIKQRM/s1600/Easter-Egg-Photo-Hint1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7fwfnPyU40/Tl7f0A5cujI/AAAAAAAABMk/Raoj-DIKQRM/s1600/Easter-Egg-Photo-Hint1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 94px; height: 70px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647197067456330290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7fwfnPyU40/Tl7f0A5cujI/AAAAAAAABMk/Raoj-DIKQRM/s400/Easter-Egg-Photo-Hint1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find it, click on it, and be amazed at this added bonus!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s1SIn-zwFMg" frameborder="0" width="560" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Crocs for sponsoring this blog post. Please &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/bts0001"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to learn more about Crocs’ new Back to School line. I was selected for this sponsorship by the &lt;a href="http://www.clevergirlscollective.com/"&gt;Clever Girls Collective&lt;/a&gt;. All opinions expressed here are my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-6821507264213842822?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/6821507264213842822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=6821507264213842822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6821507264213842822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6821507264213842822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-to-school-with-new-shoes_31.html' title='Back to School with New Shoes'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R3o0_FeoRXc/Tl7aM6jkXzI/AAAAAAAABMc/_CifoyvkUQc/s72-c/Crocspost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-2558062880654001364</id><published>2011-08-26T22:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T22:46:14.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've waited 10 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRl_cMGg6lw/TlhY_YZVWrI/AAAAAAAABMU/3EeEkYCxWm4/s1600/sendcaffeine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 275px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645359978812627634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRl_cMGg6lw/TlhY_YZVWrI/AAAAAAAABMU/3EeEkYCxWm4/s400/sendcaffeine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting no sleep.  I've been less than my usual self.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all been worth it.  I've waited 10 years for my husband to say YES.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lz6vlpnXQ98/TlhY_L-mBLI/AAAAAAAABMM/F-55mfH-kgU/s1600/Lexi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 223px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645359975479248050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lz6vlpnXQ98/TlhY_L-mBLI/AAAAAAAABMM/F-55mfH-kgU/s400/Lexi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lexi is 7 weeks old .... and ALL puppy.   She's awesome.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Send caffeine, chew toys and a nap.    &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/20744484-2558062880654001364?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/2558062880654001364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=2558062880654001364' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2558062880654001364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2558062880654001364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-waited-10-years.html' title='I&apos;ve waited 10 years'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRl_cMGg6lw/TlhY_YZVWrI/AAAAAAAABMU/3EeEkYCxWm4/s72-c/sendcaffeine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8267283526852806837</id><published>2011-08-06T00:00:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T10:27:42.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Niche?  No Problem.  Tips to Take Your Blog to the Top</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Looking for ways to take your blog to the top? Ways to sustain your awesomeness over time? Here are five tips that have helped me and I know they can help you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Plan your posts&lt;/strong&gt;. Two of my favorite blogging tools are my notebook and blog calendar. My notebook contains my blog ideas, personal dreams, and other "stuff"  that often make their way into posts. My calendar is where I plan out the upcoming weeks/months of my posts. I have found that I post regularly if I put it on the calendar. A notebook and calendar will keep you organized for long term success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Participate in a meme&lt;/strong&gt; (a weekly blog party). Just because you aren't a "niche" blog doesn't mean you can't write about your varying interests. Participating in memes are a great way to share a recent recipe, a decorating makeover, or a picture you adore. A meme post adds a weekly blog post to your calendar, advertises your blog to new readership possibilities, and introduces you to a host of new great blogs to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Set a new goal.&lt;/strong&gt; In my idea notebook, I have a goal section. This year one of my goals is to take my picture taking ability to the next level. So, I am taking an online tutorial and practicing my new skills. I am also working on a new blog design. These were two of my goals for this year. What are your goals for this year? I challenge you to set a few...it's not too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Numbers don't equal success.&lt;/strong&gt; Feel trapped by your blog statistics? Are you a slave to your Klout score? Obsessed with your page rank? Take a break from the craziness.  Remember why you started blogging.   Take breaks as you need them.... scheduled posts will enable you to do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Shake it up.&lt;/strong&gt;  Try something new. Guest posts, vlogs, creating a meme ... these are a few ideas to shake things up and encourage you to step outside your comfort zone.  Don't forget... sometimes power comes in numbers.  Dream up something grand with a fellow blogger and get to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No niche?  No problem.  You've got the tools you need to sustain success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is part of the BlogHop Blog Conference at Home. To see the full agenda of learning sessions visit Blog Conference Newbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://blogconferencenewbie.com/blog-education/expert-advice/bloghop-blog-conference-at-home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8267283526852806837?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8267283526852806837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8267283526852806837' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8267283526852806837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8267283526852806837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-niche-no-problem-tips-to-take-your.html' title='No Niche?  No Problem.  Tips to Take Your Blog to the Top'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-6299281355943973049</id><published>2011-07-30T09:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T09:45:08.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What do your words really say?</title><content type='html'>If you call my friend Linda's house, and she happens to be out, you will hear this recording:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It's a beautiful day in North Carolina.  Leave us a message."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Linda makes me WANT to leave a message.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's in her tone... it's in the simplicity of her words... it's who she is.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been challenging myself to think about what my words &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; say and to make sure they are authentic and truthful.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your words &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; say?&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-6299281355943973049?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/6299281355943973049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=6299281355943973049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6299281355943973049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6299281355943973049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-do-your-words-really-say.html' title='What do your words really say?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-5009286796920346729</id><published>2011-07-27T00:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T00:22:43.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-paz_Ecrkzu8/Ti-Dau968rI/AAAAAAAABME/JbiY8dkSWUA/s1600/Time%2Bout.jpg"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 291px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633866154171364018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-paz_Ecrkzu8/Ti-Dau968rI/AAAAAAAABME/JbiY8dkSWUA/s400/Time%2Bout.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While flying home from vacation,  I started to think about the flight attendants words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it played out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flight Attendant:&lt;/strong&gt;  "Should the cabin lose pressure, a mask &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;will&lt;/font&gt; drop from the over head compartment.  Please, place your mask on first ... then assist those around you.  "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;What I heard her say:  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                &lt;/strong&gt;"How can you take care of someone else if you aren't taking care of yourself?"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Parenting is really hard.  &lt;em&gt;It's even harder when we don't take the time to put ourselves in time - out.&lt;/em&gt;  We all need time away from our kids.  Time to breathe, converse, and dream.   Our kids need us.... but they need us at our best.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am best when I take a time-outs.  My time-outs include (but are not limited to): Dinner with friends, dates with my husband, margaritas, craft &lt;font id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nights&lt;/font&gt;, Bible study, and car rides with really loud "mommy music."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do your time-outs include? &lt;/strong&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/20744484-5009286796920346729?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/5009286796920346729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=5009286796920346729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5009286796920346729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5009286796920346729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/07/while-flying-home-from-vacation-i_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-paz_Ecrkzu8/Ti-Dau968rI/AAAAAAAABME/JbiY8dkSWUA/s72-c/Time%2Bout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-1779390744030537744</id><published>2011-07-23T22:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T22:31:17.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip around the world....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y4ytn-X-jVY/TiuAf7faebI/AAAAAAAABL8/qpEE4yFBK2s/s1600/Cape%2BLookout.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632737044990687666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y4ytn-X-jVY/TiuAf7faebI/AAAAAAAABL8/qpEE4yFBK2s/s400/Cape%2BLookout.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Okay.  Not really around the world.  But kind of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left our cozy home in the mountains (North Carolina) ... and traveled by plane to see the wonders of Oregon and Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent two weeks soaking up mountains, camping at the coast, and hanging out at the Portland Zoo ... but the real wonder was the company we kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated 30 years of marriage for Chris' parents... and it was really awesome to be with them.  {We surprised them .. they had no idea we were coming}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed a lot, ate great food, and hugged the necks of many friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all... we got to really connect with Chris' siblings....  and cousins. We've missed them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was like going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are counting down the days until we are there again.... 515!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-1779390744030537744?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/1779390744030537744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=1779390744030537744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1779390744030537744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1779390744030537744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/07/trip-around-world.html' title='A trip around the world....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y4ytn-X-jVY/TiuAf7faebI/AAAAAAAABL8/qpEE4yFBK2s/s72-c/Cape%2BLookout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3120556535347737747</id><published>2011-07-11T09:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T09:00:05.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>The ice cream man knows our weakness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love summer.  LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids love the ice cream man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it that the ice cream man knows exactly *when* to drive by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:35 .... Monday through Friday ... and he slows to a crawl in front of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ice cream of choice.... Rocket Pops (red, white and blue deliciousness).   My oldest loves anything with a bubble gum eye.  My little one likes fudgesicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Does the ice cream man have your number?    What's your favorite?  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&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/20744484-3120556535347737747?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3120556535347737747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3120556535347737747' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3120556535347737747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3120556535347737747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/07/ice-cream-man-knows-our-weakness.html' title='The ice cream man knows our weakness'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8892065498337366817</id><published>2011-07-08T01:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T02:10:05.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't ALL kids have special needs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have 2 children. BOTH of them have special needs. Sure, one of them seems to be more defined by her "special needs" yet we work hard to meet the needs of our girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's where the misconception comes into play. Often, I receive comments about the challenges I must face having a child with "special needs". I do my best to share that having a child with "special needs" does not mean she is more challenging or harder to parent than my "normal" child. We parent the same... the intensity is just directed differently. Sadie, having "special needs", is actually much more predictable and often more compliant than Caris (my "normal" child). She just is. However, there are other challenges (developmental delays and mobility issues) that we face with Sadie everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's the kicker. The needs of my children are always changing. The needs of &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; children are always changing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parenting is hard work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kids are anything but normal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Every child has special needs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8892065498337366817?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8892065498337366817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8892065498337366817' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8892065498337366817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8892065498337366817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-all-kids-have-special-needs_08.html' title='Don&apos;t ALL kids have special needs?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-6168417697721817467</id><published>2011-06-30T15:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T15:32:51.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading into it ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sA0TzvORGS8/TgzKfLEcXtI/AAAAAAAABL0/U0aQuws6z4g/s1600/carisreading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 324px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624092671575088850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sA0TzvORGS8/TgzKfLEcXtI/AAAAAAAABL0/U0aQuws6z4g/s400/carisreading.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wow anyone with my reading skills. It was hard for me.  Really hard.  I remember wishing I knew the secret and being so frustrated that it all turned to apathy.  Why care?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Later, too late according to some, it clicked.  And I *liked* reading ...but I didn't *love* it.  In 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade, my mom enticed me by bringing home a book from the Baby Sitter's Club series.  I was hooked.  I read them ALL.  Cover to cover... and then over again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm a reader..... not obsessive but comfortable and as much as life affords.  I've thought often about my children reading.  They see us read and everyday we read with them.   With Kindergarten, came a year of phonetics and reading groups.   &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caris&lt;/span&gt; is a reader.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She reads slowly... with concern... calling out the words she knows and working hard to sound out the new ones.  When she tires, I take over.  I can see it in her face when she's ready to try again...   she's enamored with words and the journey they take her on.   I am too.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Share a reading memory or a current book you're enjoying. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait to hear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-6168417697721817467?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/6168417697721817467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=6168417697721817467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6168417697721817467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6168417697721817467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/06/reading-into-it.html' title='Reading into it ....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sA0TzvORGS8/TgzKfLEcXtI/AAAAAAAABL0/U0aQuws6z4g/s72-c/carisreading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-5657779209332930989</id><published>2011-06-28T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T23:23:20.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind the Scenes of Social Media</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Center Stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mic is all yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come to read YOUR words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about YOU. YOUR THOUGHTS. YOUR LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU. YOU. YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently received an email from someone *envious* of my *glamorous, bloggy life. * And I felt called to clear the air and show the dust bunnies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more aware than ever that this life isn't about me.... although this space gives a glimpse into my life. I am also aware of the truths behind blogging, tweeting, and social media platforms. We all want a microphone. We all desire to be heard. We all take advantage of our platforms. And often the pictures shared don't reveal the whole truth.... the ugly truth. We are all guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for trusting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading these words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for allowing me to clear the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the real deal ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is often messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make Macaroni and Cheese out of a box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My checkbook is empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loose my temper sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YET...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is lovely. And for 6 years I've shared my stories here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great... the good ...and sometimes the ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to walk this road with you.&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/20744484-5657779209332930989?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/5657779209332930989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=5657779209332930989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5657779209332930989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5657779209332930989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/06/behind-scenes-of-social-media_28.html' title='Behind the Scenes of Social Media'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-1021797800098816473</id><published>2011-06-19T08:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T08:54:53.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!   An interview ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mcp3HRMnolY/Tf3rcQjak1I/AAAAAAAABLs/7JPFSikRIB8/s1600/Mozingo%2BPhotography-%2Bwith%2Blogo-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 283px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619906780740621138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mcp3HRMnolY/Tf3rcQjak1I/AAAAAAAABLs/7JPFSikRIB8/s400/Mozingo%2BPhotography-%2Bwith%2Blogo-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what Caris had to say about her dad.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's his name?&lt;/em&gt;   Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does he have a nickname?&lt;/em&gt; Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How old is he?&lt;/em&gt;  33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's his favorite food?&lt;/em&gt;   Sour Patch Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What does he like to do?&lt;/em&gt;  Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where does he work?&lt;/em&gt;  Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is your favorite thing about your dad?&lt;/em&gt;   We love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why?&lt;/em&gt;  Because he loves us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you like to do with him?&lt;/em&gt;  do puzzles, play games, play outside... and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me something silly about your dad? &lt;/em&gt; He's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What did dad like to do when he was little? &lt;/em&gt; I guess he liked to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anything you want to say to dad?&lt;/em&gt;  Happy Father's Day!  We, we, we love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-1021797800098816473?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/1021797800098816473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=1021797800098816473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1021797800098816473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1021797800098816473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day-interview_19.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!   An interview ....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mcp3HRMnolY/Tf3rcQjak1I/AAAAAAAABLs/7JPFSikRIB8/s72-c/Mozingo%2BPhotography-%2Bwith%2Blogo-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-4109993569189948059</id><published>2011-06-14T20:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:18:33.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is before us ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CsaBj3pBvkA/Tff4Hx-3t4I/AAAAAAAABLk/VQZHQs57QcY/s1600/carisgradpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 210px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618231872727791490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CsaBj3pBvkA/Tff4Hx-3t4I/AAAAAAAABLk/VQZHQs57QcY/s400/carisgradpic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow she starts summer camp.   Before we know it, summer will end and first grade will be here.    Are we ready for all of this?  Can we go back and start over?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I think of my girls growing up, it's a mix of emotions.  I'm so glad they are older and we can enjoy the big girl stuff .... playing games, learning to read, having meaningful conversations, etc.  However, I'm also a little sad to think that they are growing up.... because I've loved them being little.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer is before us..... &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/20744484-4109993569189948059?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/4109993569189948059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=4109993569189948059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4109993569189948059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4109993569189948059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-is-before-us.html' title='Summer is before us ....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CsaBj3pBvkA/Tff4Hx-3t4I/AAAAAAAABLk/VQZHQs57QcY/s72-c/carisgradpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-2776667388649026676</id><published>2011-06-03T16:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T16:48:10.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner Winner Chicken Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do pirates eat chicken dinners? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bet &lt;font size="5"&gt;Heather&lt;/font&gt; does!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats, Heather.  Random.org picked #10... and that was you my friend!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks everyone for entering!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More giveaways to come.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a fabulous Friday night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s. We ARE actually having chicken for dinner. What are you having?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-2776667388649026676?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/2776667388649026676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=2776667388649026676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2776667388649026676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2776667388649026676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/06/winner-winner-chicken-dinner.html' title='Winner Winner Chicken Dinner'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8996929403857730195</id><published>2011-06-01T23:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:23:59.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all in His plan....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uomZyPj8DA4/TecAZttbAxI/AAAAAAAABLY/HpkOf6S-C8g/s1600/I%2527ve%2Bbeen%2Bplanning%2Bthis%2Bfor%2Byears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 202px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613455902307451666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uomZyPj8DA4/TecAZttbAxI/AAAAAAAABLY/HpkOf6S-C8g/s400/I%2527ve%2Bbeen%2Bplanning%2Bthis%2Bfor%2Byears.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've always been a planner.  I write, plan, doodle, and doodle.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even trips to the dentist.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's so neat to look back on how God has blessed me .... the friends He has sent into my life ... and the journeys He's made possible.    Really... it's all about Him and His goodness.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are dreaming about our summer and the events about to take place.  I've been praying that God will help me to be a good steward of all He has in store....and I can't wait to see the blessings unfold.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Share something you're planning....  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;{** Don't forget to enter the Pirates Contest below.  A winner will be picked Friday**}&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/20744484-8996929403857730195?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8996929403857730195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8996929403857730195' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8996929403857730195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8996929403857730195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-all-in-his-plan.html' title='It&apos;s all in His plan....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uomZyPj8DA4/TecAZttbAxI/AAAAAAAABLY/HpkOf6S-C8g/s72-c/I%2527ve%2Bbeen%2Bplanning%2Bthis%2Bfor%2Byears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3013248767415164882</id><published>2011-05-31T20:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T20:47:53.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates of the Caribbean Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IPG23es1_V0/TeWF8XgPUgI/AAAAAAAABLQ/Rbv_6lYfnK8/s1600/Jack%252520Sparrow%252520Banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 133px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613039782735073794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IPG23es1_V0/TeWF8XgPUgI/AAAAAAAABLQ/Rbv_6lYfnK8/s400/Jack%252520Sparrow%252520Banner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, Disney sent me to see the preview of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as usual, Jack Sparrow didn't disappoint.  {I've got a thing for pirates.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was great fun ... and if you haven't seen it, make plans to this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney didn't stop there.  They wanted to gift you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Up for grabs is a Pirates Prize pack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's what it includes&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: ON STRANGER TIDES T-shirt&lt;br /&gt; PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: ON STRANGER TIDES bandana in black&lt;br /&gt; PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: ON STRANGER TIDES temporary tattoo (2 per winner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How fabulous is that... right?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All you have to do is leave a comment below.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                               Share&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;some&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Pirate&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;love&lt;strong&gt;.... &lt;/strong&gt;or&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;any&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;love&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;at&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;all&lt;strong&gt;.   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contest closes Thursday, June 2nd at 11:59 pm.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A winner will be chosen (at random) Friday, June 3rd.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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/20744484-3013248767415164882?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3013248767415164882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3013248767415164882' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3013248767415164882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3013248767415164882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/05/pirates-of-caribbean-giveaway.html' title='Pirates of the Caribbean Giveaway'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IPG23es1_V0/TeWF8XgPUgI/AAAAAAAABLQ/Rbv_6lYfnK8/s72-c/Jack%252520Sparrow%252520Banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-7570169162589818111</id><published>2011-05-30T17:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T17:45:36.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've thought of 954 things to tell you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But somehow they never made it to the blog.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd imagine you are just as busy as we are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadie's stomach continues to heal... but it seems at a snail's pace.  It is still an open wound and very sore to the touch.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School is wrapping up for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caris&lt;/span&gt;.... Kindergarten graduation is next week and I can't believe it's gone by so fast.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm really excited that summer is here.  I have art project ideas, day trips, and all kinds of fun in store.  It's the little things that make summer days so much fun!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even bigger than my summer list is my blog list.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have all kinds of awesome to share with you.. and &lt;em&gt;I'll be back tomorrow with a giveaway! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until then, what have you been up to?    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/20744484-7570169162589818111?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/7570169162589818111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=7570169162589818111' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7570169162589818111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7570169162589818111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-6111570228133800199</id><published>2011-05-18T20:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:53:11.781-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who really am I ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2XgUluBizNY/TdRrXH9iy5I/AAAAAAAABLA/djrBTvBYzVo/s1600/Nails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 255px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608225481001454482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2XgUluBizNY/TdRrXH9iy5I/AAAAAAAABLA/djrBTvBYzVo/s400/Nails.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 15 years, I've wanted "nails".  I always put off trying them.    I think I convinced myself that they weren't "me" ..... but what does that REALLY mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does it mean I'm not who I think I am?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does it mean others see me as something I'm not?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does it mean I really am the type of person who should have "nails" but I've been putting up a front all these years?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this questioning will surely make one eat a pan of brownies.   I threw the questions out the window and decided and to try "nails".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved them ... but not really.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They were beautiful .... but that didn't matter when I couldn't put Sadie's leg braces on.  I also couldn't work on my chalkboards or deep clean like I like to.  "Nails" got in the way.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So .... who really am I?   Not defined by what I wear ... and smart enough to know that "functionality" is huge in my life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/20744484-6111570228133800199?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/6111570228133800199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=6111570228133800199' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6111570228133800199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6111570228133800199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/05/who-really-am-i.html' title='Who really am I ?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2XgUluBizNY/TdRrXH9iy5I/AAAAAAAABLA/djrBTvBYzVo/s72-c/Nails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3956399027301764724</id><published>2011-05-15T08:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T11:44:25.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Tips for sleeping in a hotel with small children</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8C54zRSKJBY/Tc-24hMiPbI/AAAAAAAABK4/8CsaJi3y7Ok/s1600/Hotel%2BBlog%2BPic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606901143199432114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8C54zRSKJBY/Tc-24hMiPbI/AAAAAAAABK4/8CsaJi3y7Ok/s400/Hotel%2BBlog%2BPic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)  Let them play.  Remember when your parents used to tell you, "They are going to throw us out..."  ?  Totally not going to happen (just don't let the use a megaphone).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Let them jump.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Sugar cereal for breakfast.... yes, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)  Swimming in the hotel bathroom ?  Absolutely.  The pool was closed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Adult drinks ... A must.  (The hotel sink is the perfect ice chest) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Rest with the little ones.  Just don't fall asleep.  This could wreck #5.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7)Let them run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8)  Random phone calls never hurt anyone (just unplug the phone first).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9)  More jumping.  It's good for the soul.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These pictures were captured during an overnight "get away" we took.  Our kids had a blast.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** Thanks for the emails and comments about Sadie's  stomach.  The wound is healing from the "inside out" and it's healing slowly.  We are starting to see some progress... and we thank you for your prayers. **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/20744484-3956399027301764724?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3956399027301764724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3956399027301764724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3956399027301764724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3956399027301764724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/05/9-tips-for-sleeping-in-hotel-with-small.html' title='9 Tips for sleeping in a hotel with small children'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8C54zRSKJBY/Tc-24hMiPbI/AAAAAAAABK4/8CsaJi3y7Ok/s72-c/Hotel%2BBlog%2BPic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-984497446687683858</id><published>2011-05-07T14:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T15:05:25.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Believing He can do all things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dEXJwOiqSmE/TcWXhO8GlFI/AAAAAAAABKw/zEqHzKYQqiw/s1600/572011blogpost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604051908534113362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dEXJwOiqSmE/TcWXhO8GlFI/AAAAAAAABKw/zEqHzKYQqiw/s400/572011blogpost.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are home. I wish I could tell you Sadie is healed ... bouncing off the walls ... and living life as normal. Healing is slow and questionable. We head back to the surgeon on Monday.... hoping to stay home through the weekend. Nothing urgent... we've just traveled this road before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe God can do all things... and we continue to pray for healing. Thanks for all of your prayers and thoughts. They are appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-984497446687683858?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/984497446687683858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=984497446687683858' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/984497446687683858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/984497446687683858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/05/believing-he-can-do-all-things.html' title='Believing He can do all things.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dEXJwOiqSmE/TcWXhO8GlFI/AAAAAAAABKw/zEqHzKYQqiw/s72-c/572011blogpost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8000219916446300121</id><published>2011-05-04T22:27:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T23:24:27.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;"How can a sister be a friend?" said Gloria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll see," said Frances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For frogs and ball and dolls?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Yes," said Frances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And will you show me how to print my name?" said Gloria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Yes," said Frances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Then you will be my best friend," said Gloria.&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;                               "Will it just be today, or longer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Longer," said Frances. *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They sit close. They laugh. They play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even in times of surgery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so glad my girls are friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Best Friends for Frances&lt;/em&gt; By: R. Hoban&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/20744484-8000219916446300121?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8000219916446300121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8000219916446300121' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8000219916446300121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8000219916446300121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/05/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8343718498005295418</id><published>2011-05-02T23:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T00:03:53.322-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can see the Harris &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Teeter&lt;/span&gt; parking lot from her window. Shoppers come and go. The parking lot gets the busiest around 5 pm. Each car carrying a life full of stories. Hurried moms picking up dinner items that were left behind. Older couples venturing out together for produce. A practice lesson in parking for the 16 year old driver's ed. student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watch, I dream about who they are, where they will go next and what they will take with them. I snap out of my gaze with the abrupt sound of the IV machine. I page the nurse for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like our lives have been "on hold" for forever. More than that, my poor Sadie has been in and out of minor "procedures" since April 22&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;. All over a "simple" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;g-tube&lt;/span&gt; removal that turned out to be much more. We hope the final surgery will take place tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sit in this medical fiasco, I can't help but long for my own grocery shopping days. Days where taking crying, crabby kids to the grocery store ALSO meant I was taking &lt;em&gt;healthy&lt;/em&gt;, crying, crabby kids to the grocery store. I hope those days will be back before I know it ... and more than anything I hope I embrace it. It sure beats watching it out the window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8343718498005295418?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8343718498005295418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8343718498005295418' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8343718498005295418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8343718498005295418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-can-see-harris-teeter-parking-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-1343704728221753817</id><published>2011-04-27T13:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T22:48:18.473-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnvatJTUJfg/TbjUpv2XGpI/AAAAAAAABKo/iDrTvFMxZ20/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600459950319409810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnvatJTUJfg/TbjUpv2XGpI/AAAAAAAABKo/iDrTvFMxZ20/s400/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week she turned 6. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BIG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked her to sleep with a brick on her head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She didn't listen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then she started reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I begged her to stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon, teeth will start falling out of her head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I almost can't take it...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then .. every once in awhile, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she climbs into my lap looking for love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cling to these moments ... taking mental snapshots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... knowing they will end too soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She turned 6. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-1343704728221753817?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/1343704728221753817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=1343704728221753817' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1343704728221753817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1343704728221753817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/04/6.html' title='6'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnvatJTUJfg/TbjUpv2XGpI/AAAAAAAABKo/iDrTvFMxZ20/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-4051661856649941778</id><published>2011-04-19T23:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T00:05:36.629-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody has to say it</title><content type='html'>Hi....It's me. And I just have to say this. Somebody has to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's hard to make friends.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially when you are an adult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's up with that? Why is it so hard? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My guess is this. As adults, we spend time focused on our families, finances, and life. The responsibilities of life really do come first. In earlier days, I only worried about me. I had extra time and love to give. And I still do ... it's just different. Now I have to check the calendars and needs of 3 other people ... not just my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I walk through life, I long for strong friendships. A few friends.... that I can walk through life with. Friends that come over for a birthday party and when things are in turmoil. And it's real. And it's fun. And sometimes it's painful ..... because it's life &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These are my thoughts. It gets lonely in my shoes. I'm sure it gets lonely in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;your's&lt;/span&gt; too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're not alone. It's hard to make friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-4051661856649941778?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/4051661856649941778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=4051661856649941778' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4051661856649941778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4051661856649941778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/04/somebody-has-to-say-it.html' title='Somebody has to say it'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-6781623871870975784</id><published>2011-04-14T06:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T08:08:57.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Crafts for small ones</title><content type='html'>My girls LOVE making things. So, I collected a few ideas from the corners of my brain, started saving egg shells, and a few days later we were ready to create!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qY50x_uPckI/TabhkB0FfLI/AAAAAAAABKg/zVSyd3qsfS4/s1600/Eastercraft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595407596132859058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qY50x_uPckI/TabhkB0FfLI/AAAAAAAABKg/zVSyd3qsfS4/s400/Eastercraft.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Egg shell crosses {on torn paper hills.... tearing paper is great for fine motor skills}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Painted Easter eggs { large paper eggs, crayon, watercolors}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Eggs in the grass {watercolors, Easter grass}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many choices for supplies, but I think the best ones come right from the recyling box and the art supply box!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-6781623871870975784?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/6781623871870975784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=6781623871870975784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6781623871870975784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6781623871870975784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-crafts-for-small-ones.html' title='Easter Crafts for small ones'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qY50x_uPckI/TabhkB0FfLI/AAAAAAAABKg/zVSyd3qsfS4/s72-c/Eastercraft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-7512518782141468625</id><published>2011-04-07T14:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T14:28:08.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all fun and games until ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ceyJ2An-zgA/TZ4AzlV6CsI/AAAAAAAABKY/Dd7yyhnN9v4/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592908673438059202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ceyJ2An-zgA/TZ4AzlV6CsI/AAAAAAAABKY/Dd7yyhnN9v4/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_-LqcV_jP4/TZ4AzStZK_I/AAAAAAAABKQ/j8Z6ws5pcSE/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592908668436294642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_-LqcV_jP4/TZ4AzStZK_I/AAAAAAAABKQ/j8Z6ws5pcSE/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bed rest, with a broke leg, is no fun........ even when you're "Polly". &lt;br /&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/20744484-7512518782141468625?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/7512518782141468625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=7512518782141468625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7512518782141468625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7512518782141468625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-all-fun-and-games-until.html' title='It&apos;s all fun and games until ....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ceyJ2An-zgA/TZ4AzlV6CsI/AAAAAAAABKY/Dd7yyhnN9v4/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-7001372753829516282</id><published>2011-03-31T22:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T22:26:16.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She builds again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-87lEkTd_uDo/TZU2XfHDZmI/AAAAAAAABKI/4GYq7lTohEE/s1600/3-31-2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590434289566312034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-87lEkTd_uDo/TZU2XfHDZmI/AAAAAAAABKI/4GYq7lTohEE/s400/3-31-2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She stacks one at a time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carefully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She observes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She waits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She stacks the next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eventually, the tower tips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They all fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She builds again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She stacks one at a time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She finds joy in the process ... not necessarily the result. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you find joy in the process .... even if the result is not as you had hoped? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm still learning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-7001372753829516282?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/7001372753829516282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=7001372753829516282' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7001372753829516282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7001372753829516282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/03/she-builds-again.html' title='She builds again'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-87lEkTd_uDo/TZU2XfHDZmI/AAAAAAAABKI/4GYq7lTohEE/s72-c/3-31-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8318827703022162220</id><published>2011-03-24T22:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T23:12:48.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In my skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like being me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In fact, I'm pretty comfortable in my own skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know myself well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know what works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know when I'm faking it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faking it stresses me out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to be....&lt;br /&gt;crafting with my kids, playing outside,&lt;br /&gt;capturing life on film, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reading, decorating, and uncluttering.&lt;br /&gt;And  I want to have time to write about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, my dear friends.... my Etsy shop is closing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For now. Not forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm limiting my local sales... I need time to breathe.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We have so much life to live.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8318827703022162220?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8318827703022162220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8318827703022162220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8318827703022162220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8318827703022162220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-my-skin.html' title='In my skin'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-6670954287989857579</id><published>2011-03-21T11:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T11:21:24.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Precipitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VMedAqwBkXw/TYdqDiOD4NI/AAAAAAAABJg/7TdNrNk4vIA/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586550471734321362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VMedAqwBkXw/TYdqDiOD4NI/AAAAAAAABJg/7TdNrNk4vIA/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She practiced. A LOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She knew how to spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She could rattle off the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definition&lt;/span&gt; like it was her middle name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Precipitation ~ A deposit on the earth of mist, rain, sleet, or snow." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was the one who was reserved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why does she have to get big? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--oyEoLSGQ-0/TYdrOFhaojI/AAAAAAAABJw/Jp2iqvNPE_M/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586551752521065010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--oyEoLSGQ-0/TYdrOFhaojI/AAAAAAAABJw/Jp2iqvNPE_M/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She rocked it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I knew she would. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She introduced herself, said her piece, and then concluded with &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Thank you"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I clapped, smiled, hugged. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She rolled her eyes. And skipped back to class. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She's my girl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-6670954287989857579?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/6670954287989857579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=6670954287989857579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6670954287989857579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6670954287989857579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/03/precipitation.html' title='Precipitation'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VMedAqwBkXw/TYdqDiOD4NI/AAAAAAAABJg/7TdNrNk4vIA/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-9064540399038183830</id><published>2011-03-15T22:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T22:37:46.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HOTEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadie is  hotel crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been sleeping with her bathing suit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convinced ..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convinced that at any moment we will pack up and sleep in a hotel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will swim in a pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will "play" there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will jump on hotel beds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to be honest.... expect pictures in the near future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I melt at these heart felt requests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-9064540399038183830?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/9064540399038183830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=9064540399038183830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/9064540399038183830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/9064540399038183830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/03/hotel.html' title='HOTEL'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-358058268362942872</id><published>2011-03-08T06:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T06:49:14.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Make a Deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day, as life busily happened, I thought of having lunch with a friend I haven't seen in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my thoughts progressed, I pictured a table full of people that make my life wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, old and new, all together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I poured the lemonade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The table was beautifully set... very "crafty" {very me}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you were there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We laughed into the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I carried sleeping children to their beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I couldn't stop smiling .... thinking of the amazing people in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's make a deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's sit at eachother's table more often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't get enough of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/20744484-358058268362942872?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/358058268362942872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=358058268362942872' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/358058268362942872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/358058268362942872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-make-deal.html' title='Let&apos;s Make a Deal'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8570611873444860066</id><published>2011-03-03T08:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T08:57:33.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Megalicious</title><content type='html'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Names tell a story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's funny how a person grows into their name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or even &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how they perfectly match the power of their name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My cousin Matt calls me "Megalicious". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's his version of the name "Megan" being matched with my soul?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's just to make me smile? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it tells a story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story of our friendship. A story of cousins. A story of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://www.rockanddrool.com/2011/03/02/everybody-has-a-story/"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt; inspired this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have stories to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share one with me below... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8570611873444860066?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8570611873444860066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8570611873444860066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8570611873444860066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8570611873444860066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/03/megalicious.html' title='Megalicious'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-6173490504459219246</id><published>2011-03-02T13:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T13:31:34.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mt-KT_RlViI/TW6M5KSppeI/AAAAAAAABJQ/w_5auI02ENk/s1600/conference%2Bpics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579551902001636834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mt-KT_RlViI/TW6M5KSppeI/AAAAAAAABJQ/w_5auI02ENk/s400/conference%2Bpics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am super blessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 blog conferences in 30 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of fun. Lots of work {to make them possible}. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I learned. I laughed. I connected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, I'm off to clean my house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a date with your blog tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have lots of reading to catch up on..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As always, thanks for reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some great posts are on the way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-6173490504459219246?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/6173490504459219246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=6173490504459219246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6173490504459219246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6173490504459219246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/03/adventures-in-blogging.html' title='Adventures in blogging'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mt-KT_RlViI/TW6M5KSppeI/AAAAAAAABJQ/w_5auI02ENk/s72-c/conference%2Bpics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-9001473557020713294</id><published>2011-02-21T11:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T10:54:21.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because we were friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SxiUIvH5nmQ/TWKVXE6DTlI/AAAAAAAABJI/f0S9wV47B8o/s1600/chris%2526meg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576183512324853330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SxiUIvH5nmQ/TWKVXE6DTlI/AAAAAAAABJI/f0S9wV47B8o/s400/chris%2526meg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I met Chris when I was 19 years old. Sure, we went to college together....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But our greatest bond was Disney Land passes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'd go and ride Space Mountain for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All because we were friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When my boyfriend would come to visit, he would stay with Chris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They became friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chris dated my roomate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both relationships ended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We still talked everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In August, we will toast 9 years of marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a wild ride.... and it's gone by so quickly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to think... this all started 14 years ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because we were friends. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/20744484-9001473557020713294?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/9001473557020713294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=9001473557020713294' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/9001473557020713294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/9001473557020713294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/02/because-we-were-friends.html' title='Because we were friends'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SxiUIvH5nmQ/TWKVXE6DTlI/AAAAAAAABJI/f0S9wV47B8o/s72-c/chris%2526meg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-5125107110363671823</id><published>2011-02-18T06:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T06:35:38.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweeting with God .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBMHfj3TklI/TV5ZS7TtS9I/AAAAAAAABJA/amNTi5Ay7_A/s1600/cintia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574991570424122322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBMHfj3TklI/TV5ZS7TtS9I/AAAAAAAABJA/amNTi5Ay7_A/s400/cintia2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cintia is a great friend of mine who recently launched her first ebook: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tweeting with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited she agreed to guest post! Be sure to visit her blog and pick up an ebook! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's Cintia ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Motherhood is a sublime stage of life. You learn to juggle all your previous responsibilities with new ones. You discover that your sleeping patterns change and so does your prayer life, for a season. While you are caring for little ones, remember the Good Shepherd feeds you and gently leads you to good pastures. It’s up to you to stay in touch with God through prayer. Tweeting with God is a way to do just that. Saying short, focused prayers throughout the day will bring fellowship, answers and peace, all while setting a good example to your children. God is just a tweet away my friend! This is what my new eBook Tweeting with God is all about. I want to encourage you as you go through life to know what God is near, He loves you and He cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you stop by the blog and check the eBook out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cintia Listenbee is a journalist who blogs at www.simplycintia.com Her new eBook is called “Tweeting with God.” &lt;a href="http://www.simplycintia.com/p/ebook.html"&gt;http://www.simplycintia.com/p/ebook.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-5125107110363671823?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/5125107110363671823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=5125107110363671823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5125107110363671823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5125107110363671823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/02/tweeting-with-god.html' title='Tweeting with God .....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBMHfj3TklI/TV5ZS7TtS9I/AAAAAAAABJA/amNTi5Ay7_A/s72-c/cintia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-2716072372750503438</id><published>2011-02-15T21:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T09:54:55.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Decisions Make Great Stories.</title><content type='html'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today's adventures, I passed a sign that read,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Bad decisions make great stories."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a LOT of great stories to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have I told you about the time my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt; and I feel asleep on a train? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In New York City? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were 18. We slept all the way to the end of the line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 2 a.m. No more trains for the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for us, the local bar {Crocodile Tears} was still open. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We felt right at home and began dancing with our new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Closing time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hand selected the most sober drivers and begged for a ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung on for life. They ditched us at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dobbs&lt;/span&gt; Ferry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quarter later, a taxi was on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit our beds around 5 am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept .... and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pm found us awake and hungry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then that I realized I had left my wallet and checkbook in the taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was never to be seen again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad decisions make great stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share one of yours. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-2716072372750503438?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/2716072372750503438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=2716072372750503438' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2716072372750503438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2716072372750503438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/02/bad-decisions-make-great-stories.html' title='Bad Decisions Make Great Stories.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-4516117016742931999</id><published>2011-02-11T23:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T00:44:00.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A room for my mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dictionary.com tells it best:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honor (verb): to hold in honor or high respect; revere: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To honor one's parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honor is a verb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It requires action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've added 2 more chairs to our dining room table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our house is under construction.... we are adding on another bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and step dad have come to live with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honor is a verb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It isn't always easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's definitely worth it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-4516117016742931999?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/4516117016742931999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=4516117016742931999' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4516117016742931999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4516117016742931999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/02/room-for-my-mother.html' title='A room for my mother'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-1868238889423438125</id><published>2011-02-07T09:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T09:26:06.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Along for the ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TVAA1FuB4PI/AAAAAAAABI4/gMD1ekzVCWc/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570953651125608690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TVAA1FuB4PI/AAAAAAAABI4/gMD1ekzVCWc/s400/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TVAA05gioUI/AAAAAAAABIw/cPtJgOPykhk/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570953647847809346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TVAA05gioUI/AAAAAAAABIw/cPtJgOPykhk/s400/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-1868238889423438125?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/1868238889423438125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=1868238889423438125' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1868238889423438125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1868238889423438125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/02/along-for-ride.html' title='Along for the ride'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TVAA1FuB4PI/AAAAAAAABI4/gMD1ekzVCWc/s72-c/060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-4989219435269894394</id><published>2011-02-05T09:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:09:39.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Phone Never Rang</title><content type='html'>I was on my way to Blissdom. Checking off my mental "to do" list. Expecting a call. A call that should have come an hour ago. Funny..... my phone never rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wait. &lt;em&gt;Where is my phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then I *mentally* saw it happen. I had left the phone on top of my trunk. I had finished packing the car... and then drove away. I DROVE AWAY. The phone was forever gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 days away from my kids. WITH NO PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might as well have forgotten everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shared my grief with girlfriends...for 5 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I first heard of email as a freshman in college. I never thought I'd use it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was a junior, I got a pager. It was cutting edge for a 20 year old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A cell phone..... &lt;em&gt;why would the average person need one?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've become very aware, very quickly, how much I rely on "my phone." It's my clock, my alarm, my calendar.... If my kids need me... If my sister wants to chat... if my husband texts me something funny......... not to mention~ phone calls, pictures, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, what have I learned? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friends are social media fanatics. I'm one too.&lt;br /&gt;And that's ok. No excuses needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My grandmother had a Mahjong circle of friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My circle of friends connect on Twitter, Face Book, my &lt;a href="http://sweetsadiemarie.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, and more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Technology has helped these friendships to grow. So, until I get that new phone... send me your address? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-4989219435269894394?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/4989219435269894394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=4989219435269894394' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4989219435269894394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4989219435269894394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/02/phone-never-rang.html' title='The Phone Never Rang'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3703522300663215865</id><published>2011-02-03T12:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T13:07:06.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My kids will do it differently</title><content type='html'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once upon a time, I decided I would do things differently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wouldn't be a neat freak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd sleep in on vacation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My kids wouldn't watch junk tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most of these decisions were made as a result of the way I grew up. However, when you've grown up in two households, you have a lot of options for decision making. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My mind was set. I knew HOW I wanted it done. Then I had kids. Kids who are always growing and changing. And my rules started changing..... a little here, a little there. Before I knew it, they were a new set of rules. &lt;strong&gt;My rules.&lt;/strong&gt; Rules made from experience and understanding. Rules that I can break at any time. Rules that allow GRACE to always rule. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know my kids will do it differently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, there is one rule I hope they keep the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rule 134: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When sleeping in a hotel, you MUST jump on the bed. At least once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to hear what you think ..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-3703522300663215865?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3703522300663215865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3703522300663215865' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3703522300663215865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3703522300663215865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-kids-will-do-it-differently.html' title='My kids will do it differently'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-1801009822076924061</id><published>2011-01-27T17:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T17:59:43.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We speak "Pink"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A big girl who loves PINK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pink. Glitter. High heels. Pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little girl who loves everything her sister does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have become a family who speaks and understands the language of pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my girls grow, I know we will speak other colors..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm soaking up the pink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving them in these days of &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color do you speak? &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/20744484-1801009822076924061?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/1801009822076924061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=1801009822076924061' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1801009822076924061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1801009822076924061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-speak-pink.html' title='We speak &quot;Pink&quot;'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3632972763454719501</id><published>2011-01-20T09:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T10:28:59.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When reality is better than the dream</title><content type='html'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all have dreams for our kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sadie looks like she's on the verge of walking. From a stranger, "Any day now and you'll be running to keep up with her." It appears to be this way, yet we know differently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever held so tightly to a dream that you can't figure out why it isn't reality? I think that's where I've been. My daily thoughts look something like this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe if I practice with her more?  Can I buy a device that will help her?  Maybe if I wanted it more for her God would answer this prayer ?  She's 4. Maybe she'll walk when she's 5?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This week, it clicked for me. It was real.. and it was sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't fix this.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadie is much more than what I can't fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's funny and so uniquely herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her laugh melts me. She has an awesome imagination and adores books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves Jesus and talks about him almost everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her reality is much better than the dream. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-3632972763454719501?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3632972763454719501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3632972763454719501' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3632972763454719501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3632972763454719501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-reality-is-better-than-dream.html' title='When reality is better than the dream'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-7061969419158608660</id><published>2011-01-18T14:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T14:43:49.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm not in it to win it... I'm in it for you"</title><content type='html'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newest favorite song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RxWK3qACDGk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RxWK3qACDGk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-7061969419158608660?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/7061969419158608660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=7061969419158608660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7061969419158608660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7061969419158608660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-not-in-it-to-win-it-im-in-it-for-you.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m not in it to win it... I&apos;m in it for you&quot;'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3434398844796868389</id><published>2011-01-15T22:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T22:44:17.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to follow you!</title><content type='html'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are quite a few new followers at Sweet Sadie Marie!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are new... please, leave a comment so I can follow you back!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I look forward to getting to know you!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-3434398844796868389?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3434398844796868389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3434398844796868389' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3434398844796868389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3434398844796868389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-want-to-follow-you.html' title='I want to follow you!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-7555705200423107279</id><published>2011-01-13T06:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T06:24:00.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me too ...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Sadie and I had this conversation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadie: "I am Sadie."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadie {even louder}: "I am Sadie."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: "I love Sadie."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadie: "Me too." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then we both laughed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TS5_FJG-tXI/AAAAAAAABIc/9aJ3x-nr_48/s1600/Mozingo%2BPhotography-%2Bwith%2Blogo-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561522316170409330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TS5_FJG-tXI/AAAAAAAABIc/9aJ3x-nr_48/s400/Mozingo%2BPhotography-%2Bwith%2Blogo-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-7555705200423107279?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/7555705200423107279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=7555705200423107279' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7555705200423107279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7555705200423107279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/01/me-too.html' title='Me too ...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TS5_FJG-tXI/AAAAAAAABIc/9aJ3x-nr_48/s72-c/Mozingo%2BPhotography-%2Bwith%2Blogo-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-4909275900165962240</id><published>2011-01-12T09:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T09:09:28.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's beginning to look a lot like.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TS20zdhVH9I/AAAAAAAABIM/i9HrqPj__dA/s1600/Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561299911063183314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TS20zdhVH9I/AAAAAAAABIM/i9HrqPj__dA/s400/Christmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas came and went.... so quickly! Here is a small recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) All dressed up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; Christmas Eve service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caris&lt;/span&gt; walked into the living room on Christmas morning and exclaimed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It's a toy wonderland!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) Sadie wanted a baby for Christmas. She was so happy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) The first "White Christmas" in almost 50 years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a fabulous Christmas.... I hope you did too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What was your favorite toy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-4909275900165962240?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/4909275900165962240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=4909275900165962240' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4909275900165962240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4909275900165962240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to look a lot like.....'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TS20zdhVH9I/AAAAAAAABIM/i9HrqPj__dA/s72-c/Christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-1252871274541214439</id><published>2011-01-07T08:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T17:16:30.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you like Lemon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Right on time. Man these steps are steep. Hang my coat. Clock in. Back up the steps. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soup for today: New England Clam Chowder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Special: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Halibut&lt;/span&gt; with stewed tomatoes and M&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ac &amp;amp; Cheese&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check my tables. Nothing yet. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, good. Next week's schedule is up. Double take. What? Why am I &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; on for Friday? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Karen. I noticed that next week's schedule is up and I'm not on it for Friday. I ALWAYS waitress on Friday nights."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dropped her pen and looked up at me with a smile. The pause seemed to last an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes.... and you shine on Fridays. It's a good crowd and you work it well. But right now, Sherry needs a Friday. So........&lt;em&gt; blah,blah,blah, blah...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and excused myself....refusing to let her see my watery eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was money to take to college with me, but more than anything it was pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could work a Friday night like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;no one's&lt;/span&gt; business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew the answers. I knew the faces. I knew how to do it ..... and I did it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than that... the faces knew me. And&lt;strong&gt; they&lt;/strong&gt; knew I did it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday nights were a trophy and now I had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So many people have shared their Friday nights with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I'm 32. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I get it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Those Friday nights have made a difference in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday nights... given to me by a wiser soul ... knowing I needed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just like Sherry needed it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Share a Friday night story with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-1252871274541214439?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/1252871274541214439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=1252871274541214439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1252871274541214439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1252871274541214439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/01/would-you-like-lemon.html' title='Would you like Lemon?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-8247786329594836326</id><published>2011-01-05T21:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T21:59:13.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A packing list for Blog Conferences</title><content type='html'>Headed to a Blog Conference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some items you'll want to pack:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clothes&lt;/strong&gt; : Pack the pieces that make you feel fabulous. Jeans, khakis, Dresses. (Up to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;{Dress for you.} &lt;/div&gt;Comfortable shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all else fails (and just for fun): Borrow clothes &amp;amp; accessories from a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUR Media tools&lt;/strong&gt; : Laptop, cell phone, iPad, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pack cords for charging. {If you forget, try lost &amp;amp; found at the hotel}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surge protector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera/ video camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toiletries&lt;/strong&gt;: Your daily basics... and then some? {Tylenol, etc.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other&lt;/strong&gt;: snacks, a book you are reading, a picture of your kids, a notebook for taking notes, gum, your planner, etc. {leave the kitchen sink at home}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about what you use on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;Will you use it even at a conference? Pack it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID I MISS?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-8247786329594836326?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/8247786329594836326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=8247786329594836326' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8247786329594836326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/8247786329594836326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/01/packing-list-for-blog-conferences.html' title='A packing list for Blog Conferences'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-2170131472238058307</id><published>2011-01-04T12:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T12:05:08.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Tips for a Successful Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6nnnXLWiZpY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6nnnXLWiZpY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-2170131472238058307?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/2170131472238058307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=2170131472238058307' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2170131472238058307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2170131472238058307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2011/01/10-tips-for-successful-conference.html' title='10 Tips for a Successful Conference'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-2699375467062896811</id><published>2010-12-31T10:41:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:20:51.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As we say goodbye to 2010 ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I lay down my pen for 2010 , I'm flooded with visions of life we've shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As life directs my writing, my stories share seasons of the soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some are filled with funny &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;anecdotes&lt;/span&gt; and fabulous times with friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Days when Sadie's special needs tell other stories of our small family working hard to make the best possible world for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yet others are devoted to celebrating life ... and all God has given us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am very aware that these are the good 'ol days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I treasure the fact that you have shared them with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, before we close the door on 2010 ..... here's a peak at my favorite posts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/02/dear-mr-road-rage.html"&gt;Dear Mr. Road Rage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-your-gift.html"&gt;What is Your Gift ?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-squeeze-juice-box.html"&gt;Don't Squeeze the Juice Box&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/04/10-tips-to-transform-your-space.html"&gt;10 Tips to Tranform Your Space&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/11/masking-disability.html"&gt;Masking Disability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-2699375467062896811?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/2699375467062896811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=2699375467062896811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2699375467062896811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2699375467062896811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-we-say-goodbye-to-2010.html' title='As we say goodbye to 2010 ...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-9037261967102550305</id><published>2010-12-30T06:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T00:23:15.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you smarter than P-E-N-N-S-Y-L-V-A-N-I-A  ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;1987.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3rd grade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The spelling word: Pennsylvania.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 kids tried and failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My turn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P-E-N-N-S-Y-L-V-A-N-I-A. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kristy Fiore clapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started jumping up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was momentous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I reflect on the past, I am reminded to celebrate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;life's P-E-N-N-S-Y-L-V-A-N-I-A moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-9037261967102550305?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/9037261967102550305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=9037261967102550305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/9037261967102550305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/9037261967102550305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/are-you-smarter-than-p-e-n-n-s-y-l-v-n.html' title='Are you smarter than P-E-N-N-S-Y-L-V-A-N-I-A  ?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-6133948627222569227</id><published>2010-12-28T00:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T00:36:27.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recreational Eating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laughter. Christmas. Sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remembering Christmas past and feeling as if it were sooner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandparents. Presents. Card playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eating way too many baked goods...knowing soon the scale will reveal it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Snow. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; playing. Christmas movie watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soaking in every moment.... knowing these moments will pass too soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-6133948627222569227?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/6133948627222569227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=6133948627222569227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6133948627222569227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/6133948627222569227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/recreational-eating.html' title='Recreational Eating'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-1202399252083946887</id><published>2010-12-24T08:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T08:57:51.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWq60oyrHVQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWq60oyrHVQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-1202399252083946887?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/1202399252083946887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=1202399252083946887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1202399252083946887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1202399252083946887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-7383582307644166067</id><published>2010-12-21T06:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T13:55:02.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's as close as we're getting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TRCX_2M0QpI/AAAAAAAABIA/oKIUqwPH_x8/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553105463684645522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TRCX_2M0QpI/AAAAAAAABIA/oKIUqwPH_x8/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TRCX_vP6LeI/AAAAAAAABH4/Dl9ZZBu8zwA/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553105461818568162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TRCX_vP6LeI/AAAAAAAABH4/Dl9ZZBu8zwA/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TRCX_WWkZZI/AAAAAAAABHw/Wjfdv8zxEOE/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553105455135614354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TRCX_WWkZZI/AAAAAAAABHw/Wjfdv8zxEOE/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last week we delivered our letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The girls are a little scared of the jolly man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, they love a trip to the Post Office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's on your list for Santa?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/20744484-7383582307644166067?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/7383582307644166067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=7383582307644166067' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7383582307644166067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/7383582307644166067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-as-close-as-were-getting.html' title='It&apos;s as close as we&apos;re getting'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TRCX_2M0QpI/AAAAAAAABIA/oKIUqwPH_x8/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-62132273817524207</id><published>2010-12-18T13:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T16:37:36.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The gift of giving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There will be presents under the tree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quite a few. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We like to &lt;em&gt;give&lt;/em&gt; gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we like something else more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The presents our kids open are tools we use when we play with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, we play with our kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's what makes the gift of giving so exciting.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that it will bring hours of fun. and learning. and conversation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now that's gift giving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-62132273817524207?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/62132273817524207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=62132273817524207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/62132273817524207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/62132273817524207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/gift-of-giving.html' title='The gift of giving'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3569190490451150136</id><published>2010-12-14T20:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:21:16.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All decked out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQgXJhbqGXI/AAAAAAAABHI/t2R5CN1LXog/s1600/Christmaspost2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550711993094773106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQgXJhbqGXI/AAAAAAAABHI/t2R5CN1LXog/s400/Christmaspost2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQgXJGOsNyI/AAAAAAAABHA/0tDUOhFIsOw/s1600/Christmaspost1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550711985792628514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQgXJGOsNyI/AAAAAAAABHA/0tDUOhFIsOw/s400/Christmaspost1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQgXKOW_rZI/AAAAAAAABHQ/v4LNhPd1JoI/s1600/Christmasposttreeorna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550712005154811282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQgXKOW_rZI/AAAAAAAABHQ/v4LNhPd1JoI/s400/Christmasposttreeorna.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQgXI2WZKsI/AAAAAAAABG4/0pz27w-KyKA/s1600/Christmas%2Bpost%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550711981529967298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQgXI2WZKsI/AAAAAAAABG4/0pz27w-KyKA/s400/Christmas%2Bpost%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a glimpse of our Christmas decorations!  I love putting everything up ...... but taking them down is another story!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope your lights are up ... and that they shine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/20744484-3569190490451150136?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3569190490451150136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3569190490451150136' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3569190490451150136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3569190490451150136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-decked-out.html' title='All decked out'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQgXJhbqGXI/AAAAAAAABHI/t2R5CN1LXog/s72-c/Christmaspost2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-210593085558456589</id><published>2010-12-14T11:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T11:02:54.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadie</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E0iXIXzQ0hY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E0iXIXzQ0hY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-210593085558456589?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/210593085558456589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=210593085558456589' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/210593085558456589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/210593085558456589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/sadie.html' title='Sadie'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-5068068217523706041</id><published>2010-12-13T16:46:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T16:57:58.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Handmade Christmas:  Inspiration</title><content type='html'>I just couldn't close up this handmade party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want one more week to share things with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today ~ inspiration I get from other blogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are a few craft &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; who inspire me .... and many gifts have been made from their inspiration {and detailed directions}! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here they are :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aprettycoollife.com/2010/12/two-weeks-to-go.html"&gt;A Pretty Cool Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecreativeitchboutique.blogspot.com/2010/12/sew-cute-tuesday-120710.html"&gt;The Creative Itch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.howdoesshe.com/"&gt;How Does She?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are bound to find some great ideas on these blogs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you look for ideas when you are gifting? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;/span&gt;. Looking to start a new family tradition? Check out Craig's answer to yesterday's question... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-5068068217523706041?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/5068068217523706041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=5068068217523706041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5068068217523706041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5068068217523706041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/handmade-christmas-inspiration.html' title='Handmade Christmas:  Inspiration'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-1948351292982707229</id><published>2010-12-12T19:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T19:56:39.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's tradition .... A tale of trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We love cutting down our Christmas tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We do it every year&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Usually with my mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;{Hi, Mom!} &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Here's a glimpse...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQVuwwQopaI/AAAAAAAABGU/HGENdPs-6Ig/s1600/tree2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549963899671455138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQVuwwQopaI/AAAAAAAABGU/HGENdPs-6Ig/s400/tree2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQVuwaOUAlI/AAAAAAAABGM/eoYoH8HMkao/s1600/Tree2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 378px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549963893756133970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQVuwaOUAlI/AAAAAAAABGM/eoYoH8HMkao/s400/Tree2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Share a tradition..... new or old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait to hear!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-1948351292982707229?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/1948351292982707229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=1948351292982707229' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1948351292982707229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/1948351292982707229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-tradition-tale-of-trees.html' title='It&apos;s tradition .... A tale of trees'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TQVuwwQopaI/AAAAAAAABGU/HGENdPs-6Ig/s72-c/tree2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3347259568657650902</id><published>2010-12-09T23:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T23:09:46.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I think of Christmas movies, I think of &lt;strong&gt;Home Alone&lt;/strong&gt;.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, our current favorite is &lt;strong&gt;Elf&lt;/strong&gt;.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What's your favorite Christmas movie?  &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/20744484-3347259568657650902?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3347259568657650902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3347259568657650902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3347259568657650902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3347259568657650902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-4792990775573242009</id><published>2010-12-06T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:47:01.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A handmade Christmas : Felt hair clips</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lKsRKqmvGto?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lKsRKqmvGto?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-4792990775573242009?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/4792990775573242009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=4792990775573242009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4792990775573242009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4792990775573242009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/handmade-christmas-felt-hair-clips.html' title='A handmade Christmas : Felt hair clips'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-261099098371308338</id><published>2010-12-02T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T22:57:52.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TPhqtkqhD-I/AAAAAAAABF4/XAbkdZCxTh0/s1600/Mozingo%2BPhotography-%2Bwith%2Blogo-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546300272275427298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TPhqtkqhD-I/AAAAAAAABF4/XAbkdZCxTh0/s400/Mozingo%2BPhotography-%2Bwith%2Blogo-13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/20744484-261099098371308338?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/261099098371308338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=261099098371308338' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/261099098371308338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/261099098371308338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/12/us.html' title='Us'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TPhqtkqhD-I/AAAAAAAABF4/XAbkdZCxTh0/s72-c/Mozingo%2BPhotography-%2Bwith%2Blogo-13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-4951556194433317925</id><published>2010-11-29T20:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T20:53:21.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Handmade Chrismas: The ghost of Christmas past</title><content type='html'>Okay, this week I wanted to share a story of a past "Handmade Christmas". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've always made &lt;strong&gt;stuff&lt;/strong&gt;.  Always.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I have a brother who just celebrated his 10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday.  {Yes, you read that correctly}. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was smaller, I made a book basket for him.  It had his name spelled out in wooden {painted} letters.... and he used it for years and years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a gift I was proud of.   A gift I thought of .... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Share with us a  gift you've made and given in the past.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait to hear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-4951556194433317925?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/4951556194433317925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=4951556194433317925' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4951556194433317925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/4951556194433317925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/11/handmade-chrismas-ghost-of-christmas.html' title='Handmade Chrismas: The ghost of Christmas past'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-5573840486439498260</id><published>2010-11-26T20:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T20:32:46.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of turkey and a thankful heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We have it good.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;REALLY good.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I focus on how much we have ..... and how we can help others ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God seems to send awesome serving opportunities my way.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It' s been a cool week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanks for all you do to bless my life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-5573840486439498260?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/5573840486439498260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=5573840486439498260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5573840486439498260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/5573840486439498260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/11/lots-of-turkey-and-thankful-heart.html' title='Lots of turkey and a thankful heart'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-2814047812831611764</id><published>2010-11-22T15:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T15:48:02.821-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Handmade Christmas: Just  Bake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baking is a fabulous way to gift for the holidays! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From neighbors to friends.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baked goods can be packaged beautifully and given as a stand alone gift! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love to make/bake the following &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and pack it up in a Christmas tin {found at thrift stores for cheap}:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) Nestle Toll House Chocolate Chip Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just follow the recipe on the chip bag! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2) Pretzels dipped in chocolate and rolled in crushed Candy Canes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;* Pretty and delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3) Sugar cookies with red/green sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Follow an cook book recipe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4) Cake Balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bakerella is the expert... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bakerella.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;www.bakerella.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These make a BEAUTIFUL gift! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Share what you make or bake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Powered by Linky Tools&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.linkytools.com/wordpress_list.aspx?id=57985&amp;amp;type=thumbnail"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to enter your link and view this Linky Tools list...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-2814047812831611764?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/2814047812831611764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=2814047812831611764' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2814047812831611764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/2814047812831611764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/11/handmade-christmas-just-bake.html' title='Handmade Christmas: Just  Bake'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20744484.post-3121679827034404884</id><published>2010-11-21T22:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:21:35.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Icy Petzels"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TOngktp3ZpI/AAAAAAAABFw/g0sNXoZwHWc/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542207737791211154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TOngktp3ZpI/AAAAAAAABFw/g0sNXoZwHWc/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadie loves "Icy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Petzels&lt;/span&gt;"........ translated it means "Spicy Pretzels". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I like "Icy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Petzels&lt;/span&gt;" better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20744484-3121679827034404884?l=thecrumes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/feeds/3121679827034404884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20744484&amp;postID=3121679827034404884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3121679827034404884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20744484/posts/default/3121679827034404884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrumes.blogspot.com/2010/11/icy-petzels.html' title='&quot;Icy Petzels&quot;'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14210156017672317400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TJQGEev9AKI/AAAAAAAAA_8/jAvOiBaPhrY/S220/021.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3v8jWTvkJ-w/TOngktp3ZpI/AAAAAAAABFw/g0sNXoZwHWc/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
