<?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-250180193251789434</id><updated>2012-01-28T13:34:48.454-05:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='Grieving'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='Deals'/><category term='doctors'/><category term='death'/><category term='Review'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Control'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='committment'/><category term='woman'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='busy schedules'/><category term='Comforts'/><category term='Liberty University'/><category term='Freebies'/><category term='Government'/><category term='Book Reviews'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='family'/><category term='sports'/><category term='Networking'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Alexis'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='Grace'/><category term='kids'/><category term='God Connection'/><category term='sin'/><category term='Song'/><category term='Faith walk'/><category term='Organized'/><category term='Reviews'/><category term='excitement'/><category term='Valentines Day'/><category term='children'/><category term='Honesty'/><category term='Budget'/><category term='Heartbreak'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Bargains'/><category term='God'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Federal Funding'/><category term='poop'/><category term='Moms'/><category term='school'/><category term='Baker Publishing'/><category term='United States'/><category term='life'/><category term='time'/><category term='stages'/><category term='Mercy'/><category term='repentence'/><category term='belief'/><category term='Bites'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Seperation'/><category term='Kingdom Woman'/><category term='love'/><category term='First Love'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='Gospel Message'/><category term='Grandfather'/><title type='text'>Life Is... This is my Life...</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my quiet place, a place to share my most inner thoughts, and share with you the wonders of what I figure out in Life!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-5635029532699415906</id><published>2012-01-28T13:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T13:34:48.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Ridiculous....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;You know this is absolutely crazy, it has been ten years since Daniel passed away. I have learned to accept and deal with that. He is gone, and I must move on for that's what he would have wanted anyway. The ridiculous part is every time Elijah leaves the house, I almost fall apart, sometimes I do. I know that I have said I give it all to God, and that if it is his time, its his time. I don't know why I have such a fear about him leaving me. I probably need counseling or a&amp;nbsp; big kick in the butt. Either way I have to get over this fear! The craziest part is if something, God forbid did happen, and I was with him I could handle that better. I guess I just watched my mom go through such torment, even to this day, she has and never will be the same! Daniel was only 25, he had so much to live for! But that's another story....&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-5635029532699415906?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/5635029532699415906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-ridiculous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5635029532699415906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5635029532699415906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-ridiculous.html' title='This is Ridiculous....'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7934262471100732165</id><published>2011-11-13T13:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T13:59:50.250-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seperation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Do You Fear Dying?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="post hentry"&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;This was on my mind today, and I thought about it. Do you have an unnatural fear about dying? I think about it more now that I am getting older, most certainly. I don't think that my thoughts are unnatural, for we all come to terms that death is a natural part of life. I think more along the lines of how it will affect the lives of those left behind. Dying is the easy part. Sometimes my thoughts about something happening to one of my kids could be alittle out there, I think, after losing my brother at such an early age, compounded with my fear of "not trusting this crazy world".  I don't know what else to say about that one, I can take that one over to the OCD level. I have to be careful with that one. The Bible tells us not to fear death, and I know the end result of the journey is worth it. We are not of this world, or from this world, so we don't expect to stay in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have always been that way with my children. I have only meant to protect them and shelter them. Having grown up with a family of law enforcement, reality about the dangers of this world were real! Real stories,. real victims, real crime scenes... something you don't easily forget. It doesn't help either when you are street smart, and know what time it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to give this to God, I can't control it, and I can take responsibility for my role in this scenario. I can continuously pray for their safety, wisdom, strength and guidance, and above all else, the Intelligence to know to whom to go to when the troubles come, God.... for they are coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest gifts that I was ever told that  is this, "We as Christians have the power given to us by Jesus Christ our Lord to command the enemy to flee from us! He must flee! Oh trust me, He will be back, but you have that power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penny for your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-icons"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-share-buttons goog-inline-block"&gt;&lt;div class="goog-inline-block dummy-container"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="___plusone_0" style="cssfloat: none; display: inline-block; float: none; height: 20px; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-indent: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/250180193251789434-7934262471100732165?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7934262471100732165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/11/do-you-fear-dying.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7934262471100732165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7934262471100732165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/11/do-you-fear-dying.html' title='Do You Fear Dying?'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7503434606389261988</id><published>2011-10-14T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T07:00:51.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been so long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I can't believe how times flys, and the fact that I havent written in so long. So much is happening, I think too much. Yesterday I woke up and had tightness in my chest, and my blood pressure went up to 160/90 which is crazy, especially when my blood pressure is realy low, like 110 over whatever. Too much doing, I am PTA President at the Middle School, Vice President at the Elementary School, running five days a week between soccer and karate, as well as track, so I am tired. I can't forget that I am a full time student at Liberty University, no wonder I am struggling. I know I have to let something go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are all doing great, Alexis is in 7th grade already and Ej is in 3rd! No more babies thats for sure. They both excel at school which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out my other blogs, they need viewers and I would love for you to follow. &lt;a href="http://thewordasilearnit.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thewordasilearnit.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://eyesofareader.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://eyesofareader.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Traci&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7503434606389261988?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7503434606389261988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-has-been-so-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7503434606389261988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7503434606389261988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-has-been-so-long.html' title='It has been so long...'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-1106569123825419047</id><published>2011-08-16T18:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T18:46:06.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexis Medical Explorers Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gYRvchi8ggw/TkCegmBSPNI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Mt_OMi3Jteo/s200/P8010615.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7109388040411906427?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7109388040411906427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-plain-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7109388040411906427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7109388040411906427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-plain-fun.html' title='Just Plain Fun.....'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_IjsvSUwuYk/TkCc3z3E6vI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ugUwHnM63Y4/s72-c/P7240542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-3439229195253551976</id><published>2011-05-15T08:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T08:39:29.779-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>What If?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I just was having a passing thought that I am so blessed to know of Jesus. What if I lived in a country that didn't even know he was, or worse yet, knew who he was, and forbid us to love him? I can't imagine not having the freedom to read my Bible, and sadly, I must admit I was ashamed to read the Bible in public here in the US, for fear of what people would think?! Wow, who care's anyways? Those who give you a hard time about reading the Bible, are the one's we are commanded to share His Word with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am a University student majoring in Biblical Studies, I must admit, I am missing something; something that I don't know how to obtain, but feel like God and I could be alot closer. Understand this, this is my fault. He is open, and willing, and standing there with His arms wide open. Is it satan holding me back, or is it me? Is it an addiction, or fear of having to do what my flesh doesn't want to do. Sounds to me like selfishness. It's funny it probably is selfishness, but I want so badly to have the relationship with Jesus. It sounds to me after reading this, that the problem is me, and what am I going to do about it. What if I change? I know I will have what I am looking for, love!&lt;br /&gt;What If? What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-3439229195253551976?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/3439229195253551976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3439229195253551976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3439229195253551976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-if.html' title='What If?'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-8465379427547175554</id><published>2011-04-08T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T13:05:17.207-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Budget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='United States'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Federal Funding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><title type='text'>US Government May Close Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;For the last couple of days I have been watching the news on this whole government shut-down. I had heard that the government had done this once before in 1995, although I don't remember for it did not affect me much apparently. This shut-down would be different, my husband is employed by the DOD, and although he has not been notified of a furlough yet, it is a possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message I am getting is that the dilemma is not over the actual monetary budget, but the issue on whether or not the government will continue to federally support Planned Parenthood. Interestingly enough, the federal government has never funded abortions, but a program called Title 10. Title 10 is screening for cancer, mammograms, and other preventive procedures for women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will really be sad if the US stops paying the troops, especially those that are deployed in combat zones. Please pray for America, and that the Leadership makes good decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-8465379427547175554?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/8465379427547175554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/04/us-government-may-close-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8465379427547175554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8465379427547175554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/04/us-government-may-close-down.html' title='US Government May Close Down'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-4615209467913917175</id><published>2011-03-14T20:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T20:08:12.732-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>I would like to share my other blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I started a blog for all the book reviews that I do, and I would like your opinion. Please let me know what you think of it. &lt;a href="http://eyesofareader.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://eyesofareader.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Your opinion is important to me, so please review. Thanks so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-4615209467913917175?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/4615209467913917175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-would-like-to-share-my-other-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4615209467913917175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4615209467913917175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-would-like-to-share-my-other-blog.html' title='I would like to share my other blog.'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7449907825337589330</id><published>2011-02-14T07:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T07:57:42.544-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='committment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Blessings of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Today is a very special day for my family, not only is it Valentines Day, but it is also my husband's and I anniversary. Another year for us growing as a family, this holds very special to me, as we live in a world where family is devalued, and dysfunction is of the norm! It seems with each passing generation, the existence of a two family home is a term not understood by most. While we are in no way a perfect family, we work very hard to show each other love, devotion, and appreciation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that our marriage is even more glorified, when we have God's blessing! He is still our biggest encourager when thinks sometimes "feel"easier, to go apart, than to stand up and fight for the family.I can't say that building a life and family foundation with someone is easy, but I do know that with God first, and two parties willing to put the investment and work in, its an absolutely amazing journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take today to tell you loved one, how special they are, and how much you love them, not just today because its Valentine's Day, but because you have been given the greatest gift of all from God above, the gift of time, another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7449907825337589330?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7449907825337589330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/02/blessings-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7449907825337589330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7449907825337589330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/02/blessings-of-life.html' title='Blessings of Life'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-2096571061517591650</id><published>2011-02-07T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T08:21:26.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bites'/><title type='text'>Alexis Suffered Her First Dog Bite!</title><content type='html'>I don't think that childhood would be the same if you hadn't suffered some sort of animal bite. Cat, Dog, bird something. Yesterday Alexis suffered hers! She and her Best Friend were outside playing when the dog approached growling, so the girls took off running! Needless to say, that probably made the dog more excited and he jumped on her, knocked her down, and bit her is three different places! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know which is worse, looking at Alexis all banged up, or telling her Daddy what had happened. I think the Daddy part was the worse! I am so thankful that the dog did not attack her face, for I would have been bailing him out of Jail! Happy to report that the owner, and the dog are still among the living!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, the dog was a Collie and some other mix. It must have been the other mix that engaged the dogs, for I know Collie's are one of the most docile, sweet dogs on the planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Goodness that she has the love for little dogs, especially now, so that she will not be warped about the nature of dogs. I explained to her that animals have their own personalities, and likes and dislikes, so for what ever reason, this dog did not like Alexis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when Katelyn was a baby, my mother's Rottweiler hated Katelyn! We never let that dog anywhere near her, for the time he jumped at her through the glass of the sliding glass door, was enough for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy to report, no stitches, and the dog had all his shots including rabies, so no needles for Ali.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-2096571061517591650?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/2096571061517591650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/02/alexis-suffered-her-first-dog-bite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2096571061517591650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2096571061517591650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/02/alexis-suffered-her-first-dog-bite.html' title='Alexis Suffered Her First Dog Bite!'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-8998033676718855005</id><published>2011-02-03T07:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T07:10:46.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Know You Can Download a Kindle Reader and Read the Books for Free?</title><content type='html'>I have a Kindle and absolutely LOVE it! I download books to it on a daily basis by going to Amazon. com and then search for the free Kindle Books. After I bought my kindle, I learned that you could download the reader on to your PC, Phone, IPAD all for nothing, So really I didn't have to buy a Kindle, even though I love the ability to take my Kindle with me. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;My husband recently bought me an IPAD, which I love as well. I am able to access all my books on there too! To be honest, the normal paid price for a book on Kindle is around $9.99, but I have bought very little and have not spent much on books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also access Google Books, as well for free. Google has a large selection of great books. If you go to search on your Kindle, you are able to access the Internet, and Kindle gives you your own email account with Kindle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I would share.&lt;br /&gt;Traci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-8998033676718855005?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/8998033676718855005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/02/did-you-know-you-can-download-kindle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8998033676718855005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8998033676718855005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2011/02/did-you-know-you-can-download-kindle.html' title='Did You Know You Can Download a Kindle Reader and Read the Books for Free?'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-3905086200098333529</id><published>2010-12-05T01:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T01:59:45.745-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organized'/><title type='text'>The First Snow of the Year</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's actually snowing n Virginia. Very small, light snow, that of course is not sticking, but nevertheless, it's snow! I can't believe that we are winding down another year, time waits on no one, that's for sure. So many things I need to do, plans, goals, and objectives to be met! I do not want my desires of planning, goals, becoming extremely organized to fall on deaf ears, so I must be really diligent about making sure it happens, not doing like I usually do, and making a long list that sits in my planning book. We are leaving for the Bahama's on December 13th, yes I know, wow, perfect timing! A well needed break for everyone going! We invited my mother and Anthony's mother to go with us, my mom couldn't make it, but Anthony's mom is going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started writing a book, moving very slowly, and letting the Holy Spirit lead me in direction and what to write, again, I need to be more focused and work on it daily. I feel so much better about myself when I am on task, and organized. I guess it is a little bit of OCD kicking in, but hey, whatever works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony wants to sell the house, and move in six months. That's all good, but actually that means, Traci will do all the preparations, like usual! Not complaining, I am blessed to have such a good husband who has the ability to make these dreams, true and factual, when he says he wants to do something, it will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Kate is getting ready to come home for the holiday break, can't wait! Kody is turning 18 in 4 days! Wow I can't believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get out the Christmas cards, and in the mail, another one of my tasks on my list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Next Time,&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, I am really into Genealogy, I have made up a blog just for that purpose. Please check it out and follow would be wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bowlingkinnections.com/"&gt;http://bowlingkinnections.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-3905086200098333529?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/3905086200098333529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-snow-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3905086200098333529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3905086200098333529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-snow-of-year.html' title='The First Snow of the Year'/><author><name>Traci Bowling-Pollard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_sfvdRgiEE/TOnEaw_VtlI/AAAAAAAACtQ/kXObtZzK-m0/S220/traci.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-6625838787624086153</id><published>2010-11-17T08:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T07:28:22.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing the Spirit</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was flipping through pages on the Internet, (yes, you can do that, lol) and typed in my brother's name to see what came up. I do have a couple websites in memory of him, but I pulled up a website, called Healing the Spirit.org &lt;a href="http://www.healingthespirit.org/donor-listing.php#top"&gt;http://www.healingthespirit.org/donor-listing.php#top&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Daniel was a donor after he died, and this list listed him, as well as so many others. Click the Link, and see what a humbling experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/TOPVEybfiBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vGbplAXc8mM/s1600/dankids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/TOPVEybfiBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vGbplAXc8mM/s320/dankids.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Life is full of ups and down, but God said the storms will not last long! Trials come to make you strong, and I know that he will turn all the hurts, pain, and ugliness into something Good for his purpose.&lt;br /&gt;I am hanging on to this promise, because otherwise I can't see it..... Dan RIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;RT92URJS7H6V &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-6625838787624086153?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/6625838787624086153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/11/healing-spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6625838787624086153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6625838787624086153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/11/healing-spirit.html' title='Healing the Spirit'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/TOPVEybfiBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vGbplAXc8mM/s72-c/dankids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-4912984734639099549</id><published>2010-11-11T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:22:59.454-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gospel Message'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liberty University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>This is a Blog Piece that I Wrote For Liberty University on "The Gospel."</title><content type='html'>"Not everyone who says to Me, `Lord, Lord,' will enter the kingdom of heaven, but he who does the will of My Father who is in heaven will enter. "Many will say to Me on that day, `Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in Your name, and in Your name cast out demons, and in Your name perform many miracles?' "And then I will declare to them, `I never knew you; depart from Me, you who practice lawlessness.' Matthew 7:21-23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today's society perception is almost exclusive, what I mean is, a person can tell another person everything that they have ever read or heard about the bible, but if that person who is sharing the message, own lifestyle is less than desirable, then everything said about the message loses validity. Society perceives to be a "Christian" you must do certain things, routines, beliefs, customs or have particular traits to prove you are a Christian. Religion should I say, is often more important perception wise to the non-believer that the actual content of the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be completely honest, it is sometimes difficult to teach and share the Word in the hateful, sinful, world that we live in. It is almost an Anti-Christ. I remember as a child, praying in school, and now people are afraid to acknowledge the truth, that God is who he says he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some specific reasons that people reject the Christian gospel is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abuse and misrepresentation of the churches and pastors/ church officials of authority. It is hard to send in your money, or support the church, when the Pastor has been sentenced to prison for tax evasion. This is more common than not, and it takes away from the true message, that God is Good, and HE is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science, simply biology for example. A child is taught of evolution, and Dinosaurs not the Adam and Eve Story, and Genesis, How God created the World in seven days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear, or denial of the truth, people are "turned off" by the "Your going to Hell theory," Society today is a "me, me," society, and the thought of having to follow certain doctrine is denied by many. It is often construed of the Bible to be somewhat sexist, the misunderstanding of what roles woman played in the Bible for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians can help address these objections and better communicate the Christian gospel by setting a good example for a non-believer. Show him/her by example, how to live a Godly Lifestyle, share the truth's and promises that are for all people, in the Bible. When speaking to a person, make sure that what you are telling them is in line with what the Bible says. You are responsible to share the correct information with them. Honesty speaks heart, if you don't know the answer, say I don't know, let's find it together. Tell them about Jesus gift to all of us, and that Salvation is ours, if we ask for it. A lot of people, don't realize that they must ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-4912984734639099549?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/4912984734639099549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-is-blog-piece-that-i-wrote-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4912984734639099549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4912984734639099549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-is-blog-piece-that-i-wrote-for.html' title='This is a Blog Piece that I Wrote For Liberty University on &quot;The Gospel.&quot;'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-3187692725835416662</id><published>2010-11-01T15:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T10:48:00.982-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baker Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Networking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Momology: A Mom's Guide to Shaping Great Kids Book Review</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love great books, and read a lot, so when I find a great book, I have to share! As a mom to five, I learned fairly early, that in order to have some sort of Peace, there had to be sort of order! I know this sounds militant, but really, with five kids you almost have to be, organizational wise that is.....The author breaks down her book in sections, using practical examples and experience on mastering "momhood". The author starts with the key term "resilience" and teaching our children that no matter what the situation is, or circumstances are that they are still "good" even when bad things happen. Secondly, that children are taught through self-awareness that they are important and valuable to someone who cares for them, and third, that there is meaning to life that is bigger, and greater than we, and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The author, Shelly Radic shares that the core to being a great mom starts within us, sharing idea's for how to get to know ourselves, realizing and working with our strengths and weaknesses, taking the finesse to "fine tune" ourselves so that we can build our child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A big section of the book is entitled "Circles" regarding building a support system of other's around us, networking, building good and healthy girlfriends, continuing on throughout life with our husbands.&lt;br /&gt;Shelly Radic is witty, funny, and uses practical examples dealing with "real issues". Her book is easy to read, and suited for all ages and stages of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TSN85HBPA7DG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-3187692725835416662?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/3187692725835416662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/11/momology-moms-guide-to-shaping-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3187692725835416662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3187692725835416662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/11/momology-moms-guide-to-shaping-great.html' title='Momology: A Mom&apos;s Guide to Shaping Great Kids Book Review'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-8303335164248501202</id><published>2010-10-30T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:11:32.363-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandfather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comforts'/><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Quiet Time</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's Quiet in our house, got my oils from Bath and Body Works burning, everyone is still asleep, except for the dog and I. I am sitting by the fireplace, (Yes, it is 36 degree's here) thinking today will be a pajama day! We all rented movies last night from Blockbuster, so we are squared away! May put on the fuzzy socks to do my homework later, but for now just wanted to write down my thoughts. It's funny to re-read this, and see the key words, fireplace, fuzzy socks, oil's burning, and my computer (writing)... for these are my "comforts", things that make me feel good inside! lol.... It is funny but I have passed these traditions on down to my girls, got we will grab a fuzzy blanket, socks, books, and something smelling good in a minute! Sometimes, it's the simple things in life that bring you the most comfort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I shared with you a few days ago, that I had a "visit" from my grandmother in my dreams! She is in Heaven, so our "visits" are few and far between, but I love those dreams that are so real, you actually have to think about, "Did this just happen?", or am I still dreaming. These are the dreams that you don't want to end. I think I have had one "visit" with Daniel since he has been gone, hoping to have more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today I was thinking about my grandfather, "Papaw." Papaw was such a kind, patient man, who loved to just sit and talk, about each and everything we could think of! It's funny, I have had so many, many good memories of him. I still get that warm and fuzzy when I think of him, and how much I miss him! God is good, and I know that one day I will see him again, and have another talk! lol. He loved talking about John F Kennedy, when he was President, the books he read (mainly Louis L'Amour), cooking, and a vast of so many things. I miss his kind and gentle soul. I was so blessed as a child, I had great grandparents, and a wonderful relationship with them, I was even blessed with two sets of people, who took on the role of a grandparents, so I had "extras". I wish so much that my kids had that opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap this up, I wanted to share a song that I love, it brings back a lot of good memories, and the questions asked in the song, is what I wonder (and wish) for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-8303335164248501202?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7E88RUqyjts' title='Saturday Morning Quiet Time'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7E88RUqyjts' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/8303335164248501202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/10/saturday-morning-quiet-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8303335164248501202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8303335164248501202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/10/saturday-morning-quiet-time.html' title='Saturday Morning Quiet Time'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-3088122171202980818</id><published>2010-10-28T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T10:48:18.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surreal Thoughts this Morning</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It has been a long month, first Ej turned 8 years old! This along with other things, has been difficult for me. Lately for me, life has been stirring rapidly. This month alone I personally knew of two births of new babies, and received the word that two people's life would be ending, according to God's Will. It's funny, there is no question about the babies birth, a time for joy, new love, and new opportunities for growth; but what about the two lives that are slowing down. A dear 92 year old woman, as expected, is ready to go home. Who can question that? I mean 92 years, I know she has seen a lot. My Godmother on the other hand is more troublesome for me. She is a little older than my mom, and has suffered many years with Congestive Heart Failure. Her .family has been gathered all week around her, spending every second that you can possibly get with your loved one. One minute her pulse is weak, and it is expected any moment that she will go, and later on that evening she has enough strength to ask her son to watch the television news. The very next day, she gets up and goes to the doctor, and now her family reports that she is in a confusion when she speaks, one minute making sense, and the other minute, talking about her conversation with her deceased parents. I think that has been one of God's greatest gifts to this family, one more opportunity with their momma, his wife, their sibling and friend. How in the world do you get ready to say good-bye to your momma? Worse yet, how do you prepare to say good-bye to your child, like my mother had to do? Getting old, is freaking me out. I think its not so much as the actual event of death that I am afraid of, its for the one's left behind. I know how devastating it is to lose someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lately, I have realized my kid's are growing up so fast. I logically understand that at the age of eleven and eight years old, they are still babies in terms of experience in this world. It is my job to protect them, love them, and bring them up safely without the trauma, that we adults spend the rest of our lives in therapy trying to get over. It is equally heart-wrenching to see your young adult children, struggle to figure out who they are, and what they want to be when they grow up. You want to make so many safe decisions for them, but somehow through it all, you find the strength to sometimes let them make their own mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This morning I did something a little different with Elijah, I took the opportunity to "snuggle with him", and watched him sleep. Just quiet time, that we are so often in a hurry and miss. Rushing to get them up and ready to go somewhere, but today I didn't care, It was our time... didn't even matter if he was late for school, we had good quality time together. Oh, and by the way, he was still on time! lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing that I believe before forty years of age, life is/and was one big rush! Having children young, you never took the time to just enjoy them, it was always reaching from one goal to another. I remember watching my grandmother just sit and watch.... taking in every second of the situation that she had. Growing up, I always loved sitting and talking with older folks, and listening to their stories... it was those moments, that they had the opportunity to share with me, their "quiet moments" of life........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take each day given to me and my loved one's on a whole new level, I just wanted to share my thoughts with you friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-3088122171202980818?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/3088122171202980818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/10/surreal-thoughts-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3088122171202980818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3088122171202980818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/10/surreal-thoughts-this-morning.html' title='Surreal Thoughts this Morning'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-1823926040640174473</id><published>2010-10-14T09:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T09:54:43.467-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>A Day When You Just Want To Scream, "Thank You Jesus!"</title><content type='html'>I know there are days when nothing trivial happens to put you on the edge of your seat, or opportunities for us to see the TRUE Grace of God, but today has not been one of those tthankful mornings! When I share with you, I want to be real! I want to expose my frailties, mistakes ,&amp;nbsp;good and bad judgement calls, just LIFE as it happens in my world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so easy to get complacent as a parent, or careless, I must say..... Today I had one of those moments. EJ was at the&amp;nbsp;bus stop and I was on the phone. I had told that boy about twenty or so times, to stay out of the road, stop climbing, stay in the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned my back for a second, and apparently EJ was doing the balancing act of the curb, and almost lost his balance with a car coming! To make matters worse, my husband for some reason came home for something, and saw the whole thing! Icing on the cake!&lt;br /&gt;There was a poem written some time ago reflecting of the concept of what time really meant! I will try and find it, but it goes on to say, if you want to know the value of something ask someone that the essence of time is important!&amp;nbsp; Today a split second made all the difference in the world. Never will I think of a day, as a burden, such as being long, boring, etc and wishing for another day to come! You better take each second that God gives you.. Another thing I would "trip out on", was&amp;nbsp;growing old! I did not want for that to happen, but after losing someone close to me at a very young age unexpectedly, its a whole lot better than dying young. &lt;br /&gt;Kiss your kids, tell hubby you love him, and enjoy each second your given, its a Blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-1823926040640174473?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/1823926040640174473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-when-you-just-want-to-scream-thank.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1823926040640174473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1823926040640174473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-when-you-just-want-to-scream-thank.html' title='A Day When You Just Want To Scream, &quot;Thank You Jesus!&quot;'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-587020815950388926</id><published>2010-10-11T07:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T07:31:12.653-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heartbreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Love'/><title type='text'>Life is Painful Sometimes!</title><content type='html'>I think whole-heartenly the worst pain that a mom bears, other than Child birth... is watching your child experience a broken heart! The absolute worst feeling in the world, the experience in which you receive the most growth, and the best opportunity to pull closer to HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember mine on a high school level, and then again, several times as an adult! Something you never forget! I always ask myself, and have asked my kids, "What did you learn from this, and how will it make you stronger? &amp;nbsp;Life always teaches you lessons with each experience that it brings you.... the key is.... and I didn't realize this until a few go-a- rounds in life, is what it shows you,&amp;nbsp; from repeating the lesson over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God is all his Glory, has a sense of humor in all of this as well. I don't know about you, but I remember (looking back now it's funny) the silliness of my "first&amp;nbsp;love." I was convinced, at that particular time, that Life as I knew it was over after my first dramatic break-up.&amp;nbsp; My son and I laugh about it now, or should I say I still tease him, about how he was convinced his eighth grade love was the one for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you remember your first love? First heart break? What did you learn from it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-587020815950388926?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/587020815950388926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-is-painful-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/587020815950388926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/587020815950388926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-is-painful-sometimes.html' title='Life is Painful Sometimes!'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-2028768075123560819</id><published>2010-09-04T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T18:05:53.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ali's 11 Years Old Today.....</title><content type='html'>Wow, I cant believe that my little girl is turning 11, just seems like yesterday I was bringing her home! We t ook Ali to get her Ipod Touch, Roller Skates, and two pairs of Earrings that she wanted! Next weekend we are going camping with four of her girlfriends! That's going to be exciting!&amp;nbsp; Just wanted to share her day... &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-2028768075123560819?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/2028768075123560819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/09/alis-11-years-old-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2028768075123560819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2028768075123560819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/09/alis-11-years-old-today.html' title='Ali&apos;s 11 Years Old Today.....'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-1996526418438355016</id><published>2010-08-04T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T19:26:32.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson Man In The Mirror (Moonwalker Version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/SgtWIx2zLtk/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SgtWIx2zLtk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SgtWIx2zLtk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&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/250180193251789434-1996526418438355016?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/1996526418438355016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/08/michael-jackson-man-in-mirror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1996526418438355016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1996526418438355016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/08/michael-jackson-man-in-mirror.html' title='Michael Jackson Man In The Mirror (Moonwalker Version)'/><author><name>Traci P</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_sfvdRgiEE/S5vUM6dZkfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sfdrcmC16EE/S220/P5220182.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-2697711834558911871</id><published>2010-07-09T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T22:29:49.460-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bargains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freebies'/><title type='text'>I Love Finding Great Deals and Freebies while Shopping!</title><content type='html'>I love shopping, and especially love to find items that are free or greatly reduced! I love good quality, classic clothes, most of which are designer brands but refuse to pay high prices for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would share with you, my "secrets" to finding a great deal! As you may know, I love thrift stores, consignment stores, garage sales .... etc....I take my time, and stroll through all the racks of clothing, and look for price tags of under a dollar first. I can't tell you how many times I have purchased silk-lined wool pants in the winter, &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;Rafaella&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;Dolce&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;Gabana&lt;/span&gt;, and even scored on two Coach purses for $10.00 a piece!&amp;nbsp; I absolutely love a deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am looking for a particular item, the last being a gas grill, a great local website to check out, is &lt;a href="http://www.freecycle.org/"&gt;www.&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;freecycle&lt;/span&gt;.org&lt;/a&gt;. Google it, and then you enter the town that you live in, or the surrounding area. This is a great place, if you are looking to get rid of things, or are looking for things. Its all Free! I have received a laptop and a computer PC, &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;Craigslist&lt;/span&gt; is another great way to find a bargain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who love to read,&amp;nbsp; even if you do not own a Kindle, Amazon.com has a free reader for your computer, that you can download (Kindle for PC). Amazon list free digital books for free that you can download to your PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share your thoughts.....&lt;br /&gt;Traci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-2697711834558911871?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/2697711834558911871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-finding-great-deals-and-freebies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2697711834558911871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2697711834558911871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-finding-great-deals-and-freebies.html' title='I Love Finding Great Deals and Freebies while Shopping!'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-1413152983862878946</id><published>2010-06-23T11:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:37:30.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Website for Bloggers interested in making money!</title><content type='html'>I love to blog, and I also love to make money, legitimately of course! I found this website &lt;a href="http://walletboosters.com/"&gt;http://walletboosters.com/&lt;/a&gt; that I think is so cool. If you are interested in working from home, product testing, or blogging for dollars; I encourage you to check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have signed up for more product testing for blogging than anything else. This is where they send you the product to check out, and most of the time you get to keep it. There are several companies listed on this website, that are looking for testers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was a busy girl, I signed up for so many, I dont even know what all I signed up for. I will update you to advise you, if I really made any money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;Traci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-1413152983862878946?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://walletboosters.com' title='Cool Website for Bloggers interested in making money!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/1413152983862878946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/06/cool-website-for-bloggers-interested-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1413152983862878946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1413152983862878946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/06/cool-website-for-bloggers-interested-in.html' title='Cool Website for Bloggers interested in making money!'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-6013809283562429775</id><published>2010-06-16T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:47:44.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Elijah's Modeling "Gig" ....</title><content type='html'>I had always wondered what happened during a modeling "shoot", well &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;Ej&lt;/span&gt; went on his first one today! This assignment was relatively easy I assumed, it was for a swim wear/ pool product company. The photographer and production staff flew out from California, and were spending a week out here to photograph various models of all ages. The girls were photographed in the morning, and the little boys followed up in the afternoon! Boy, were they shocked! The girls were sweet and orderly, and the boys were busy and rowdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about stress and pressure! Oh my, this company was paying these children over one hundred and something dollars an hour, so of course, every little thing he did, I was busy in the background shaking my head, telling him no, and constantly saying pay attention, listen! I am exhausted! &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;Ej&lt;/span&gt; had a great time, splashing in the water, swimming, playing with the product toys, and to top it off he cashed in on our bribe of Pokemon cards and &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;Bakkugans&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know if I am good with this, it was a lot of pressure on the kids to be little adults. &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;Ej&lt;/span&gt; missed school today, including his awards ceremony. I thought about it today as he was playing, and I was stressing.... sometimes it's okay just to be a kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what the client told our agency, I know that they thought &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;Ej's&lt;/span&gt; pictures were good, they did say that.... but it will be very interesting! I will let you know, as soon as I find out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-6013809283562429775?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/6013809283562429775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/06/elijahs-modeling-gig.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6013809283562429775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6013809283562429775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/06/elijahs-modeling-gig.html' title='Elijah&apos;s Modeling &quot;Gig&quot; ....'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-2889257712792554966</id><published>2010-06-07T07:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T07:52:38.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Elijah...New York Here I Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/TAzdLMxE4JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/BYfH-DeduZU/s1600/Pollard+Family_652_.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/TAzdLMxE4JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/BYfH-DeduZU/s200/Pollard+Family_652_.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/TAzdF-s2UKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oYsTHfwselQ/s1600/Ej+Modeling+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/TAzdF-s2UKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oYsTHfwselQ/s320/Ej+Modeling+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/TAzdISjsYPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4-kRuqauAtQ/s1600/Elijah.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/TAzdISjsYPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4-kRuqauAtQ/s320/Elijah.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/TAzdIrcMjQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DDZXAmnDJWI/s1600/Elijah2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/TAzdIrcMjQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DDZXAmnDJWI/s320/Elijah2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The modeling agency called yesterday to see if Ej would be interested in a catalogue print! This would pay 125.00 per hour~We will see, not bad for a seven year old~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-2889257712792554966?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/2889257712792554966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/06/elijahnew-york-here-i-come.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2889257712792554966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2889257712792554966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/06/elijahnew-york-here-i-come.html' title='Elijah...New York Here I Come!'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/TAzdLMxE4JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/BYfH-DeduZU/s72-c/Pollard+Family_652_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-4978599208583070571</id><published>2010-05-25T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:52:17.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Alot of Work to be a Beauty Queen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/S_xwrrmg21I/AAAAAAAAAHk/VrQ5N1zDv1k/s1600/Beauty+Queens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/S_xwrrmg21I/AAAAAAAAAHk/VrQ5N1zDv1k/s320/Beauty+Queens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I haven't updated in a while in regards to Alexis' beauty pageant. She recently won the title of Miss Virginia South side Outstanding &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-teen, it's a local city level title covering the Southern part of Virginia (Suffolk, Portsmouth). During her year long tenure, she will be expected to fundraiser, volunteer, participate in&amp;nbsp;local community events for the city. We decided that we wanted to go forth and compete on the state level, Miss Virginia Pageant in the &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-teen division. We finally got all the paperwork in, went on a practice interview class, scheduled for two stage preps this week, visiting a nursing home this weekend, along with more local community service for the food bank. Alexis has decided her "platform" will be regarding hunger. She will focus in on the community of Hampton Roads. Although we have gotten tremendous support with sponsors, the pageant itself is so expensive! Will update you more as we progress! We had a local fundraiser last weekend to raise money for the scholarship fund, along with the other winners in different divisions. Miss Portsmouth, Miss Portsmouth outstanding teen, Alexis Miss Virginia South Side &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-teen division and the little miss. Here is a picture of the 2010 reigning queens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-4978599208583070571?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/4978599208583070571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-alot-of-work-to-be-beauty-queen.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4978599208583070571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4978599208583070571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-alot-of-work-to-be-beauty-queen.html' title='It&apos;s Alot of Work to be a Beauty Queen!'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/S_xwrrmg21I/AAAAAAAAAHk/VrQ5N1zDv1k/s72-c/Beauty+Queens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-369752879442834136</id><published>2010-05-09T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T09:49:05.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because He is So Sweet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/S-a8vWs1zhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/et-FB6J6zGI/s1600/Pollard+Family_543_.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/S-a8vWs1zhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/et-FB6J6zGI/s320/Pollard+Family_543_.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/S-a9LPlAkUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fIMjG-KUNhc/s1600/Pollard+Family_544_.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/S-a9LPlAkUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fIMjG-KUNhc/s320/Pollard+Family_544_.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-369752879442834136?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/369752879442834136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-because-he-is-so-sweet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/369752879442834136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/369752879442834136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-because-he-is-so-sweet.html' title='Just Because He is So Sweet!'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/S-a8vWs1zhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/et-FB6J6zGI/s72-c/Pollard+Family_543_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-6838525247559512689</id><published>2010-05-09T09:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T09:43:25.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/S-a70K3lNMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eVc0B7E4AhQ/s1600/Pollard+Family_542_.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/S-a70K3lNMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eVc0B7E4AhQ/s320/Pollard+Family_542_.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My family always go out of their way to make holiday/celebration's extra special. Daddy and Ali and EJ got up this morning early and went and got breakfast for us! I am so blessed to have such a great family. We are all meeting at noon to go to lunch at the Outback Restaurant. My mom and Matt are suppose to be there. I am hoping that they both are able to make it. Katelyn is on her way home too from college! How exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-6838525247559512689?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/6838525247559512689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6838525247559512689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6838525247559512689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-2010.html' title='Mothers Day 2010'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/S-a70K3lNMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eVc0B7E4AhQ/s72-c/Pollard+Family_542_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-6730368729916631191</id><published>2010-05-07T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:27:45.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mercy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Listening to this song on my blog.</title><content type='html'>I have always loved the song that plays on my blog. It makes so much since for me now, all the things that I have struggled with.... Letting go, and giving it to God. I know that I have to become more disciplined and consistant with studying/praying to Him. I know he is meeting me right where I am at right now, and reaching out to me.... I almost have the grasp of his hand.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things that go on in our lives, things we cannot control. There was a poem the was talking about timing in our lives, I cant remember the name of it, I will try and find it... but it mentions the importance of just time. ah, here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Realize&lt;br /&gt;•To realize the value of one year:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a student who has failed a final exam.&lt;br /&gt;•To realize the value of one month:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;•To realize the value of one week:&lt;br /&gt;Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;•To realize the value of one hour:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.&lt;br /&gt;•To realize the value of one minute:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person who has missed the train, bus or plane.&lt;br /&gt;•To realize the value of one second:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person who has survived an accident.&lt;br /&gt;•To realize the value of one millisecond:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time waits for no one.&lt;br /&gt;Treasure every moment you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will treasure it even more when you can share it with someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ Author Unknown ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning to not take things for granted, you never know if you are given that second opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;Wow! Life is a powerful journey, intense, fragmented but the Blessings. Thank You God for your Mercy and Grace... I need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-6730368729916631191?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/6730368729916631191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/05/listening-to-this-song-on-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6730368729916631191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6730368729916631191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/05/listening-to-this-song-on-my-blog.html' title='Listening to this song on my blog.'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-5400308032758240974</id><published>2010-04-21T11:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T11:30:23.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Book Review Blog...</title><content type='html'>Hello, I decided since I do so many book reviews to have a special place just for them. Please click on the link, I would love for you to continue to follow me on this blog as well.&lt;br /&gt;Talk soon.&lt;br /&gt;Just click on the link, it will take you right to the new blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-5400308032758240974?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://eyesofareader.blogspot.com' title='My New Book Review Blog...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/5400308032758240974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-new-book-review-blog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5400308032758240974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5400308032758240974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-new-book-review-blog.html' title='My New Book Review Blog...'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7025538559590463998</id><published>2010-04-12T15:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T16:11:42.494-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God Connection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith walk'/><title type='text'>Faith.. What am I missing here?</title><content type='html'>Something came to my mind today, and the sense of fear and abandonment managed to move into full action! To be honest, I was hesitant to even admit out loud or write it on paper for fear, (there's that word again.) of what other's may think of me or how I feel about myself. I then realized that this is my blog, and holding it in, will not ever resolve this "issue" I have, and a serious one at that! Fear and abandonment have been a friend to my family for a long time, or maybe more accurately, "been a friend to me." I hate to feel stupid or rejected so I tend to internalize things and not share much, until it physically makes me sick! Academically speaking, I have always made decent grades, but I tell you I had to study twice as hard as most! Writing to me has always been my way out, but then again, the "fear" of someone actually reading it. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so enough rambling..Here is the real deal, I have a really hard time accepting the fact that God loves me, and that his presence is in my daily life. It is so hard for me, because I cant see him. I think it is because of the physical ability to interact with humans, that I tend to gravitate to the "human/physical" side of whomever has been placed in my life. Due to the lack of Faith, and real deep connection I feel alone. I also know that this full emotional dependence on someone else other than God, is real close to the Idolatry Line, for I am not trying to go down that line with HIM! I have already experienced heartache and grieving in my life, so I don't think it is God's intention for me to take that class, but I need the answers Now on how to get there and full relationship with God. I know alot of the text book answers on this, like read the bible, he will speak to you? I know scripture.... I feel like I need to get there with HIM soon, like yesterday! I also know how to repent and ask HIM to fill me with his spirit, but something just isn't clicking!&lt;br /&gt;I know I have babbled, and if I am the only one who reads this, I have gotten it onto paper, and like a research paper, can go back and break it down. It sounds like I am just looking for the "Cliff Notes" on this, and I really am not; I will do the work, just tell me what it is Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7025538559590463998?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7025538559590463998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/faith-what-am-i-missing-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7025538559590463998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7025538559590463998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/faith-what-am-i-missing-here.html' title='Faith.. What am I missing here?'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-8593549185483321272</id><published>2010-04-11T22:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:34:29.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You God for  my Praying Grandma!</title><content type='html'>I just turned forty (yes, 4-0), and I will tell you that I am just not feeling it. Something about the number I guess, but it puts you in a whole other generation. Anyways, I realized tonight, that as far back as I can possibly remember, my Nanny Interceded on my behalf, and covered me with her prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't take lightly what she did for me growing up. She introduced and taught what "Unconventional" Love truly is. In her 87 years on this Earth, I always knew she loved Jesus, and couldn't wait to see him. Looking back as a child, I probably didn't even know that she was praying for me, but she did and continued to cover my children with her prayers as well!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is truly God's Grace and Mercy that kept me, but her prayer's sure did help! It takes a very special person to Intercede in prayer with another. She prayed even when she didn't feel like it, she would tell me, "Just keep pushing for it baby, if it is Gods will it will happen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandparents always took me to church, and I remember that Nanny knew everybody!!!! It was either her prayer group, or woman's group. It was such a wonderful experience, and to truly know that no matter what I did, she would never stopped loving me or interceding for me, and that's what Jesus has done for all of us! &lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for giving me my Nanny! I miss you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-8593549185483321272?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/8593549185483321272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/thank-you-god-for-my-praying-grandma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8593549185483321272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8593549185483321272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/thank-you-god-for-my-praying-grandma.html' title='Thank You God for  my Praying Grandma!'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-2784092734152929877</id><published>2010-04-09T05:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T05:40:15.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing my favorite poem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To  “Let Go” Takes Love&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go does not mean to stop caring: it means that I can’t live someone else’s life for him.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to cut myself off; it is to realize that I can’t control another.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to enable: but to allow learning from natural consequences&lt;br /&gt;To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to try to change or blame another; it is to be responsible for myself in that situation.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to care for, but to care about.&lt;br /&gt;To let go means I want what God wants in the situation, not what I think is best for me or another person.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to effect their own lives. &lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to be protective, it is to permit another to face reality.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to deny, but to accept.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcomings and to correct them.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day as it comes and to cherish the good in it.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to criticize or regulate anyone else’s life, but to do my best to become all that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;To let go in not to regret the past, but to grow and live for the future.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is to fear less and to love more.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is to hug someone, but not hold him so closely that he is crushed or smothered.&lt;br /&gt;To let go is to give a person or a situation to God, who is the only One who can work everything together for our good and His glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-2784092734152929877?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/2784092734152929877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/sharing-my-favorite-poem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2784092734152929877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2784092734152929877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/sharing-my-favorite-poem.html' title='Sharing my favorite poem.'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-5000778472661121797</id><published>2010-04-08T21:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T02:59:53.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Just Chillin"</title><content type='html'>It's a few days before I turn the BIG 40! Hubby and I decided to just hang out and rest for the upcoming weekend, he is on leave for a few days now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took out the Eagles Final Concert DVD and Eucalyptus candle, turned lights off and can you say relax! I totally am there with "Take it Easy." I love the part of the song, that says "We may lose or we may win, but we will never be here again". I must have been  gypsy/hippie in my former life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have been told that for a woman the forties, are the best years! I don't know, I kinda liked the 21st year, but I am going with it and see where it all ends up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time.&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-5000778472661121797?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/5000778472661121797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-chillin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5000778472661121797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5000778472661121797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-chillin.html' title='&quot;Just Chillin&quot;'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-9039871652470158648</id><published>2010-04-08T10:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T10:45:57.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Those who have Grieved or are grieving now....</title><content type='html'>I wanted to share with you something that I wrote after the death of my brother. It was at the time how I was feeling, and since there has been a new season in my life, it reality impact is somewhat diminished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this in my Grief Group, but for those still struggling....hope it helps.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, September 16, 2009 | A Rambling story You know you read so many stories, and know personally people who have lost someone they loved. You not being initially affected, say the standard clique , "I am so sorry, or Is there anything I can do for you?". Well of course, you have to say thank you... but inside, you are thinking, (but I actually said this to someone), well you could bring my brother back to me, that would be nice."  Until it happens to you, you empathize with them, and think about them every once in awhile, wondering how they are doing, and go on with your life.  Then Wham, something tragic happens to you, someone or something took your heart and soul away from you. I thank God literally for the "shell shock" stage, or the numbing stage... because literally I know the human brain could not handle the impact of something like that all at once. In my opinion, it would literally "blow your mind." So you are numb, desperate for anything to make this pain go away, and to bring your loved one back to you. For one more time, or chance to change the circumstances. Other than self-medicating, being numb is the only time when you experience something but don't feel the real impact of the situation. Then all of a sudden, this protective mechanism goes away, your out there with pain raw to the bone. You literally feel like your bones are crying out, shrieking with pain. unimaginable, until it happens to you. So you barely function, but yet there is so much responsibility, so many things to take care of.... your not prepared, for the minimum amount of days you have before your loved one is buried, or taken "further away." Why is this happening? There are so many people, you think, out there, that don't even care about their family. Why did you take mine? So, as normal as it really is, your faith is tested. You are angry at everyone, God, sometimes family, friends. You are also alone. Because by this time, you feel like your friends have abandoned you. Not really because they don't care about you, its more so because they are uncomfortable with your sadness and despair, and do not know what to say, for they know that there is nothing they can say to you to make you feel better, so they don't say anything at all, slowly disappearing.....  Time passes by slowly, life goes on, your family expects you to keep it together, and you try to make "normalcy" a thing of the present. You still have to work, pay bills, be there for your other children, and family... People will mention a "new normal" to you, and it will anger you when you hear it, what is a new normal. Get used to the term, it sticks. Its important for a person who has lost a loved one to "talk about and keep their memory alive," its a way of natural healing, whether or not you are aware of it or not. The outside world remember, is uncomfortable with your displaying of emotions, and needing to still talk about your loved one. They expect you to move on, come on, its been.......months, years..... remember these are the same people, who I wrote about in the beginning. The one's who empathize with you but really havent experienced it themselves. But hold on, you still have to be you, you still have needs and feelings and healing to meet. Its important to find an "outside venue" to do this... Daily Strength, Bereavement Groups, Compassionate Friends, if you have lost a child... Stay connected, I joined a group called Grief Net, when I lost my brother, eight years ago, and it was a group of about 20 people who had lost a sibling themselves, we emailed, communicated, some visited through the years, and even today I receive emails from them. We have gone through Death, births, marriages, divorces.... you name it.... We no longer need the connection that we did in the beginning now, but our friendship grew. So my advise to you, connect, grieve at your own pace. If your not ready to pack up things and discard of get rid of their precious belongings, Don't.... People remember only empathize with you... Don't let anyone or anything rush your grief, because guess what? From experience, I can tell you, you will take that class again. You cannot go around grief, it is something you must do, step by step, daily.... I can tell you that the to the bone pain goes away. You don't feel like you are going to just die, literally you start to slowly breathe again on your own. There is always that feeling, the pit of your stomach, that achiness in your gut..... that never goes away.... just lessens.... There will be good days and bad, some days after eight years, I feel like I did in the beginning.... but most of the days, I can look at his picture, and smile and remember how much I love and miss my baby boy....... Until I see you again.... Peace.. To all others reading this, I know how you feel, it is awful.... I am here for you..... Traci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-9039871652470158648?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/9039871652470158648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-those-who-have-grieved-or-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/9039871652470158648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/9039871652470158648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-those-who-have-grieved-or-are.html' title='For Those who have Grieved or are grieving now....'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-5769507555713537708</id><published>2010-04-06T23:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:13:54.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure the time the Lord gives you with your Children!</title><content type='html'>I was thinking earlier about how I allow Satan to come in sometimes, and upset the balance of spending quality time with my children. It is often during this special time, that the phone will ring, priorities and tasks get in the way and etc... you get the point, something takes us away from giving our kids our full attention. A is 10 now, and is such a sweet, beautiful girl! E is seven years, and he is so smart, all boy, and yet very sweet and cuddly... Precious times! I absolutely love the age that they are at now, wishing we could stay at this time frame a long while. If you are lucky enough to have children, and they manage to survive the pre-teen and teenager stage, your on your way! My daughter K is finishing up her freshman year at college. This was mind-blowing, for she had never left home before, and now she was out on her own! Who is going to be there to protect her? The most highest Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often look around at others, and watch them interact with their families, its a universal thing, no matter what language you speak! The only thing different during this time, is the language we communicate with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray that I never have an tragedies with my children. I just wouldn't know how to make it.... I often wonder why he takes from some parents, and not others. I cant imagine what my mom went through when she lost my brother at 24 years old......&lt;br /&gt;guess that's it for now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-5769507555713537708?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/5769507555713537708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/treasure-time-lord-gives-you-with-your.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5769507555713537708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5769507555713537708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/treasure-time-lord-gives-you-with-your.html' title='Treasure the time the Lord gives you with your Children!'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-2858335869563462893</id><published>2010-04-04T09:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T10:00:52.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On our way to Church this Easter Morning.</title><content type='html'>We have been planning to attend CRC for our Easter Service, and even though its in Norfolk, it is well worth the ride. I always hear the Word when I am there. We really need to find a closer church, for the drive can be long. I dont know if it is because I have been lazy, not willing to change, or what.... in my lapse of finding a church over on this side of the water! Any hew, its no excuse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning early, kids got their baskets, and we went to the real meaning of Easter.  How in the world do you get Jesus rising, and an Easter bunny? What is up with that? Am I the only one who thinks its ridiculous, or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent time really basking on what it means that Jesus took on all he did for us, died and rose again. If I put into modern times, 2010 as happening, I just dont see what it would be. You know this world, has gotten so anti-Christ, they want to take God out of everything, no prayers in school.... and you wonder why kids are blowing up schools? &lt;br /&gt;Whew.....&lt;br /&gt;Well hope everyone has a great and Blessed Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-2858335869563462893?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/2858335869563462893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-our-way-to-church-this-easter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2858335869563462893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2858335869563462893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-our-way-to-church-this-easter.html' title='On our way to Church this Easter Morning.'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-3843858557142612404</id><published>2010-03-31T20:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:37:11.247-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I worry about my son.....</title><content type='html'>My seventeen year old son has made some very poor choices in regards to staying out of trouble. First it was something minor, then it easily escalated to Felonies! Not just one, but several. Ever since he was little, he would talk about going into the military when he grew up, I don't think that will happen now. I will find out on Monday, how much time in the Juvenile Prison system he will get. K is looking at 12 to 24 months! The blessing in all this, is that K will get his GED and because he still is a Juvenile, he will be offered rehabilitation programs including vocational training. K is really good with his hands, and loves to fix stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lived with us until he was ten, and begged me to let him live with his dad! A very heartbreaking decision to be made, now it feels like that same decision being repeated over and over.... It is hard to explain, you want SO much for your child, and when they fall short its disheartening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still blessed, I unlike so many others, still have my child here! I thank God every day for his Mercy and his Grace, in protecting my son,,,, K put himself in some really dangerous situations, only God..... only God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I have rambled, please pray that he walks with Jesus, the way he did when he was younger.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-3843858557142612404?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/3843858557142612404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-worry-about-my-son.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3843858557142612404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3843858557142612404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-worry-about-my-son.html' title='I worry about my son.....'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-2937604039126556321</id><published>2010-03-31T12:17:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T12:40:59.414-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grieving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baker Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>The Promise of Morning Book Review</title><content type='html'>I haven't read a fiction book in a really long time, but I must tell you that this was a good book! The Promise of Morning is written by Ann Shorey, and is published by Revell, a division of Baker Publishing Group. Now that you know were to find this book, I will share my thoughts with you. I love "settler" books, back in the 1800's, I guess because I just adored the "Little House on the Prairie" television show. If you were into that too, you are going to love this book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The setting is in the 1840's in the Illinois frontier, with a family of Matthew Craig who is a pastor and his wife Ellie. Ellie is a unique character but with emotions and feelings, that are all too common in the 2010's. Even though the setting was in 1840's, the pain and loneliness that she goes through after burying three children. Ellie shares with us, what it is like for a mother to grieve the loss of her children, and the depth and despair about losing one's self along the way. While Ellie is facing these feelings, her young marriage is suffering as well, to include Matthew her husband; a young pastor finding out who he is and what he stands for. This is the second book in the series, "At Home in Beldon Grove."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone who has lost, love, and grown through their situation will relate to Ellie and Matthews life in such a way that the same would apply to us today over 160 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going to be a spoiler, but I reccommend this book to anyone. The book not only covers relationships, marriage, family, settlers, but it also has another twist to the book that you have to check out for yourself. Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Available March 2010 at your favorite bookseller from Revell, a division of Baker Publishing Group.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-2937604039126556321?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/2937604039126556321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/promise-of-morning-book-review.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2937604039126556321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2937604039126556321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/promise-of-morning-book-review.html' title='The Promise of Morning Book Review'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-6736480999100550945</id><published>2010-03-16T13:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T14:02:40.474-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repentence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Real with Myself</title><content type='html'>Got to tell ya, I want to share with you, my real feelings, and thoughts. I have been in a wierd "funk" for the last couple of weeks... I can't really explain where it came from, but it was almost like throwing a big, heavy tarp over me... I could see out, but really couldnt grasp or reach outside of this area, for it was such a heavy weight on me. Subconsciously, I knew something was not quite right. I was outside myself, felt differently towards my husband, felt almost bothered by him?! What in the world! I was having such a difficult time, believing him, following him as our leader of the family. It was almost like I fought against, everything he said. One thing I have learned through all this, is your thoughts are only your thoughts, some of them are not even realistic. (Thank you Jesus, for your Mercy and Grace on me, for only HE knew where I could of ended up, if I were judged on what I thought.) Thank you Jesus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last lesson out of this trial, was that what you say has a tremendous impact on another person, whether or not it is true or if you really meant it, if you say it, that other person receiving your words assumes it to be your truth and takes it too heart! For some unknown reason, I guess I could blame it on "anger", or really it was just shear meanness. I told my husband, who is my everything, that I was tired of "it", and the only reason I was still with him, was because of my kids! What? As soon as I said it, I knew I was in trouble. The look and pain on his face, ugh..... I immediately had an inner panic of the devastation I had caused... How was I going to fix this? As shameful as it is, you know even at that time, I didnt even take the thought or time to reach out to Jesus.... A perfect opportunity, but what it turned into was more devastation.  I came to realize without Jesus in your life, and marriage, if two people stay together long enough, they will end up divorced. Mind you, I said that two people without Jesus in their life; will keep on hurting and tearing down the walls of your marriage, family.  A panic overtakes you, God help me, I dont want to tear my family apart, devastate my kids...continue the curse of divorce among my generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving fast forward to this morning, I was getting ready to facilitate the bible study I lead on Tuesday morning. Imagine that, I am leading other ladies with all the burden I have put on myself and family, all because of my lack of initiative (not sure what else to call it, stupidity? ) to humble myself and reach out to God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I possibly going to lead this morning? I had no energy and just felt exhausted! On the way there, I repented, and asked God to help me through this all. So much to say for a little five minute car ride, but after that, I felt the walls coming down.. Joy that I havent felt in awhile, at least the last two weeks anyways.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible study went well, you really cant go wrong with Beth Moore leading you..... well this is so long, I guess I am wondering, anyone else out there feeling like I did?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-6736480999100550945?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/6736480999100550945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/real-with-myself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6736480999100550945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6736480999100550945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/real-with-myself.html' title='Real with Myself'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-6347219348723418926</id><published>2010-03-13T17:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T19:17:08.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Reach Your Full Potential for God Book Review</title><content type='html'>I have been familiar with Charles Stanley since I was a little girl! My grandmother read his books, and watched his television shows. I admired the calmness and confidence of his teachings, and he adored his mother! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book "How to Reach Your Full Potential for God" explains to us, in his easy to understand method teaching that we are all here for a purpose, and that we are giving the tools that we need to fulfill his purpose. He also show us, if we draw near to God during this transformation, that God will teach us with stirred passion all that we need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing he ponders his readers, is by asking us, "Do you want God's best?&lt;br /&gt;In his book, he gives clear concise chapters on what is necessary and in what order to take it. Some of the topics include getting ready: a clear mind and a clear heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Stanley's guidance in having a healthy body, balanced schedule and right relationships, puts us in a position to excel.  I truly think this is a great book, and would recommend it to anyone interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-6347219348723418926?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/6347219348723418926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-to-reach-your-full-potential-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6347219348723418926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6347219348723418926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-to-reach-your-full-potential-for.html' title='How to Reach Your Full Potential for God Book Review'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-6051949448606191164</id><published>2010-03-13T08:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T13:04:22.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A pre-teen drama filled night!</title><content type='html'>Not only do we have an Awesome God, but he also has a brilliant sense of humor! Who would of ever imagined me with a house full of pre-teens,who were up late last night, and the first one's up this AM, around the seven am range! Five minutes later, I am still sitting in front of the computer, with my eyes closed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided the girls were up for the day.... to make waffles... great when your not awake. Survived the Julia Child lesson from my daughter, and elected Captain of the KP Patrol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew,  my theory on this, is that I do not trust people with my kids! I would much rather have my kids invite the kids over here, so I know what they are doing!  Hubby was not all that thrilled with my logic this weekend, for he was looking forward to relaxing! He will get over it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a really great and free program from Pinsoft (google) that teaches HTML. It takes you step by step, love it and its free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to put my latest book reviews up on the site, until then talk to you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-6051949448606191164?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/6051949448606191164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/pre-teen-drama-filled-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6051949448606191164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6051949448606191164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/pre-teen-drama-filled-night.html' title='A pre-teen drama filled night!'/><author><name>Traci</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7635883859360029502</id><published>2010-03-10T15:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:53:25.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it really March, already?</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe how fast this year is moving by! It is already Wednesday of this week.  Katelyn is home for Spring break at school, and I am really enjoying her visit! Yesterday, she had two teeth pulled, but her company is great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, last week, was the week from Hell! It just seemed like I was completely stressed out the whole week.  Thank goodness God had mercy on me, and let my bad week disappear, I just didnt know what i would do, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Kindles arrived, Kate and I have been having soooooo much fun, they are truly awesome. What else is new? Alexis got accepted into the Magnet program. We applied, but havent really committed to her going as of yet, Long bus ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that is it for now, talk soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7635883859360029502?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7635883859360029502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-it-really-march-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7635883859360029502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7635883859360029502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-it-really-march-already.html' title='Is it really March, already?'/><author><name>Traci</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-499292874668722313</id><published>2010-03-04T07:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T09:01:28.607-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today has to be a better day than yesterday, Lets be real, What was going on?</title><content type='html'>I can honestly say so far 50 minutes into my new day was ALOT better than my whole day yesterday!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up yesterday am, with my husband and I not speaking, because of an argument the night before, something stupid I am sure, but once my mouth started running, not much was left after that. It is like an earthquake 8.0 magnitude on the scale, I guess that says enough. So put on the Black Eye Peas to start my day out..... Loudly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah and I went to the Law Library and had to copy at least 25 pages for this stupid Supreme Court Appeal! Can you say over it???????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very exciting piece of news, I got my Kindle in the mail! Oh I love it so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It will even read to you out loud, so very cool. Well it snowed so the kids were out of school due to snow yesterday.  Casual day for them I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I have alot to do today, will write more later.&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-499292874668722313?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/499292874668722313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-has-to-be-better-day-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/499292874668722313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/499292874668722313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-has-to-be-better-day-than.html' title='Today has to be a better day than yesterday, Lets be real, What was going on?'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-6761847853200724093</id><published>2010-02-20T19:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T19:58:41.354-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>Life Just Keeps on Moving....</title><content type='html'>Today marked the eighth anniversary of my brother Daniel's death.&amp;nbsp; It sure doesnt feel like eight years have passed, but so much has changed.&amp;nbsp; Its hard to believe that he was only given such a short time here, 24 years is certainly not enough time. Never got to know him as the role of husband and father. I always thought we would be there for each other, but God had other plans. Its amazing how in his plans, life just moves on. A friend of mine today had a little baby boy, people are born and people die. All in a split second of life.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, just have to wonder what life will bring us all next, I am ready, Are you ready?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-6761847853200724093?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/6761847853200724093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-just-keeps-on-moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6761847853200724093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6761847853200724093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-just-keeps-on-moving.html' title='Life Just Keeps on Moving....'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-8019610917410827224</id><published>2010-02-08T18:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:26:53.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow is almost Gone!</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a crazy week: snow, kids out of school, taxes, soccer sign ups.... whew.... I am tired. I don't know if it has been the weather lately, but I have noticed I really have to try to stay focused and organized! A day in the jammies, kids running around all crazy, to me has had its passing thoughts. I am determined to get past this, and am using my to do book like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate is back at college, settled in for the new semester. She called me today and said she had a sore thoat and wasn't feeling good. She went to the school nurse there, and like the old elementary school nurses, given a few cough drops and sent of her way. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that is it for now.&lt;br /&gt;Chow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-8019610917410827224?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/8019610917410827224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-is-almost-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8019610917410827224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8019610917410827224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-is-almost-gone.html' title='Snow is almost Gone!'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-2755330977445079372</id><published>2009-09-30T07:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:38:25.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Blog Journaling the Steps of My Christian Faith</title><content type='html'>I have statrted a blog about what it is like for me daily to walk in my Christian Faith. Just wanted to share what I learn, my notes, (good references) and the Love that has been rekindled. I feel such an inner peace and simplicity in my life right now.  The link is &lt;a href="http://thewordasilearnit.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thewordasilearnit.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-2755330977445079372?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thewordasilearnit.blogspot.com/' title='A New Blog Journaling the Steps of My Christian Faith'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://thewordasilearnit.blogspot.com/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/2755330977445079372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-blog-journaling-steps-of-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2755330977445079372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2755330977445079372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-blog-journaling-steps-of-my.html' title='A New Blog Journaling the Steps of My Christian Faith'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7914409520482234155</id><published>2009-08-23T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:34:54.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Night before my surgery</title><content type='html'>Well tommorrow at 8:15 am, I am scheduled for surgery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7914409520482234155?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7914409520482234155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/night-before-my-surgery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7914409520482234155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7914409520482234155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/night-before-my-surgery.html' title='Night before my surgery'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-5863996283670910026</id><published>2009-08-21T13:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:12:56.465-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review- Fearless by Max Lucado</title><content type='html'>The author starts the book explaining how this world is motivated and run by fear. He uses many examples of Jesus in the boat in the middle of the storms, to signify to us how if we let fear run our life through the trials we will paralyze ourselves. He goes on to talk about what is important to us as people, that we matter, and that we are worth something.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the chapters is title "Sinking Fast", and he referred to fear by describing Peter when he was caught in the storm on the boat. As long as Peter's eyes were fixed on the Lord, he was able to walk on water. Then fear set in and Peter took his eyes of the Lord, and started to sink. I know there has been times when I was focused on God, and then something would happen, a trial and I would get caught up within myself and the problem seemed to spiral out of control. I remember as a child when I would hear a noise outside, and let my imagination and fear take over. I would literally be in hysterics. Often times, as a child I would sleep with my bible and felt safe and secure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fear has the ability to paralyze us, utterly preventing us from making a next move if we let it. Even though our fears are real, and litterally are a possibility, not putting our trust in the Lord will allow them to grow, and hold us back from living the life that we are suppose too. The author told of a story when he was a small boy, of riding in his fathers lap while the father drove the car. I remember doing that with my parents as well, like the author I was never concerned about wrecking the car, or going into a ditch because I knew I was under the guidance and protection from my parent. Jesus is literally that parent, if we put our trust in him to guide us like we are driving the car, we will be able to enjoy the journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, this was a very good book with actual suggestions on how to put away the fear, putting our trust in the Lord and living our life. I recommend this book to anyone who battles this demon of fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-5863996283670910026?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/5863996283670910026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/book-review-fearless-by-max-lucado.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5863996283670910026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5863996283670910026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/book-review-fearless-by-max-lucado.html' title='Book Review- Fearless by Max Lucado'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-1823948139285274574</id><published>2009-08-19T14:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:23:56.274-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Book Review- Letting Go by Sheila Walsh</title><content type='html'>In this book "Letting Go," the author's first comments were about receiving grace from God. Not just grace to get by a situation, but the grace needed to change your lifestyle. The common mistakes or traps that woman get caught up in, (self-doubt, unforgiveness, self loathing, fear, loneliness) are talked about in a way that you will be able to apply them to your life and be set free. God wants us to be free and full of his grace, and not lead a life that society often portays and expects us to have. All this unhappiness and misery, was redeemed by him on the cross, its up to us to accept it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheila Walsh talked further about how to see God in everything that we do, and finding grace in all things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me this book showed a "how to approach" to finding the love and peace that we so desperately yearn for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-1823948139285274574?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/1823948139285274574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/book-review-letting-go-by-sheila-walsh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1823948139285274574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1823948139285274574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/book-review-letting-go-by-sheila-walsh.html' title='Book Review- Letting Go by Sheila Walsh'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-8103438236298587173</id><published>2009-08-19T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T11:55:23.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever:  A poem I wrote</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Imprint MT Shadow&amp;quot;"&gt;Forever&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Imprint MT Shadow&amp;quot;"&gt;I give you my heart, through laughter, and tears&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Imprint MT Shadow&amp;quot;"&gt;Dedicated to you until our golden years.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Imprint MT Shadow&amp;quot;"&gt;I promise to love you and do you right&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Imprint MT Shadow&amp;quot;"&gt;Kissing and holding you each and every night&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Imprint MT Shadow&amp;quot;"&gt;I know there will be times I may not understand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Imprint MT Shadow&amp;quot;"&gt;But I will nurture, caress you and hold your hand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Imprint MT Shadow&amp;quot;"&gt;I look forward to sharing our life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Imprint MT Shadow&amp;quot;"&gt;Respecting you always, your loving wife&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-8103438236298587173?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/8103438236298587173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/forever-poem-i-wrote.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8103438236298587173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8103438236298587173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/forever-poem-i-wrote.html' title='Forever:  A poem I wrote'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-1261135892678247715</id><published>2009-08-13T15:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:58:29.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>College count down begins.....</title><content type='html'>Well we have finally managed to pack up Kate's room, it looks so empty. All the boxes are loaded in the truck. We ran errands today, last minute things, prescriptions, dry cleaning, and bought her a fan! Her dorm doesn't have AC, I guess that will build character. We will leave here around midnight tonight, and then we will be able to drop her stuff off around nine, then off to Walmart we will go! Lil Ej is not too thrilled about Kate leaving, he doesnt believe that family should leave. No matter how we try to explain its for the good thing, he is not having it..... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looks like it is going to storm tonight, great, just what we need going up the top of the mountain... well I guess that is enough for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-1261135892678247715?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/1261135892678247715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/college-count-down-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1261135892678247715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1261135892678247715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/college-count-down-begins.html' title='College count down begins.....'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-6119556633020010866</id><published>2009-08-11T08:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:32:12.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keys to Organization</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The key to organization is to break down larger projects into smaller projects, allowing each project to becoming more manageable. Today, we are talking about managing your bills, so that each month you will not have to scramble looking as to where that bill happened to be placed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Organization of your Monthly Bills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Setting Up Your Filing System. To start organizing your bills, you will need a small two drawer filing cabinet.  The first drawer will be set up with a file for each company that you receive a bill from, in alphabetical order.  The second drawer will be labeled January thru December, using the green hanging file folders with the tab listing the month, and each hanging folder you will have a manila folder with the title January 2009, or whichever month you are in when you start. Make sure that you put the year on the manila folder, for you will repeat this cycle every year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Begin Using Your Drawer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;During the Month that you are in, when you begin receiving your monthly bills; simply place the bill in the corresponding file that it belongs in. Usually in the middle of the month, I set up the next month’s folder, for you will begin receiving bills for the upcoming month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Setting Up an Excel Spreadsheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Once you have finished setting up your file system, you will create a basic list of bills using the Excel Spreadsheet. At the top of the sheet you will write Month______________. Your spreadsheet will have four columns.  Listing your Bills. Starting with column one, and moving parallel ending with column four, list the following (1) the name of the bill, preferably in alphabetical order. (2) The amount due on the bill, (3) date in which the bill was paid, (4) method that was used to pay it. (I.e. credit card, online check.) Save this as and label it Master Copy- Monthly Bills.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Creating a New Month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Begin a new month by listing the month and year at the top of your page. Begin to fill out your list using your monthly folder, by filing out each column of your spreadsheet. Once completed, save as a document, labeled May 2009, for example. Place a copy of your spreadsheet in your monthly folder. You will have this folder to reference back at a later date. After about 90 days, clean out your monthly folder by putting each bill in their labeled folder in drawer one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is our first lesson on getting organized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-6119556633020010866?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/6119556633020010866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/keys-to-organization.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6119556633020010866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/6119556633020010866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/keys-to-organization.html' title='Keys to Organization'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-9190240905645816274</id><published>2009-08-08T10:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T13:35:04.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excitement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>The Poop Monster</title><content type='html'>Our two smaller children at home are 6 and 9 years old now, growing up so fast. Although I miss them being babies, I surely do not miss the bottle and diaper stages. My step-daughter has two children, and I love my grand babies who are 8 and 2 years old. I love them so much that when my daughter told me she was going to have to go to school for the summer, I naturally volunteered to keep her kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer so far has been relatively entertaining, with the extra noise and the extra activities to keep them entertained; hence, I don't lose my sanity. Having extra children has been a lot of work and I go to bed tired. Last night after a long day, I fed the kids and they had their showers, so it was finally quiet time, my "me" time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting on my computer, talking to a friend when all of a sudden, the two year old starts crying. While hubby was on hold with Best Buy, trying to figure out how to work a twenty five hundred dollar television that is impossible to operate. The kid's start yelling "she pooped, she pooped," as the baby is still crying. I came out to see what in the world was going on, the child had made a mess! Unbenounced to me, my daughter was still on the phone, but someone had laid the phone down on the floor during the commotion.  I am so glad, I didn't say anything out of the way, with my daughter listening to all of this. The kids were screaming, my husband is yelling that it is new carpet, and I am scrambling looking for wipes, and trying to keep it together. The poor baby is now traumatized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this is not the way I wanted to end my day, everyone settled and the mess was cleaned up. I picked up the phone, and put the baby on the phone with her, so she would know that we were not in the process of killing her, that she was fine. I finally put the kids to bed, pondered whether or not I should take a Tylenol Pm, but decided my body was tired enough all on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thanked the Lord we got through this, and also praised that I was so happy to be passed this stage with my children, and went to bed.  I am sure that today, will bring me excitement and wonders today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-9190240905645816274?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/9190240905645816274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/poop-monster.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/9190240905645816274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/9190240905645816274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/poop-monster.html' title='The Poop Monster'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-4074311187485194902</id><published>2009-08-06T22:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:12:08.310-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy schedules'/><title type='text'>Another Busy Day...</title><content type='html'>The kids went to the last day of Vacation Bible School, and they had a blast! They have learned so much this summer. Tomorrow we will probably hit the local Chuck E Cheese, I have a box full of coins from last time. Its not easy keeping four kids occupied, lol.&lt;br /&gt;It rained today, Thank God, so we didn't have to go outside to "play". Its been well over the Ninety degree mark for the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate is getting packed up for college, she has boxes everywhere! I think she is excited, and I haven't been upstairs to see her room, it will be sad enough when she leaves. I will also lose my back up babysitter, so I can go to the doctor's appointment alone, or just need to run out errands without a car full of screaming kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took Elijah today to the doctor for his school physical, he was really good even though it took them two hours almost to get out of there! I was worried about him possibly being anemic, due to the fact that he is always cold, and is a poor eater. They are doing a complete blood culture, oh he will be thrilled... and a Thyroid screening. Wow... I can hardly wait to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Shay signed up for school, since she is going to start school with us. Soccer sign ups are this week, but all three will be playing in only two different leagues, so that generally means only four days on the soccer field. Whew... I thought it was going to be at least five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony is coaching high school football. That really keeps him busy, four hour practices five days a week, games on Wednesday and Varsity on Friday... On top of all that, they review the tapes on Sunday.... so I think our life will be extremely hectic.... &lt;br /&gt;But I love it all and wouldn't trade it for anything.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-4074311187485194902?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/4074311187485194902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-busy-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4074311187485194902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4074311187485194902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-busy-day.html' title='Another Busy Day...'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-3220875381953613056</id><published>2009-08-06T01:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:34:54.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Things about me.....</title><content type='html'>1. I am the mom to five kids: 20, 18, 16, 9,6 years old. I started early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am happily married to my soul mate, and we have a very busy life together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love taking classes, and learning new things, I want to finish with at least a Masters degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love my church Calvary Revival Church. Http://www.crcglobal.org &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love, I mean love to go shopping, and I can go through alot of money, mainly clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have an extreme fear of doctors and getting things done. I will avoid it as long as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I have to have a calender, and a task list or else it doesn't get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I love my kids, but do not like to babysit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I hate cooking, and I love to eat out. My favorite restaurant is Bonefish and the       &lt;br /&gt;    Outback. I love steak, salad and ice tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I love watching my husband coach football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. My kids play sports all year round, and I am always at some sort of field or &lt;br /&gt;    another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. My family is very dysfunctional, so that is why we strive to make our family &lt;br /&gt;    strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-3220875381953613056?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/3220875381953613056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/25-things-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3220875381953613056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3220875381953613056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/25-things-about-me.html' title='25 Things about me.....'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7153396009867948792</id><published>2009-08-05T19:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:15:36.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingdom Woman'/><title type='text'>Don't Just be a Woman... Be A Kingdom Woman</title><content type='html'>I wanted to share with you notes from my church, Calvary Revival Church... http://www.crcglobal.org. Bishop Courtney McBath. These are from his sermon.&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to actually hear the sermon, here is the link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pt 4: Don't Just Be A Woman...Be A Kingdom Woman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes taken from Joshua 2: 1-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bishops starts out by addressing the common view that is placed upon woman, "basically based on preference and opinion, not on truth and principle." What does that mean to me? It makes me think that others view woman as somewhat shallow, and superficial. Bishop McBath explains this further by stating " Too frequently the discussion of woman, is based on the lines of hair, dress, personality, and mannerisms."  Jesus never view woman as having these qualities, in fact, he went on to talk about the value, redemption and faith of kingdom woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't surprise us that Rahab the harlot was the original kingdom woman in spite of or possibly because of her influential profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the characteristic of a Kingdom Woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kingdom woman know how to pick a winner!&lt;br /&gt;   You change the way you pick your friends.&lt;br /&gt;   You change the way you pick who you love.&lt;br /&gt;   You change the way you choose a church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kingdom women know how to negotiate.&lt;br /&gt;   When you put God first, expect a blessing! MT. 6.33&lt;br /&gt;   When you connect with His Kingdom it saves your life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't religious, she was desperate to save her family!&lt;br /&gt;   Negotiate for more than just you- family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Just be a woman... Be a Kingdom Woman.&lt;br /&gt;Joshua 2.1-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrew 11:30-31. By faith Rahab the harlot did not perish along with those who were disobedient, after she had welcomed the spies in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kingdom women know what to say and when to say it.  (verses 3, 4)&lt;br /&gt;   She was at war for her life with her enemy!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't need to be justified what she did- God put her on the roll call of Faith! Sarah, Moses's mother and women in general were applauded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   She used her words to turn her enemy around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you speak the word of faith, you turn the enemy around.  You say what you believe, not what you see.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   Kingdom women know how to protect the vision- words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Kingdom women know how to get what they need from God! James 2:25-26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Verse 25 states, "In the same way, was not Rahab the harlot also justified by         works when she received the messengers and sent them out by another way? 26. For just as the body without the spirit is dead, so also faith without works is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Kingdom women know how to stay connected to God! Mt. 15.26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man ever came to Jesus after being called a dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahab became a Jewish proselyte because the God who saved her life deserved her allegiance!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   Kingdom women will talk to him about what they don't understand. Jn. 4.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man ever argued with Jesus one on one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Kingdom women put actions with their talk! Mt. 9.20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man ever crawled to Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua 2:18-19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"18, unless, when we come into the land, you tie this cord of scarlet thread in the window through which you let us down, and gather to yourself into the house your father and your mother and your brothers and all your father's household." NASU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes prepared by Bishop Courtney McBath&lt;br /&gt;                  Calvary Revival Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written with permission&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7153396009867948792?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7153396009867948792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-just-be-woman-be-kingdom-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7153396009867948792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7153396009867948792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-just-be-woman-be-kingdom-woman.html' title='Don&apos;t Just be a Woman... Be A Kingdom Woman'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-1268418830726016845</id><published>2009-08-04T22:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:21:24.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, the longest day ever!</title><content type='html'>Today was exceptionally challenging. The girls seemed to take every opportunity to drive me crazy. They fought all day long! One child would scream, and the other would push. Anyways, we all survived the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran errands and got a lot done today, which was good to be productive. Well I am going to bed, have a long day ahead of me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Night all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-1268418830726016845?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/1268418830726016845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/tuesday-longest-day-ever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1268418830726016845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1268418830726016845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/tuesday-longest-day-ever.html' title='Tuesday, the longest day ever!'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7969295491337052014</id><published>2009-08-01T16:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:29:04.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Saturday Afternoon</title><content type='html'>This morning we got up and went and looked at parts for the RV. That was fun, there is so much out there for an RV. I am so excited to hit the road! My hubby and kids and I went to a Chinese buffet, which is always good.... I am writing on the computer while family plays quietly or is taking a nap. Rented some movies, so I guess we will watch the TV.. Life relaxing is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7969295491337052014?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7969295491337052014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/quiet-saturday-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7969295491337052014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7969295491337052014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/08/quiet-saturday-afternoon.html' title='Quiet Saturday Afternoon'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-1888214480429955360</id><published>2009-07-31T23:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:20:05.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I had to take Elijah to the Dentist.</title><content type='html'>Elijah had to go to the dentist today, they found a cavity growing on the side of his tooth, where the gum line hid it. He had to have it pulled. I was really worried that he would not do well, so in order to avoid a traumatic, I need therapy for life reaction; the dentist sedated him. He just sat in the chair, and actually fell asleep during the procedure. After that, we went to Chick Fillet, and got him a homemade milk shake, yum. A trip to Target in the toy section, helped him feel much better as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, we picked up our RV tonight. It needs a transmission put in it but other than that, we will be ready to go... So excited about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess thats enough for now. Talk to you tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-1888214480429955360?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/1888214480429955360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-had-to-take-elijah-to-dentist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1888214480429955360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1888214480429955360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-had-to-take-elijah-to-dentist.html' title='Today I had to take Elijah to the Dentist.'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-1661979107938048163</id><published>2009-07-28T10:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T10:58:22.621-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Wisdom to understand your man.... A reading</title><content type='html'>I am reading Debi Pearls book, "Created to be his Help Meet.." I am currently in chapter eight, which the title reads, "Wisdom to Understand your man." The side comment on the chapter states, " A wise woman learns to adapt to her husband." Wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony and I have been together a decade, and I can honestly say that to me previously, my thoughts were, "He is just so complicated, I don't understand him." When actually, the author goes on to describe generally three types of men. It stood out clear as day for me, Anthony is a Mr. Command Man... The authors states that these men are born with a great share of dominance, and are natural born leaders. The are great commanders, and their main goal is to get a job completed with precision, and often do more than is required of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. command man is often known for expecting their wives to wait of them hand and foot, and more often they do not want their wives to be involved in projects that would interfere with taking care of them. They expect extreme loyalty, faithfulness, love and obedience.  Often as the military perfects, a Command Man see's the bigger picture and strives to help the greater number. The needs of the many, outweigh the needs of the few. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author goes on to say, that if a wife learns to enjoy the benefits of taking the second seat, and if she does not take offense to his headstrong aggressiveness, she will be the one sitting at his right side being adored, because this kind of man will totally adore his woman and exalt her. After all these years, I finally got it, Anthony treats me like a Queen, and there is nothing that I want, that I don't already have. Like I said before, he adores me and protects us all from any and all harm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand why it took so many years for me to get this, the first few years, since I was a single mom, it seems like all we did was bump heads. I was too independent, and often did what was good for me, and not for the benefit of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my hope and prayers for us as woman of the home, to get to know early on what makes our man tick, and what is relevent for maintaining your home in harmony. I have found out that there is really not any Titus 2 woman out there, that I have met that have been willing or able to guide me.. Most of the things I have learned, have been trial and error........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this can help others understand how to make their family run more peacefully..... Marriage is alot of work...but it is well worth the fight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-1661979107938048163?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/1661979107938048163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/wisdom-to-understand-your-man-reading.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1661979107938048163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1661979107938048163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/wisdom-to-understand-your-man-reading.html' title='Wisdom to understand your man.... A reading'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7286587921348535452</id><published>2009-07-25T21:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:29:16.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Movies tonight....</title><content type='html'>Anthony and I decided to get out of the house tonight, and take the kids to the movies. There was four of us, and we went to see the G Force, 3D disney.... well tickets for two adults and two kids, came to 46.00! We then went to the popcorn line, and bought two kids popcorns, and a med. soda and popcorn that Anthony and I shared, another 25.00, cant believe how expensive it was... So we watched four hampsters scurry around trying to save the world... in 3D... amazing. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to be more organized, because I can never find anything in my file cabinet when I need it, so I started scanning everything and their momma, so now I have disks labeled 1,2 etc.. with a list to note what is on each disk...wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well getting ready to go to Facebook, check in later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7286587921348535452?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7286587921348535452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/movies-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7286587921348535452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7286587921348535452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/movies-tonight.html' title='The Movies tonight....'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-3491868831332582992</id><published>2009-07-22T13:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T13:47:04.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Added Windows Live to Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Another way for us to stay in contact with the one’s I love…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Traci&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-3491868831332582992?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/3491868831332582992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/added-windows-live-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3491868831332582992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3491868831332582992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/added-windows-live-to-blog.html' title='Added Windows Live to Blog'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-2484712292582117173</id><published>2009-07-21T14:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:13:40.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- Include the Google Friend Connect javascript library. --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.google.com/friendconnect/script/friendconnect.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Define the div tag where the gadget will be inserted. --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="div-8073072488443315474" style="width:282px;border:1px solid #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Render the gadget into a div. --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;var skin = {};&lt;br /&gt;skin['BORDER_COLOR'] = '#cccccc';&lt;br /&gt;skin['ENDCAP_BG_COLOR'] = '#e0ecff';&lt;br /&gt;skin['ENDCAP_TEXT_COLOR'] = '#333333';&lt;br /&gt;skin['ENDCAP_LINK_COLOR'] = '#0000cc';&lt;br /&gt;skin['ALTERNATE_BG_COLOR'] = '#ffffff';&lt;br /&gt;skin['CONTENT_BG_COLOR'] = '#ffffff';&lt;br /&gt;skin['CONTENT_LINK_COLOR'] = '#0000cc';&lt;br /&gt;skin['CONTENT_TEXT_COLOR'] = '#333333';&lt;br /&gt;skin['CONTENT_SECONDARY_LINK_COLOR'] = '#7777cc';&lt;br /&gt;skin['CONTENT_SECONDARY_TEXT_COLOR'] = '#666666';&lt;br /&gt;skin['CONTENT_HEADLINE_COLOR'] = '#333333';&lt;br /&gt;skin['ALIGNMENT'] = 'right';&lt;br /&gt;google.friendconnect.container.setParentUrl('/' /* location of rpc_relay.html and canvas.html */);&lt;br /&gt;google.friendconnect.container.renderSignInGadget(&lt;br /&gt; 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Katelyn is, I am sure of it, preparing to pack up for her college dorm. The little one's and I are going to register for soccer today. Alexis has played on the same coach's team for the last three to four seasons. For youth soccer, this coach is awesome. She played soccer in school, and has taught all of the players several positions. When Alexis is ready for high school, she will be ready to play, for they have been taught on a high school level for the last couple of years. The team only lost one game last year. We are excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, the grand babies are here with us for the summer. It has been nice for the kids to be able to see each other, and play together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well got to get the day started, Kate and I are going to go to a few Thrift Stores today, a big garage sale! What fun to find bargains.......&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you later...&lt;br /&gt;Traci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-1860648434071743865?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/1860648434071743865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/beginning-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1860648434071743865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1860648434071743865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/beginning-of-week.html' title='Beginning of the Week.....'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-3609045754847196372</id><published>2009-07-17T20:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:28:24.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Went to Kate's College Orientation</title><content type='html'>Left last night about 8:30 pm and arrived in Norton about 3:30am. It was in the mountains and was a long drive. Anthony drove thank God, for the hills and the curves were incredible. If I could see it, I would have probably freaked...LOL.... He is such a good guy, always manages to get things done, and people taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate stayed at the school, and we just all chilled and relaxed at the hotel, spending good time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post some pictures, about our trip....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-3609045754847196372?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/3609045754847196372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-kates-college-orientation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3609045754847196372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3609045754847196372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-kates-college-orientation.html' title='Went to Kate&apos;s College Orientation'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-5108714714358492793</id><published>2009-07-16T11:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T11:17:04.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Kate to Orientation for School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well today is the day we leave to take Kate to school. She is going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;get her schedule, follow up w/financial aid, see the school dorms, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everything to wrap it up. She is excited,  and I guess I am for her. It is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;always difficult for me when one of my children, "leave the nest."&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;You wonder as a mother, did I tell her everything that I should have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to keep her safe? Is she going to use the common sense, that I drilled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;into her over the years about locking doors, not putting her drink down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;walking after its dark, and on and on........ I sure hope so......&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;I hope she makes good choices, and manages her money well. She will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still have my support, and I will over see her finances, but this is it for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;her. I am only going to do this her first year, next year she will manage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it all.&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;I hope that I have instilled good values for her, and I especially hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that I have planted the seed of belief in God and faith. Lord knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there will be time when that is all that will pull her through...&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;I love my daughter, but now its time to let go.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-5108714714358492793?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/5108714714358492793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/taking-kate-to-orientation-for-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5108714714358492793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5108714714358492793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/taking-kate-to-orientation-for-school.html' title='Taking Kate to Orientation for School'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-3009985232690001725</id><published>2009-07-01T08:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:36:06.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We have been home almost a week.</title><content type='html'>Well we are settled back home from vacation, and I havent written anything lately so I thought I would send an update. The kids have been busy with VBS, and are loving it.... I have been finishing up the painting on the house and doors, what fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grandkids are going to spend the summer with us, Dani has to go to school, so Ali and Ej are going to have a blast! I will keep them all busy this summer, so they dont drive me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that is all I have for now, until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-3009985232690001725?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/3009985232690001725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-have-been-home-almost-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3009985232690001725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3009985232690001725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-have-been-home-almost-week.html' title='We have been home almost a week.'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-4579555775352604241</id><published>2009-06-23T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:11:46.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Eustis History</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.eustis.army.mil/HighSchoolBroadcasts/newportnews.asp"&gt;Fort Eustis History&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-4579555775352604241?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.eustis.army.mil/HighSchoolBroadcasts/newportnews.asp' title='Fort Eustis History'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/4579555775352604241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/fort-eustis-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4579555775352604241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4579555775352604241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/fort-eustis-history.html' title='Fort Eustis History'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7101898520335293597</id><published>2009-06-23T19:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T19:10:25.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday- Our last day on vacation.</title><content type='html'>Wanted to spend the last day of vacation at the beach. Drove again to the beach, but a storm must have been brewing because it was really rough.... Left and went back to the hotel to the pool. Finished up the laundry and packed..... Hit the restaurant and bar later that night and had a great time........Tired of spending money, I know that much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7101898520335293597?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7101898520335293597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-our-last-day-on-vacation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7101898520335293597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7101898520335293597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-our-last-day-on-vacation.html' title='Monday- Our last day on vacation.'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7031702772459697890</id><published>2009-06-23T19:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T19:08:21.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday- Father's Day</title><content type='html'>This morning we woke up and gave Daddy his gifts....and planned to spend the day with the kids and we would go out alone for dinner that night. Went to the beach, but that really wasnt all that successful, it was too rough..... We did have a really nice dinner and spent some great time together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7031702772459697890?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7031702772459697890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7031702772459697890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7031702772459697890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-fathers-day.html' title='Sunday- Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-4384488925509535266</id><published>2009-06-20T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T22:00:19.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Today..... Saturday</title><content type='html'>We slept in till ten o clock this morning,&amp;nbsp; and casually got up and went to St. Pete's Beach. The weather was hot, and the water was like bath water. Got alot of sun today, actually everybody did. Came back to the hotel, and ate the rest of the pizza from last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow is Father's Day and we are going to go to the beach, and then Anthony and I are going to spend time together going to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three more days and we head home.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-4384488925509535266?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/4384488925509535266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/beach-today-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4384488925509535266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4384488925509535266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/beach-today-saturday.html' title='Beach Today..... Saturday'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-9001249455523006582</id><published>2009-06-20T00:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:53:12.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday- Hollywood Park formally MGM Grand</title><content type='html'>Got up early this morning, and packed up the car.. Today we were off to Hollywood to meet&lt;br /&gt;the stars! We walked around the park, the kids saw the Power Rangers, The characters from&lt;br /&gt;the movie UP, Snow White, all the children's characters. It was again hot..... but we survived&lt;br /&gt;the heat. After the Park, we headed to Tampa!&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in Tampa about nine in the evening, and did about 4 loads of laundry! Went and got&lt;br /&gt;some really good Chicago style pizza and after a stop at Walmart, headed on  back to the&lt;br /&gt;hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow we are headed to St. Pete's beach for some more R and R........&lt;br /&gt;Will write more tommorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-9001249455523006582?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/9001249455523006582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-hollywood-park-formally-mgm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/9001249455523006582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/9001249455523006582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-hollywood-park-formally-mgm.html' title='Friday- Hollywood Park formally MGM Grand'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-8420591430627299188</id><published>2009-06-20T00:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:47:43.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday- Lagoon, and then Disney Market Place</title><content type='html'>We actually started out at Blizzard Park, a water park, but most of it were slides for big&lt;br /&gt;kids. Lagoon actually had alot more for the smaller kids to do, plus Anthony loved the&lt;br /&gt;scuba diving so much we left Blizzard, and went over there.....It was pretty hot,  oh about&lt;br /&gt;as hot as hell.... again! After spending the day into late afternoon in the park, it started&lt;br /&gt;to pour!!!! Left the park and went to Disney Market Place and then Quest.... It was fun,&lt;br /&gt;but I was ready to get back to the hotel room to rest! Long Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-8420591430627299188?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/8420591430627299188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/thursday-lagoon-and-then-disney-market.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8420591430627299188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/8420591430627299188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/thursday-lagoon-and-then-disney-market.html' title='Thursday- Lagoon, and then Disney Market Place'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-2436263396906921380</id><published>2009-06-17T22:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:37:32.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday- Magic Kingdom Vacation</title><content type='html'>Today we went to Magic Kingdom, it was about 94 degree's today.. Hotter than hell.  We lasted until about 4:00 or so, then left to Go to Disney Quest, which is a three story interactive video game buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexis had two large swollen glands on the back of her neck, which she said was really painful.&lt;br /&gt;She had complained yesterday, that her chest hurt when she breathed. We ended up taking&lt;br /&gt;her to the emergency room in Fla. She had a small case of Bronchitis... poor baby, but we got&lt;br /&gt;her anti-biotics and she should feel better tommorrow. We went to dinner at Chili's and came&lt;br /&gt;back to the hotel and watched Animal Planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow we are going to either Blizzard Beach or the Lagoon again. We might go to the World Wide Sports as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a great vacation....&lt;br /&gt;talk tommorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-2436263396906921380?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/2436263396906921380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/wednesday-magic-kingdom-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2436263396906921380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2436263396906921380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/wednesday-magic-kingdom-vacation.html' title='Wednesday- Magic Kingdom Vacation'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-3749872733138109213</id><published>2009-06-16T21:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:33:40.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today we went to Typhoon Lagoon</title><content type='html'>We had a blast today, way, way too much sun.... Anthony went snorkeling with&lt;br /&gt;the fish and sharks today! I started to go until I found out that water was 68&lt;br /&gt;degree's. It took my breath away, and I chickened out... Wasnt really all&lt;br /&gt;that excited about the shark part, but was going to go with Anthony. He&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyed it, he went about 3-4 times and took a bunch of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;We really enjoyed the lazy lagoon, were you floated on the raft, I think&lt;br /&gt;that we did that no less than 10 times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stormed here about 7 pm, right when we were at dinner. It amazes me&lt;br /&gt;as much rain as this place gets, that the roads are as jacked up as they&lt;br /&gt;are. lol.  We were going to go to Disney Quest, an interactive gaming&lt;br /&gt;thing but everyone was drained because of the sun. I think most&lt;br /&gt;of us were in bed by nine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-3749872733138109213?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/3749872733138109213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-we-went-to-typhoon-lagoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3749872733138109213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3749872733138109213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-we-went-to-typhoon-lagoon.html' title='Today we went to Typhoon Lagoon'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-1479721134214685819</id><published>2009-06-15T22:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:31:56.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We went to Animal Kingdom Today....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/SjcEATp32vI/AAAAAAAAACc/4au16CvzuBg/s1600-h/P6150389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347747485848165106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/SjcEATp32vI/AAAAAAAAACc/4au16CvzuBg/s320/P6150389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we got up early and went downstairs to the lobby for breakfast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course every one was starving... especially when you have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;waffles, yogurt, cereal... etc...lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Animal Kingdom which this was our first time visiting this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;park, its kinda like the Busch Garden, Tampa but not quite as many rides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We saw the musical "Finding Nemo." Elijah was cool with that, until the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;shark came out.... He was trying to make a fast exit out of there.... Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;had to convince him many times that he wouldn't let anything happen to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;him. It was nice to sit in the A/C because it was 94 degree's outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went on a Safari in the Park, which was really cool.... Lots and lots of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;animals from Africa. Elijah of course got his toys, a Dinosaur puzzle... very&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cool.... Ali bought a hat and all the girl's got a dress..... We are all planning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on wearing them to the Lagoon tommorrow, where we will go swimming &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the sharks! Very cool....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came back to the hotel after the park, and jumped in the pool and jacuzzi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now its bedtime, and Elijah is already knocked out.....&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-1479721134214685819?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/1479721134214685819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-went-to-animal-kingdom-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1479721134214685819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1479721134214685819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-went-to-animal-kingdom-today.html' title='We went to Animal Kingdom Today....'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G9IJs2QRlUk/SjcEATp32vI/AAAAAAAAACc/4au16CvzuBg/s72-c/P6150389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-2132412100181574738</id><published>2009-06-14T22:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:15:09.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We made it on vacation</title><content type='html'>Well this morning was pretty hectic, but we made it. The weather is&lt;br /&gt;gorgeous, and we went to the beach first thing when we got here. The&lt;br /&gt;water was so clear and warm, I thought I was in the Islands. The kids&lt;br /&gt;all had a good time. Tommorrow we are going to go to Animal Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;I have never been so it should be a blast! well i will write more after we&lt;br /&gt;get back from the park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-2132412100181574738?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/2132412100181574738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-made-it-on-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2132412100181574738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2132412100181574738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-made-it-on-vacation.html' title='We made it on vacation'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-4004255758390720377</id><published>2009-06-13T10:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T02:15:33.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Kate's Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In just a few hours Katelyn is taking a step in life, graduation. I know it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;will be bitter-sweet. I have so many emotions about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-4004255758390720377?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/4004255758390720377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-kates-big-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4004255758390720377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4004255758390720377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-kates-big-day.html' title='Today&apos;s Kate&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-2824477861488019162</id><published>2009-06-12T14:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:47:51.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Friday, two days before Vacation.</title><content type='html'>Well I finally finished running around, buying last minute things for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how, but I ended up at the mall and bought two dresses and a&lt;br /&gt;pair of shorts.... Then it was off to the make-up store to replenish my lipsticks&lt;br /&gt;and foundation.... I am glad I dont have to buy that all the time, It really&lt;br /&gt;adds up! Thank God Anthony is a firm believer in beauty products, and nails&lt;br /&gt;for I would never be able to afford me! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the kids last day of school, and so I know they will have a whole&lt;br /&gt;bunch of stuff to bring home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katelyn is getting ready to go to the final practice for graduation. She is&lt;br /&gt;then going out to dinner with a teacher and a few friends. I have told her&lt;br /&gt;that she is going to have to quit calling her teacher Miss..... not on that level&lt;br /&gt;anymore.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess thats enough for now, will write later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-2824477861488019162?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/2824477861488019162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-friday-two-days-before-vacation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2824477861488019162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/2824477861488019162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-friday-two-days-before-vacation.html' title='Its Friday, two days before Vacation.'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-3932950713372454351</id><published>2009-06-11T14:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T14:37:01.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Elijah's Field Day and Picnic at school</title><content type='html'>Today was a special day for Elijah, his class had field day and a picnic.&lt;br /&gt;He was running all around, playing different games and having a great&lt;br /&gt;time with his little friends. After Field Day, we had a picnic of hot dogs,&lt;br /&gt;chips and cookies. Although it was hot outside, they had a blast and of&lt;br /&gt;course I took 64 pictures and video taped it. I have posted all the photo's&lt;br /&gt;on the family website. &lt;a href="http://familylobby.com/pollardfamily"&gt;http://familylobby.com/pollardfamily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now, gotta run some errands for the trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-3932950713372454351?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/3932950713372454351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/elijahs-field-day-and-picnic-at-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3932950713372454351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3932950713372454351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/elijahs-field-day-and-picnic-at-school.html' title='Elijah&apos;s Field Day and Picnic at school'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-5751804209355516505</id><published>2009-06-10T11:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:45:30.001-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Wednesday before vacation</title><content type='html'>     Right in the middle of packing for our vacation, Anthony gets a call that his aunt passed away. We had just taken a visit to see her a couple of weeks ago, and knew this was coming, so it wasn't unexpected. She died of cancer. Not sure, if we will have to make an another trip down there or not. Anthony may end up going by himself, we have a very busy week at school and graduation. &lt;br /&gt;     Elijah has a school picnic and field day tommorrow at school, so I will be sure to take lots of pictures. Alexis is going to be helping Mrs. Wright, the teacher with all the kids.&lt;br /&gt;     Kate is frantically finishing up finals at school, stressing out about graduation and to top it off she lost her bank card! What a day.....&lt;br /&gt;     Well just a quick note to say hello, and I will write more later on when Its quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-5751804209355516505?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/5751804209355516505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/wednesday-before-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5751804209355516505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/5751804209355516505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/wednesday-before-vacation.html' title='Wednesday before vacation'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-3348232015634137669</id><published>2009-06-09T11:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:31:29.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/claim/2qe5j84775" rel="me"&gt;Technorati Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-3348232015634137669?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/3348232015634137669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/technorati-profile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3348232015634137669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/3348232015634137669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/technorati-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-1466349157820720976</id><published>2009-06-09T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:21:56.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it so hard to get good customer service?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;     Today I am over it, I paid a bill off that went to my credit report and I had to call 6 different numbers and talked to four different people, to try and get a receipt. Then the jack ass tells me that they wont report it positive until the third of next month. I told him, "You didnt say you would take my payment on the third of next month." Finally, I hope, I got someone to help me. Still waiting for the emailed receipt as we speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     Finally broke down yesterday and went to the doctors office for my cramps. Well I told the nurse pract. that I needed something for my cramps. She said she would call it in for me. I drive all the way across town and she did not send it correctly. So I called, and told the doctors office that I would come by and pick it up. She said she figured it out, and that it was there at the pharmacy. Mind you, I have already driven back to the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     I proceed to drive my little butt once again across town to the pharmacy, wait in line for that. I pick up the prescription, and she called in Naproxen! I have plenty of anti-inflammatorys at home. Of course, the office was closed by this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;    I woke up this morning and called the doctor back, the nurse returns my call and tells me that "she is comfortable with the prescription she hadden written me, and that is should be good enough for the pain. Do you know how I wanted to climb through the phone? I told her that it was unacceptable, and she said she would call me back. Still waiting.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     Why is it that someone else thinks they know better? Why is it so damn hard to get good service, they have NO problem taking our mmoney.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     Well I guess that is it for now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-1466349157820720976?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/1466349157820720976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-is-it-so-hard-to-get-good-customer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1466349157820720976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/1466349157820720976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-is-it-so-hard-to-get-good-customer.html' title='Why is it so hard to get good customer service?'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7949071415236742315</id><published>2009-06-05T09:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:21:35.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready for Vacation</title><content type='html'>Have less than a week before we leave for vacation, havent even pulled the suitcases down.... Better get a move on, I do not want to be scrambling at the last minute as usual. I dont know why I procrastinate? Drives me insane....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kate's last week on school in high school. She wants me to come and get her early, lol... that child never wants to stay at school. So of course, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little kids are doing well, busy with TaeKwando, just finished soccer. Alexis is talking about summer gymnastics, we will see I can only be so many places at once...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7949071415236742315?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7949071415236742315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-ready-for-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7949071415236742315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7949071415236742315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-ready-for-vacation.html' title='Getting ready for Vacation'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-7411984249141874963</id><published>2009-05-19T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:33:09.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Want something different</title><content type='html'>Looking through the jobs for AP in Germany. I want my kids to see the world, not just the US.  I want them to be cultured and well diversed. It would really be nice to travel.  See where that goes.&lt;br /&gt;Elijah is determined to pull his loose tooth out, and getting frustrated because it will not come out. Attending Alexis's soccer party tonight, oh boy. What fun! Let you know how that goes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-7411984249141874963?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/7411984249141874963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/05/want-something-different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7411984249141874963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/7411984249141874963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/05/want-something-different.html' title='Want something different'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-250180193251789434.post-4220420799816708382</id><published>2009-05-18T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:18:11.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats going on</title><content type='html'>Well soccer season is finally over for the season, Saturday was our last game! Now its on to karate, and swimming. Getting ready for a busy summer. June we are all going to Florida for our Vacation, and then July and August its getting Kate ready for college.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to share the family website, hopefully I will be able to link this with the site. &lt;a href="http://familylobby.com/pollardfamily"&gt;http://familylobby.com/pollardfamily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well talk to you all later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/250180193251789434-4220420799816708382?l=tracip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/feeds/4220420799816708382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-going-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4220420799816708382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/250180193251789434/posts/default/4220420799816708382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tracip.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-going-on.html' title='Whats going on'/><author><name>Traci P</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/106240564267420313884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4ZMtOWho9Y0/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/foeJqIFOTj4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
