<?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-6241739693103323879</id><updated>2011-12-02T18:04:22.039-05:00</updated><category term='A'/><title type='text'>red high heels</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>226</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-1521469836516770504</id><published>2011-03-21T12:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T12:57:41.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello there blog world</title><content type='html'>Sometimes in life you just need a break! And I have always said that I would never force myself to blog.  I would only blog if it was something that I felt like doing and for the past four months there were just other things that took precedence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been so many changes! I received a promotion at work that moved me to working in West Atlanta! The hubs and I have since moved to a suburb of Atlanta and have been living here less than a month. This place is finally starting to feel like home which is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been very focused and have lost about 15 pounds or so in the past month and a half. I have just been tracking my calories and eating tons of veggies.  I am just really focused on thinking about what I am putting in my mouth and trying to choose the best options.  I have to say that it is not so much a diet but a NEW way of thinking.  But I feel so great about myself now.  It is so great to put on jeans that were tight even in college and have them fit me so great with a little extra wiggle room! And I just feel so much better.  I was someone who used to overeat a lot.  I was constantly regretting how much food I had eaten at my last meal, because I usually felt stuffed and uncomfortable.  I can't even remember the last time I stuffed myself and that feels great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to continue to update this little blog.  I have missed it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-1521469836516770504?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/1521469836516770504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=1521469836516770504&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1521469836516770504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1521469836516770504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello-there-blog-world.html' title='Hello there blog world'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-413966758454077789</id><published>2010-11-17T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T13:00:05.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoarding Tendancies</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, I got the urge to simplify. I looked around our apartment and just felt like we had useless crap shoved into every available drawer, closet, nook, and cranny in our home.  I felt claustrophobic and decided that it HAD TO GO! So I went through all of our drawers, all of my clothes, and our storage closet with my tried and true rule: If I haven't worn or used it in the last year, then it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I present to you the conversation that was had when my husband decided to "help".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pulling out a huge sweatshirt with our last name embroidered on it)Me: What about this babe. You never wear this sweatshirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband(aghast): Babe, it has my last name on it. I can't get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay. What about this old referee jersey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: But that is like a legit ref uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay.  What about this Christmas bucket hat(which is ridiculous and he does not wear it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: I can't believe you would even suggest that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You are such a hoarder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: I am not a hoarder.  I just see the potential in things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!! Oh my.  And I thought I had a hard time letting things go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-413966758454077789?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/413966758454077789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=413966758454077789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/413966758454077789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/413966758454077789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoarding-tendancies.html' title='Hoarding Tendancies'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-6762295740677007733</id><published>2010-11-10T20:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T22:04:56.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FALL WEEKEND!</title><content type='html'>A few weekends ago, I went down to Florida to visit one of my dearest friends, T!!! Her husband is doing an internship in Nashville for the semester so I went down to keep her company and help pass the time! We had a great time. I got in late Friday and we stayed up SO late talking! That girl and I could talk for days I tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we decided we wanted to drive a little ways and go to a farm that was having a fall festival.  It was huge!! They had every southern food you could think of. Fried Oreos, Pulled Pork Sandwiches, Corn on the Cob, Bacon dipped in Chocolate(yuck). Oh man we ate so much food, went on a hayride, and watched them shoot pumpkins out of a pumpkin shooter! It was a fun day.  And then we got in the car in the middle of nowhereville and realized we were out of gas.  Being two city girls we thought no problem. There is bound to be a gas station somewhere close, right? WRonG.  T's car tells her how many miles her gas tank has left in it.  And we drove that thing two miles past the zero.  Let me just say that I have never been so glad to see a gas station in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we went to her church, went out for amazing fro-yo, made fish tacos at home....and both fell asleep during a movie! Fun night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we did some shopping.  I miss my shopping buddy so much! Thanks for letting me visit T!!&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TNtHy6N6P1I/AAAAAAAABRw/T31oAmQLcjA/s1600/100_0508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TNtHy6N6P1I/AAAAAAAABRw/T31oAmQLcjA/s400/100_0508.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538099106728787794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TNtHyhA6FKI/AAAAAAAABRo/R6t4Lcssu7o/s1600/100_0507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TNtHyhA6FKI/AAAAAAAABRo/R6t4Lcssu7o/s400/100_0507.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538099099963364514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TNtHyfVdKZI/AAAAAAAABRg/cIu-2JUd-ek/s1600/100_0506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TNtG1mt6lKI/AAAAAAAABQA/Y364AS3rMZE/s400/100_0493.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538098053522298018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-6762295740677007733?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/6762295740677007733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=6762295740677007733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6762295740677007733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6762295740677007733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall-weekend.html' title='FALL WEEKEND!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TNtHy6N6P1I/AAAAAAAABRw/T31oAmQLcjA/s72-c/100_0508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8249969617809916406</id><published>2010-10-21T19:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T20:05:53.141-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOWZA!</title><content type='html'>Man oh man, I have been absent from the bloggity world.  I feel like I say this everytime I post too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the past two months away in Charlotte. And I fell in love! What a great city! But it was very hard to blog with no laptop, so I just didn't.  And I got back this past week and am so out of the blogging routine it is not even funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working like a maniac! But all that hard work has been worth it.  I found out today that I am getting a promotion!!!!!!! EEEEEEEE!!!!!(excited squealing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have been praying SUPER hard that God would work a miracle when it comes to my job.  I am in a fast track program with work that requires me to move every so often. The account that I work for is closing down in January so I knew that I would need to be moved somewhere come January.  Also, the hubs is getting his seminary degree in Atlanta and is graduating in May.  So we needed to stay in the area in order for him to finish. To add to the complications, he also works with the Mercer University Basketball Team and REALLY wanted to finish up the season with the team(which ends in March).  So we were nervous that we would move and none of those desires would be fulfilled.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also made various decisions over the past couple months(me turning down a promotion and him turning down a great job) because we just didn't feel like it was what God was calling us to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELLLLLLLll, today I found out that I will receive a promotion that will allow us to stay in Macon until basketball season is over, then we will move to Atlanta which will allow him to finish school...annnnd I get the promotion that I was afraid I would not get because I turned the first one down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So needless to say that God completely rocked our socks off and blessed us beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really hard to turn down great opportunities and have people looks at us like we are crazy.  But to see the way our faith and obedience was rewarded has been incredible.  God truly does have the best plans!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you turned down something good and saw later how God turned it into something greater?? I would love to hear your stories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8249969617809916406?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8249969617809916406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8249969617809916406&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8249969617809916406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8249969617809916406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/10/wowza.html' title='WOWZA!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8280397034277616791</id><published>2010-09-14T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:47:44.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting on when</title><content type='html'>One of my worst attributes is always looking in the future. Which is not always a bad thing except when you forget to live in the now. Lately I have caught myself so often thinking about things in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't wait until we buy our first house"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can't wait until we get pregnant"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can't wait until the hubs graduates"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait until we move out of Macon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can't wait until we get our next direction from God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can't wait until we get a dog"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really could put so many sentences down here. I am so guilty of this. Waiting for the next big thing that I forget to enjoy and appreciate where God has me right now. If I keep doing this my life will be full of waiting moments instead of living moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to appreciate the blessings I have.  So I don't have a house right now. I also don't have any of the expenses of owning a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are not having a baby yet.  We also get to enjoy being on our own foot loose and fancy free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jonathan is still in school.  He is also very flexible with his schedule which is a huge blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to focus more on the right now and be content where God has me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aybody struggle with this or am I the only crazy one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8280397034277616791?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8280397034277616791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8280397034277616791&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8280397034277616791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8280397034277616791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/09/waiting-on-when.html' title='waiting on when'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8265010945421815229</id><published>2010-09-09T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:49:10.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me Old Fashioned</title><content type='html'>But I Believe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that no matter how old you get, you are never too old for fireworks or cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that being married SHOULD mean that you are off limits to anyone slse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you should be required to let at least one waiting car into your line in traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that children should call all adults Mr or Miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that getting "wasted" is not ladylike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that people who work together should not date each other.  Especially if one is the boss of the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that answering "What" when someone says your name is not acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that thinking of yourself FIRST is not the way to live your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that having a positive attitude in life is worth everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that a little manual labor never hurt anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that the guy should always make the first move, pay for the date, and hold the door open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, the above belief does not make you any less of a woman, but maybe more so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that the man should be the strong head of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we all got back to basics and were a little old fashioned, life may just be a little bit sweeter and better. What old fashioned beliefs do you still hold on to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8265010945421815229?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8265010945421815229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8265010945421815229&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8265010945421815229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8265010945421815229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/09/call-me-old-fashioned.html' title='Call Me Old Fashioned'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-4012426967009481572</id><published>2010-09-06T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T14:58:17.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor DAy!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY LABOR DAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis is my first labor day off in two years! And I am enjoying it here in Charlotte with the hubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are partaking in the four essential "F's" crucial to a great Labor Day: Food, Fun, Festivities, and (a lil) Football!! Have a good one! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-4012426967009481572?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4012426967009481572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4012426967009481572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4012426967009481572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4012426967009481572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor DAy!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-5625324515761698153</id><published>2010-09-02T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T20:31:49.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet daddy</title><content type='html'>a replay of a voicemail my dad left me the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hi honey. Sorry I missed your call.  I got so excited that you called that my heart started beating really fast and then I got flustered and couldn't answer the phone. Then I got really dissapointed because I missed your call. Itis amazing the two different emotions your call can give me in the span of a few minutes.  Love you! Dad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swoon. Daddy's girl for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-5625324515761698153?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/5625324515761698153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=5625324515761698153&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5625324515761698153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5625324515761698153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/09/sweet-daddy.html' title='sweet daddy'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-7936978637206421130</id><published>2010-09-01T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T21:06:19.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason #564778888899903246 why I need an Iphone!</title><content type='html'>Greetings from Charlotte, NC!  Thanks for all of your tips and comments on my last post! I am in my second week here and am adjusting to new surroundings, living in a hotel, and working with new people.  When they sent me down here they sent me down here to work and work is ALL I have been doing! I have been working 12 to 13 hour days and am EXHAUSTED at night.  Also I have limited access to the internet while I have been waiting on work to get my laptop to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hotel is great and I LOVE having a cleaning lady(hubby beware!). I could get VERY spoiled during this 6 weeks! ha! The hubs is coming up this weekend for Labor Day and I am excited.  I MISS THAT BOY! I haven't done a whole lot while I have been here.  I have been battling a serious 6 day cold that Will not go away.  I am battling losing my voice so I have been taking it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have been doing a lot of is watching tv of course:  Bachelor Pad, Real Housewives.  You name it I have probably been watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited about Tenley and Kiptyn.  They need to get married.&lt;br /&gt;RHONJ reunion show was about the craziest thing ever.  Just throw a boxing ring up there ane let these ladies go at it already.  I am losing faith in Jaqueline, she used to be my fav but now I feel like she eggs things on. I love Caroline, Danielle is mental as usual, and Theresa clearly needs anger managment classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How random is the cast of Dancing with the Stars? I feel like "The Situation" will probably dance the entire season in a belly shirt, Audrina will probably hook up with her partner, and Jennifer Gray may possibly get another nose job to make her unrecognizable before the show is up! Will you tune in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to catch up on all of your lives now that I reconnected to the Internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-7936978637206421130?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/7936978637206421130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=7936978637206421130&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7936978637206421130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7936978637206421130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/09/reason-564778888899903246-why-i-need.html' title='Reason #564778888899903246 why I need an Iphone!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-3775315269791532505</id><published>2010-08-17T21:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:32:53.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and you thought you could get rid of me....</title><content type='html'>well I don't go away that easy! ha! I have just been taken over by life lately.  The hubby and I went on vacation to DC last week! I didn't say anything due to my extreme paranoia of stalkers over the interwebs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also been dealing with some pretty life-altering, course changing decisions.  Two of them...one right after the other. So I have been kind of just hiding away by myself trying to rid myself of all distractions and trying to hear his small voice. I wrote on Facebook the other day that "God was sure throwing  a lot of curve balls lately" and one of my friends responded with "That just mean He has you up to bat!".  I thought that was a pretty cute and positive way to think of it.  More on that to come in a later post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all of that, I just recently got dealt a doozie at work. I was told last week that they need me to travel Charlotte, NC to help out with some things.  Which was fine until they told me how long they needed me to go for. You know just from August 23rd through the beginning of October.....WHAT? WHAT THE WHAT? That is some serious travel time.  And unfortunately the hubby of course will not be able to come with me. Boo.  So I am not looking forward to that at all.  This does however give me such a wonderful(albeit a small sliver of) insight on all of the military service men and their wives.  They have to part for so much longer and I am so thankful for their sacrifice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I need your help.  Has anybody ever lived in Charlotte or been and knows of anything to help me survive in the city?? Any great restaurants, tips, shopping, or friends that I can play with while I am there? ha! Also, has anyone ever traveled that long from home and lived in a hotel and have any tips on how to make a hotel feel more like home? I have lived in a hotel for a week or two at the most and amy slightly overwhelmed at the thought of packing for that long.  Any tips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon with a DC recap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-3775315269791532505?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/3775315269791532505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=3775315269791532505&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3775315269791532505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3775315269791532505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-you-thought-you-could-get-rid-of-me.html' title='and you thought you could get rid of me....'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-3218674713729660446</id><published>2010-07-28T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T13:56:37.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I took a lot of pictures: Part Two</title><content type='html'>Our third day we decided to rent bikes and go bikeriding. I got the cutest little old bike and I was a little wobbly at first.  I didn't realize how long it had been since I had ridden a bike! But I got the hang of it and we were off.  Up and down the coast with a stop at Starbucks and brunch.  We biked for four hours and had a blast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDrW7VvepI/AAAAAAAABPg/1BjUH3Oz06k/s1600/100_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDrW7VvepI/AAAAAAAABPg/1BjUH3Oz06k/s400/100_0065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499153924137908882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDrWgXs4jI/AAAAAAAABPY/zCY7pHkvMbY/s1600/100_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDrWgXs4jI/AAAAAAAABPY/zCY7pHkvMbY/s400/100_0067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499153916898370098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDrBy4FBJI/AAAAAAAABPQ/TAMugEPx3jM/s1600/100_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDrBy4FBJI/AAAAAAAABPQ/TAMugEPx3jM/s400/100_0068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499153561088754834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDrA_FbjVI/AAAAAAAABPI/kfk9H5OVCnY/s1600/100_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDrA_FbjVI/AAAAAAAABPI/kfk9H5OVCnY/s400/100_0069.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499153547186113874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDrAt0qiNI/AAAAAAAABPA/3pcSApmf9Xk/s1600/100_0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDrAt0qiNI/AAAAAAAABPA/3pcSApmf9Xk/s400/100_0070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499153542552389842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDrAGbuohI/AAAAAAAABO4/ljp7r0L5hno/s1600/100_0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDrAGbuohI/AAAAAAAABO4/ljp7r0L5hno/s400/100_0072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499153531978818066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDq_iIsplI/AAAAAAAABOw/419McE2YShI/s1600/100_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDq_iIsplI/AAAAAAAABOw/419McE2YShI/s400/100_0073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499153522235319890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the rest of the day shopping at little cute boutiques and had a late snack at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDpg8p8fwI/AAAAAAAABOo/C2UvcggezQM/s1600/100_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDpg8p8fwI/AAAAAAAABOo/C2UvcggezQM/s400/100_0074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499151897266519810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDpglzcddI/AAAAAAAABOg/AAJeWb_-mGc/s1600/100_0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDpglzcddI/AAAAAAAABOg/AAJeWb_-mGc/s400/100_0075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499151891132347858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDpgB-LnAI/AAAAAAAABOY/Z6qCz9K79l8/s1600/100_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDpgB-LnAI/AAAAAAAABOY/Z6qCz9K79l8/s400/100_0076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499151881513704450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDpf4Fm0hI/AAAAAAAABOQ/1z5uC1MA-Lo/s1600/100_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDpf4Fm0hI/AAAAAAAABOQ/1z5uC1MA-Lo/s400/100_0077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499151878860493330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we went out for yummy pizza and went to see Eclipse.  We had waited on each other to see it and it did not dissapoint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDpfiT4PtI/AAAAAAAABOI/-ZLcuCzzZWM/s1600/100_0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDpfiT4PtI/AAAAAAAABOI/-ZLcuCzzZWM/s400/100_0078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499151873014775506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDo5SQlM_I/AAAAAAAABOA/C2pm7eHNS5w/s1600/100_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDo5SQlM_I/AAAAAAAABOA/C2pm7eHNS5w/s400/100_0079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499151215870948338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day we drove over to La Jolla! What a beautiful town. It was a little cold and rainy out so we walked around, had cupcakes, and spent the day looking at the beautiful waves crash against the bluffs! We also saw so many sea lions everywhere! It was great! We ended the night with multiple glasses of Sangria at a cute wine bar! We had the best time just chatting and laughing! I love my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDo4oaTlTI/AAAAAAAABN4/6WO2OHTNNlo/s1600/100_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDo4oaTlTI/AAAAAAAABN4/6WO2OHTNNlo/s400/100_0080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499151204637447474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDo4a0aJCI/AAAAAAAABNw/FJjaOAlsfD0/s1600/100_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDo4a0aJCI/AAAAAAAABNw/FJjaOAlsfD0/s400/100_0082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499151200988832802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDo34bicfI/AAAAAAAABNo/fRyqUCp0FC4/s1600/100_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDo34bicfI/AAAAAAAABNo/fRyqUCp0FC4/s400/100_0083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499151191757713906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDo3mIMvhI/AAAAAAAABNg/skyQGua7kNE/s1600/100_0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDo3mIMvhI/AAAAAAAABNg/skyQGua7kNE/s400/100_0084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499151186844761618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDoTUkyQMI/AAAAAAAABNY/C3hlNwMVvE0/s1600/100_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDoTUkyQMI/AAAAAAAABNY/C3hlNwMVvE0/s400/100_0085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499150563657531586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDoTJuRDFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/SHOPnY4115c/s1600/100_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDoTJuRDFI/AAAAAAAABNQ/SHOPnY4115c/s400/100_0086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499150560744508498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDoSfJOBsI/AAAAAAAABNI/sLQ8TjZXrmo/s1600/100_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDoSfJOBsI/AAAAAAAABNI/sLQ8TjZXrmo/s400/100_0090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499150549314832066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDoR_nTtVI/AAAAAAAABNA/b52NtO5UXZA/s1600/100_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDoR_nTtVI/AAAAAAAABNA/b52NtO5UXZA/s400/100_0091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499150540851098962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDoRjS0EmI/AAAAAAAABM4/y95IgdtQ2LA/s1600/100_0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDoRjS0EmI/AAAAAAAABM4/y95IgdtQ2LA/s400/100_0093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499150533248946786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDny2mLPXI/AAAAAAAABMw/TD4fZfzEOmY/s1600/100_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDny2mLPXI/AAAAAAAABMw/TD4fZfzEOmY/s400/100_0094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499150005854485874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnyQT_R_I/AAAAAAAABMo/AgafVuhSHeI/s1600/100_0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnyQT_R_I/AAAAAAAABMo/AgafVuhSHeI/s400/100_0095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499149995577657330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnyDh1_WI/AAAAAAAABMg/84oOy0Rz5ME/s1600/100_0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnyDh1_WI/AAAAAAAABMg/84oOy0Rz5ME/s400/100_0095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499149992146107746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnx14NUXI/AAAAAAAABMY/01a-TjEmqxQ/s1600/100_0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnx14NUXI/AAAAAAAABMY/01a-TjEmqxQ/s400/100_0096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499149988481814898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnxVX4lhI/AAAAAAAABMQ/QnI5dq6O0Eo/s1600/100_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnxVX4lhI/AAAAAAAABMQ/QnI5dq6O0Eo/s400/100_0099.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499149979756303890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnQftO9sI/AAAAAAAABMI/t3hXLke39YE/s1600/100_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnQftO9sI/AAAAAAAABMI/t3hXLke39YE/s400/100_0100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499149415594522306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnPx7vc8I/AAAAAAAABMA/2zzaeEuAYVM/s1600/100_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnPx7vc8I/AAAAAAAABMA/2zzaeEuAYVM/s400/100_0101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499149403307340738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnPULEQcI/AAAAAAAABL4/6jx8zPHJzbM/s1600/100_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnPULEQcI/AAAAAAAABL4/6jx8zPHJzbM/s400/100_0102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499149395318555074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TFDnO7ZNXMI/AAAAAAAABLw/hBcCgWlU2FQ/s1600/100_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE9Es6HExtI/AAAAAAAABHo/cScxMSLiaqM/s400/100_0037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498689208346527442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE9EserQokI/AAAAAAAABHg/KjTbCK6Ip3M/s1600/100_0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE9EserQokI/AAAAAAAABHg/KjTbCK6Ip3M/s400/100_0036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498689200982106690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE9Er1R6cpI/AAAAAAAABHY/88Nc7gr3Y4Q/s1600/100_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE9Er1R6cpI/AAAAAAAABHY/88Nc7gr3Y4Q/s400/100_0035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498689189869941394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first started out with some brunch at a lovely little outdoor shack of a restaurant.  I had the buckweat pecan banana pancakes, eggs and bacon.  It was so yum! I love going out for brunch and the food was so fresh and amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed over to Ocean Beach.  A cute little hippie beach town.  We walked around and looked at the shops, then set up shop on the beach! We stayed in our chairs though, because even though it was a pretty hot day, one dipped-toe in the water told me it was FAAAREEEEZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4Tsu5FsdI/AAAAAAAABHA/I7tKrr8YIrI/s1600/100_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4Tsu5FsdI/AAAAAAAABHA/I7tKrr8YIrI/s400/100_0024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498353854288605650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4TbELAhPI/AAAAAAAABG4/4xAUi2Yg0jA/s1600/100_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4TbELAhPI/AAAAAAAABG4/4xAUi2Yg0jA/s400/100_0026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498353550763263218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed back to Sheena's little bungalow to get ready for dinner and a concert.  We headed out for dinner and had the hardest time finding anywhere that did not have an hour or more wait.  We finally ended up at En Fuego, a mexican restaurant. We waited at the bar and all had the most delicious Mojitos with chips and salsa.  The food was fab and we ate on the pation again. ( I love all of the eating on the patio, the weather is so wonderful at night) We laughed ALOT that night.  Then we headed to downtown San Diego for the concert but we missed the concert. :( oh well....we then head over to a place called Extraordinary Desserts. They only have desserts and let me tell you everything looked amazing! It would be such a cute first date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4TaqHhWfI/AAAAAAAABGw/WOzT88Lzydc/s1600/100_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4TaqHhWfI/AAAAAAAABGw/WOzT88Lzydc/s400/100_0027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498353543769315826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4TacaTjKI/AAAAAAAABGo/PH2Uoqmw14g/s1600/100_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4TacaTjKI/AAAAAAAABGo/PH2Uoqmw14g/s400/100_0028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498353540090006690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4TZ_zxb4I/AAAAAAAABGg/k-YX1OVSJUU/s1600/100_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4TZ_zxb4I/AAAAAAAABGg/k-YX1OVSJUU/s400/100_0029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498353532412194690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4Sgabx10I/AAAAAAAABGY/DCh0s2t43Qc/s1600/100_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4Sgabx10I/AAAAAAAABGY/DCh0s2t43Qc/s400/100_0030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498352543126902594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we slept in and of course.....headed to brunch again! Duh!We like to eat, what can I say.  We walked around the corner this time to a little place and it was hopping! there were so many people there. I had an avocado, bacon, and cheese omelette, some breakfast potatoes, toast, and a cup of their homemade french vanilla coffee.....mmmmmm just typing that is making my mouth water.  Later on we went over to the Farmer's Market and had a ball shopping and trying everything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4SfyM9SLI/AAAAAAAABGQ/mL58buT0ha8/s1600/100_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4SfyM9SLI/AAAAAAAABGQ/mL58buT0ha8/s400/100_0031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498352532327319730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4SftJ0VuI/AAAAAAAABGI/BTO9VLkemeI/s1600/100_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4SftJ0VuI/AAAAAAAABGI/BTO9VLkemeI/s400/100_0032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498352530971973346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit up Anthropologie and did some shopping! Love that place! Then we headed to church.  I loved the church home that Sheena has found.  It makes me so happy that she has found such an amazing place to worship. Then we headed to eat a light dinner and of course had to hit up the fro yo around the corner too!! It was yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up having a low key night watching a movie and talking and laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4SfXvnY4I/AAAAAAAABGA/02NTH4B9Gxs/s1600/100_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4SfXvnY4I/AAAAAAAABGA/02NTH4B9Gxs/s400/100_0033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498352525224928130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4Se__-u-I/AAAAAAAABF4/6LvGE108lqc/s1600/100_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE4Se__-u-I/AAAAAAAABF4/6LvGE108lqc/s400/100_0034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498352518851116002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun the first two days! Part Two coming up tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-4333459065940607748?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4333459065940607748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4333459065940607748&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4333459065940607748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4333459065940607748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacay-recap-part-1.html' title='Vacay Recap Part 1'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TE9JNX4V1EI/AAAAAAAABK4/gNOur2_8Rss/s72-c/100_0064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-6357711731464421650</id><published>2010-07-22T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:51:38.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TEj0gRc31nI/AAAAAAAABFw/acCVz_h_sI0/s1600/100_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TEj0gRc31nI/AAAAAAAABFw/acCVz_h_sI0/s400/100_0097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496912180483184242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back from my lovely vacay with the girls! IT WAS SO WONDERFUL!I did not want to come back.  And I think I had too much fun because now I need a vacation from my vacation! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tired from traveling and the 3 hour time difference, so I will leave you with this picture of La Jolla Cove until I can get a recap up! Hope ya'll are having a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-6357711731464421650?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/6357711731464421650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=6357711731464421650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6357711731464421650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6357711731464421650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/07/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TEj0gRc31nI/AAAAAAAABFw/acCVz_h_sI0/s72-c/100_0097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-7982402345764305470</id><published>2010-07-18T11:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T11:18:58.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VACAY baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TEMZ6Y9d3jI/AAAAAAAABFo/O8hUjmYOvZ8/s1600/IM000294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TEMZ6Y9d3jI/AAAAAAAABFo/O8hUjmYOvZ8/s400/IM000294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495264461245505074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on vacay right now in San Diego with these two girls!! Is there anything better than a girl's vacation? Let me tell you that it is desperately needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been friends with both of these girls for ten years so the laughter, old stories, and memories have been free flowing on this trip.(the above picture is from freshman year of college. we looks so young)  And let me tell you that I would move to San Diego tomorrow if I could.  Absolutely gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys have a fab weekend. I will be back on Wednesday with a full picture recap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-7982402345764305470?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/7982402345764305470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=7982402345764305470&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7982402345764305470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7982402345764305470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacay-baby.html' title='VACAY baby!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TEMZ6Y9d3jI/AAAAAAAABFo/O8hUjmYOvZ8/s72-c/IM000294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-5453763519393669297</id><published>2010-07-14T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T21:53:52.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>double the fun</title><content type='html'>Today is this guy's birthday. 28 to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5ncfm1nxI/AAAAAAAABFg/jISMv2FQ4-Q/s1600/n9628835_34720006_6083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5ncfm1nxI/AAAAAAAABFg/jISMv2FQ4-Q/s400/n9628835_34720006_6083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493942334656978706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(swoon. be still my beating heart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, I won't embarass you too much over the old interwebs. I adore you.  I love you more intensely everyday, laugh harder, am challenged more, dream bigger, rely on God more, live deeper, and have more joy because of you. You astound me and I am so lucky you picked me.  I hope your day is nothing short of amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also our 3 year wedding anniversary. Yep that's right.  He agree to forever make his day our day. What a selfless guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5ncEmE1UI/AAAAAAAABFY/jYuUCBTPkJY/s1600/n9628835_34722201_3962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5ncEmE1UI/AAAAAAAABFY/jYuUCBTPkJY/s400/n9628835_34722201_3962.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493942327406024002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are not enough words in the dictionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5kP3WL1eI/AAAAAAAABFQ/khZM8-PLhGc/s1600/n9628835_34722220_9049.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5kP3WL1eI/AAAAAAAABFQ/khZM8-PLhGc/s400/n9628835_34722220_9049.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493938819156399586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; to describe how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5kPmnXD5I/AAAAAAAABFI/g-UYrsR3Ahw/s1600/IMAG0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5kPmnXD5I/AAAAAAAABFI/g-UYrsR3Ahw/s400/IMAG0637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493938814665035666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all come up short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5jXdE1ZJI/AAAAAAAABFA/JYhlMJGXRa8/s1600/IMAG0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5jXdE1ZJI/AAAAAAAABFA/JYhlMJGXRa8/s400/IMAG0322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493937850031629458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Years ago you changed my life&lt;br /&gt;from ordinary to extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5jWdsm_yI/AAAAAAAABEw/qpBILzl0xQA/s1600/100_0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5jWdsm_yI/AAAAAAAABEw/qpBILzl0xQA/s400/100_0325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493937833018588962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marrying you was and always will be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5jWKIPi8I/AAAAAAAABEo/iNHifs71d4g/s1600/100_0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5jWKIPi8I/AAAAAAAABEo/iNHifs71d4g/s400/100_0195.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493937827765783490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best decision I have ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5jVRI9HGI/AAAAAAAABEg/Dj7Wp6t9TvI/s1600/Howard033R005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5jVRI9HGI/AAAAAAAABEg/Dj7Wp6t9TvI/s400/Howard033R005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493937812467948642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for choosing me.  I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-5453763519393669297?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/5453763519393669297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=5453763519393669297&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5453763519393669297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5453763519393669297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/07/double-fun.html' title='double the fun'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TD5ncfm1nxI/AAAAAAAABFg/jISMv2FQ4-Q/s72-c/n9628835_34720006_6083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-4248571408925621902</id><published>2010-06-28T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T18:32:26.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>checkout etiquette?</title><content type='html'>I just got back from the grocery store a little bit ago.  What is usually a completely uneventful outing has now left me dazed, confused, and promising to never buy anything but a head of lettuce from the grocery store for as long as I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady checking out my food, about halfway through my items, turns to me and asks "So how long will this food last you?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to squeak out a mortified two weeks-all the while thinking is that too short- and she smirks and continues on her merry way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT JUST HAPPENED? Was she just trying to make small talk or was that an insult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the spirit of being the voice for all of the attacked grocery store patrons everywhere:  I give you a list of other things Wal-Mart checkers SHOULD not say to someone while ringing up their weekly necessities.  Wal-mart checkers:take notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Do you need help getting all of this into your car? Is your car big enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wow, how many hungry mouths do you have at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Having a party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you like the latest subscription of FIT Magazine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I wonder how many calories are in your cart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Is this all yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I need a restock on aisle 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. And my personal fav: Aww...eating for two.  When are you due?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Wal-Mart. As if walking past the rows of fashion magazines wasn't enough-you have found new ways to test my self-esteem and take a poke at my extra love! Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-4248571408925621902?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4248571408925621902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4248571408925621902&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4248571408925621902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4248571408925621902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/06/checkout-etiquette.html' title='checkout etiquette?'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-3524630026931220748</id><published>2010-06-22T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:38:03.582-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just call my agent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TCEb-YSYnTI/AAAAAAAABEY/T2nQTSsHvT8/s1600/top-2-tuesday-button2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TCEb-YSYnTI/AAAAAAAABEY/T2nQTSsHvT8/s400/top-2-tuesday-button2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485696579599375666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Taylor's Top Two Tuesday topic this week! So fun..and since I watch EVERY reality show the man has ever created....it was terribly difficult to pick.  But I figured if I am going to be on a reality show, I might as well learn a thing or two. So, my two-could they be any more different- picks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Amazing Race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TCEb-MAL5LI/AAAAAAAABEQ/s3pud9UVTXU/s1600/amazingrace_logo_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 351px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TCEb-MAL5LI/AAAAAAAABEQ/s3pud9UVTXU/s400/amazingrace_logo_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485696576301819058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this choice needs any explanation.  I mean...travel around the world, for free, doing crazy things....count me in! And I would love to challenge myself to accomplish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. MTV's The City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TCEb9lCCZ_I/AAAAAAAABEI/Ghzho0Zwmvw/s1600/the-city_384x319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TCEb9lCCZ_I/AAAAAAAABEI/Ghzho0Zwmvw/s400/the-city_384x319.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485696565840603122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just LOVE the fashion aspect of this show.  I would love to work with Joe Zee or Kelly Cutrone and learn all of the ins and outs of the fashion world.  And it wouldn't hurt to sneak some freebies from Elle's closet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are on the topic of reality tv, did ya'll watch the Bachelorette last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that she let go of the right people last night.  But I was hoping she would pull a Jake and let both Tattoo Casey and the wrestler go on the same date.  Oh well, hopefully she will let RATED R go next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am obsessed with Roberto...he is freaking hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing was her figure in her bathing suit?  Holy abs! She needs to come put me through boot camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to hug Craig R when he busted out the drawn on tattoo!Hysterical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iceland is now on my must travel to list! unbelievably beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank is a little wack-a-doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My final three that I think she will pick are Roberto, Chris L, and Kirk, with Kirk taking grand prize.  Who do you think will take take the win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-3524630026931220748?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/3524630026931220748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=3524630026931220748&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3524630026931220748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3524630026931220748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-call-my-agent.html' title='Just call my agent!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TCEb-YSYnTI/AAAAAAAABEY/T2nQTSsHvT8/s72-c/top-2-tuesday-button2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-3255939515392458080</id><published>2010-06-14T17:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:06:33.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Overload</title><content type='html'>Hey Ya'll!!!!Here are some pictures of the past couple weekends! WE had some dear friends of ours come visit! We had way too much fun eating, swimming in the lake, shopping, and laughing!! So thankful for friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my parents came into town! We drove down to Savannah for the weekend!Savannah is one of my favorite cities! The historic district is the most magical little place! I had a blast showing my parents around as they had never been! We took a ghost tour Saturday night as Savannah is the number one most "haunted" places! It was fun to hear the stories! Oh and I tried fried green tomatoes for the first time.......DELISH!! Have ya'll ever had those? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBaolkggSnI/AAAAAAAABEA/nDZOYa_0Z6Y/s1600/100_0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBaolkggSnI/AAAAAAAABEA/nDZOYa_0Z6Y/s400/100_0042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482754959778794098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBaolfoSfwI/AAAAAAAABD4/gXLIxbelY_A/s1600/100_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBaolfoSfwI/AAAAAAAABD4/gXLIxbelY_A/s400/100_0041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482754958469267202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBaolPjjOlI/AAAAAAAABDw/s4hD45QGaZM/s1600/100_0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBaolPjjOlI/AAAAAAAABDw/s4hD45QGaZM/s400/100_0039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482754954154424914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBaokTJ-DlI/AAAAAAAABDo/KRon2gfu9Kw/s1600/100_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBaokTJ-DlI/AAAAAAAABDo/KRon2gfu9Kw/s400/100_0037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482754937941003858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBaoj6MleII/AAAAAAAABDg/B1RXo75ex1U/s1600/100_0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBaoj6MleII/AAAAAAAABDg/B1RXo75ex1U/s400/100_0036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482754931241089154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBakkc5xNUI/AAAAAAAABDY/onfRd58n4nc/s1600/100_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBakkc5xNUI/AAAAAAAABDY/onfRd58n4nc/s400/100_0033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482750542510896450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBakj7EAl3I/AAAAAAAABDQ/f3IZgWWLO70/s1600/100_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBakj7EAl3I/AAAAAAAABDQ/f3IZgWWLO70/s400/100_0031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482750533427042162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBakjheGf3I/AAAAAAAABDI/Xv2YdPN4ZGY/s1600/100_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBakjheGf3I/AAAAAAAABDI/Xv2YdPN4ZGY/s400/100_0030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482750526557159282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBakjCoOhHI/AAAAAAAABDA/fhQ33gxxUkM/s1600/100_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBaho6cs2LI/AAAAAAAABCQ/XJNB4AGOpeA/s400/100_0021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482747320626632882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBahoemlHqI/AAAAAAAABCI/fKJKkn3PiJc/s1600/100_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBahoemlHqI/AAAAAAAABCI/fKJKkn3PiJc/s400/100_0020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482747313151876770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBahoCWWCcI/AAAAAAAABCA/p6Y_yH2Oxbw/s1600/100_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBahoCWWCcI/AAAAAAAABCA/p6Y_yH2Oxbw/s400/100_0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482747305567586754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBahnnZEINI/AAAAAAAABB4/jjhIePI0Ylc/s1600/100_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBagjlYmtjI/AAAAAAAABBg/y2amIR7_u4k/s400/100_0015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482746129561335346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBagjHowKjI/AAAAAAAABBY/rm5mr00lkPw/s1600/100_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBagjHowKjI/AAAAAAAABBY/rm5mr00lkPw/s400/100_0014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482746121576000050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBagi0w5OPI/AAAAAAAABBQ/4yctHU0aFCQ/s1600/100_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBagi0w5OPI/AAAAAAAABBQ/4yctHU0aFCQ/s400/100_0013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482746116509874418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBagio8-IiI/AAAAAAAABBI/ae3zG1qtrsM/s1600/100_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBagio8-IiI/AAAAAAAABBI/ae3zG1qtrsM/s400/100_0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482746113339302434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBafW29K9_I/AAAAAAAABBA/0kTgHZkodKo/s1600/100_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBafW29K9_I/AAAAAAAABBA/0kTgHZkodKo/s400/100_0011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482744811428182002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBafWl6jl0I/AAAAAAAABA4/7admQ0LSPT8/s1600/100_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBafWl6jl0I/AAAAAAAABA4/7admQ0LSPT8/s400/100_0010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482744806853809986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBafWWnr0pI/AAAAAAAABAw/Vy4FwgnoZrs/s1600/100_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBafWWnr0pI/AAAAAAAABAw/Vy4FwgnoZrs/s400/100_0009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482744802748125842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBafWKGuN5I/AAAAAAAABAo/gt1FYEIbLR0/s1600/100_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBafWKGuN5I/AAAAAAAABAo/gt1FYEIbLR0/s400/100_0008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482744799388645266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBafVhZ9rSI/AAAAAAAABAg/_JFPxqm5vGk/s1600/100_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBafVhZ9rSI/AAAAAAAABAg/_JFPxqm5vGk/s400/100_0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482744788463496482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBacDx3eSII/AAAAAAAABAY/j7Ppa6Oypmw/s1600/100_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBacDx3eSII/AAAAAAAABAY/j7Ppa6Oypmw/s400/100_0006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482741185109706882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBacDk24FWI/AAAAAAAABAQ/_dl-kYtJdC8/s1600/100_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBacDk24FWI/AAAAAAAABAQ/_dl-kYtJdC8/s400/100_0003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482741181617542498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBacDXmz8RI/AAAAAAAABAI/aJhoVLk9_Pc/s1600/100_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBacDXmz8RI/AAAAAAAABAI/aJhoVLk9_Pc/s400/100_0005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482741178060501266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBacC7xuP2I/AAAAAAAABAA/yKUAxNtzrFE/s1600/100_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBacC7xuP2I/AAAAAAAABAA/yKUAxNtzrFE/s400/100_0002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482741170590072674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBacBRULCiI/AAAAAAAAA_4/x3fBMhFqAKw/s1600/100_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBacBRULCiI/AAAAAAAAA_4/x3fBMhFqAKw/s400/100_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482741142011972130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-3255939515392458080?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/3255939515392458080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=3255939515392458080&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3255939515392458080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3255939515392458080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/06/picture-overload.html' title='Picture Overload'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/TBaolkggSnI/AAAAAAAABEA/nDZOYa_0Z6Y/s72-c/100_0042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-5530034007888968820</id><published>2010-05-26T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:21:09.164-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I not only fell off the bloggin train but I got ran over by it as well.  I have definitely been non-existent in the blog world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging, for me, resembles the old high school friendship that you take into college with you, promising to stay life-long friends. Then you get busy with collge life and the phone calls are become few and far between until months pas Bus by and you realize you haven't talked. And then at that point you don't call because you just don't know what to say.  That is how I have felt about my bloggin hiatus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know it has been kind of nice to take a break. To really take a break from all of the social networking and technology connectedness and just focus on life.  And people in the flesh.  And not be so caught up in the computer.  I have been spending more time getting into better routines with working out, keeping in touch with long distance friends, hanging witht the hubby and other things that go by the wayside when I spend X number of hours in blog land. So it has been nice.  Not to say I haven't missed you all.   Because I have. Which is why I am back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to catch up on but I feel overwhelmed that I haven't posted in so long. I'm not even going to try to catch up.  Just suffice it to say that we have been doing a ton of traveling over the past two months and just having a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited that summer is officially here! I have so many fun trips and fun visitors planned for this summer!! I have one of my best friends coming in this weeknd. A weekend getaway in Savannah with my parents. A girl's getaway trip to San Diego with 3 wonderful freinds! A possible trip to DC with the hubby. And a weekend in Atlanta with one of my dearest loves! Whew! Bring it on! There should be many picture posts in the near future!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking forward to any trips this summer?  Do tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to not stay away so long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-5530034007888968820?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/5530034007888968820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=5530034007888968820&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5530034007888968820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5530034007888968820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/05/well-i-not-only-fell-off-bloggin-train.html' title=''/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-952591509642213851</id><published>2010-05-10T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T21:00:41.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S-imzTlAJ0I/AAAAAAAAA_w/24cZT7ivp_8/s1600/mom.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S-imzTlAJ0I/AAAAAAAAA_w/24cZT7ivp_8/s400/mom.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469805147800479554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind of mother, who at the age of 40ish, went back to school, worked full time, was first in her class and still managed not to miss a beat with her kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind of mother who would wake her moody and cranky pre-teen daughter up every morning for school with juice because it was the only thing that made her feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind of mother who sat with me night after night and taught me Algebra and did not lose her patience when I cried and cried because I just didn't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind of mother who drove with me out to Dallas for three years to go dress shopping for my high school prom.  And I had so much fun each weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind of mother who has let me cry on her shoulders more times than I can count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind of mother who was beside herself when she had to leave me at the college dorms my freshman year, not because she was worried I wouldn't be okay, but because she couldn't bear to leave her daughter behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind of mother who cries every time I see her no matter how long or short in between the visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind of mother who brings a gift every time she comes to visit, because she knows life is about the little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind of mother who was the most unbelievable help while planning a wedding and did so many things above and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind of mother who you can talk about anything with.  Even if it's embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind of mother whose steadfast confidence and hope in you have been one of your greatest sources of strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the kind of mother who becomes your very best friend through the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thankfully she's MY mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, I love you so much! I don't deserve the kind of mother that you have been to me.  But I am so thankful for you. I hope that your Mother's Day was beautiful and I can't wait to see you in June!! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-952591509642213851?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/952591509642213851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=952591509642213851&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/952591509642213851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/952591509642213851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/05/tribute.html' title='A Tribute'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S-imzTlAJ0I/AAAAAAAAA_w/24cZT7ivp_8/s72-c/mom.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-37716019257823595</id><published>2010-05-05T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T20:38:19.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking things</title><content type='html'>I know my title doesn't leave much to the imagination, right? Hope your Wednesday was ultra fab. Things I am thinking lately in list form:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My husband gives the best advice.  He is wise beyond his years.  I can't wait to watch him have heart-to-heart talks with our children one day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I need to have more early evening strolls in my life.  They are so good for the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Does everyone have that one friend that just manages to suck the life outta you? Or is that just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Grapefruit and I have had a very passionate relationship lately.  Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Marshall's has been on point lately.  I have found so many lovely deals there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I heard on the radio the other day that 100% of cosmetic makeup samples have staff infection and ecoli germs on them.  Goodbye Sephora makeup sampling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The hubs and I just discovered recently that we can watch on demand movies and tv shows throuhg our WII.  It has revolutionized our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  We discovered an old show called Prison Break.  Who knew that I could be so attracted to tatted up convicts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Hubs and I just found out that Starburst makes a package with JUST the yummy red flavors. Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Playing Catch Phrase with competitive friends is my favorite way to spend a Saturday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya'll are having a lovely week!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-37716019257823595?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/37716019257823595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=37716019257823595&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/37716019257823595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/37716019257823595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/05/thinking-things.html' title='thinking things'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-7377571804152422855</id><published>2010-04-30T02:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T02:47:00.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Worm</title><content type='html'>Let's talk book reads, shall we? About a month ago, I decided to check out the public library here in Macon.  Now, let it be known that I have not had a library card ever and I was just curious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW HAVE I NOT KNOWN WHAT A WONDERFUL INVENTION THE LIBRARY WAS? I mean seriously.  I knew it was free and you could rent as many books as you wanted, but I just did NOT UNDERSTAND.  It is one of those things that you don't understand the magic behind it until you go.  And let me tell, that I have taken full advantage of the free books. I have read 10 books since I got the library card of gold. 10 books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I have learned though is that when looking for a book in the stacks, you really need to know what you are looking for. I made the mistake of just getting a book based on the cover with no reference for the book or the author.  Bad mistake.  It only took me about 40 pages to realize that this book might as well have been a soft porno.  yuck. Needless to say, I did not finish that one.  So dear readers, tell me what are you reading lately?  Save me from buying any more contraband books from the library!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books you should run to your local library for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All four of the Emily Giffin books- I know I am last to board this train, but I just finished reading these. So good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swapping Lives- Jane Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Wives Club-Jane Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firefly Lane- Kristin Hannah(don't read this without an entire box of tissues near you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books I am reading this month:( not sure if the author names are spelled exactly correct...you get the idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone Worth Knowing:  Lauren Weisenberger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Nobody: Jennifer Wiener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wedding: Nicholas Sparks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you're reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-7377571804152422855?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/7377571804152422855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=7377571804152422855&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7377571804152422855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7377571804152422855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/04/book-worm.html' title='Book Worm'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-2226089433311077690</id><published>2010-04-28T18:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:39:26.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly Away</title><content type='html'>Two weekends ago we flew back to Oklahoma for a family wedding.  J's grandfather was getting married.  Yep that's right.  He is 78 and is getting remarried.  He has been a widow for about 7 years now and found an adorable little lady!! Isn't that the cutest thing you have ever heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics we took of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go to dinner with some girlfriends.  We spent way too much money eating delicious sushi and it was fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jFxmE5dsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/RGeGEJ0QB5k/s1600/100_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jFxmE5dsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/RGeGEJ0QB5k/s400/100_0023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465335603639449282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jFxe979hI/AAAAAAAAA-s/1w5nqbvpLm4/s1600/100_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jFxe979hI/AAAAAAAAA-s/1w5nqbvpLm4/s400/100_0022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465335601731204626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jFw-OIlCI/AAAAAAAAA-k/4PMP2VBgn5s/s1600/100_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jFw-OIlCI/AAAAAAAAA-k/4PMP2VBgn5s/s400/100_0021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465335592940770338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jFwNN2WDI/AAAAAAAAA-c/KRskYsHit80/s1600/100_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jFwNN2WDI/AAAAAAAAA-c/KRskYsHit80/s400/100_0020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465335579786238002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from the wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jEgN-am0I/AAAAAAAAA-U/5ps0x8z9IXA/s1600/100_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jEgN-am0I/AAAAAAAAA-U/5ps0x8z9IXA/s320/100_0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465334205600406338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jEfjrH8hI/AAAAAAAAA-M/5tQfpGl-kx8/s1600/100_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jEfjrH8hI/AAAAAAAAA-M/5tQfpGl-kx8/s320/100_0017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465334194245202450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jEfDx13OI/AAAAAAAAA-E/uLU5WCZdEzk/s1600/100_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jEfDx13OI/AAAAAAAAA-E/uLU5WCZdEzk/s320/100_0016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465334185683442914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jEeq4xmeI/AAAAAAAAA98/FmKLazbh21A/s1600/100_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jEeq4xmeI/AAAAAAAAA98/FmKLazbh21A/s320/100_0015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465334179001637346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jEd8GObdI/AAAAAAAAA90/UbmY0ZZ9k5w/s1600/100_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jEd8GObdI/AAAAAAAAA90/UbmY0ZZ9k5w/s320/100_0013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465334166441586130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rehearsal dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jDFJaPR3I/AAAAAAAAA9s/Dy3TR2EDHAk/s1600/100_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jDFJaPR3I/AAAAAAAAA9s/Dy3TR2EDHAk/s320/100_0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465332641006831474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jDEkilKlI/AAAAAAAAA9k/a5zP7ZFVDQk/s1600/100_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jDEkilKlI/AAAAAAAAA9k/a5zP7ZFVDQk/s320/100_0010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465332631109708370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jDEQdnybI/AAAAAAAAA9c/PwPwH3mz0jY/s1600/100_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jDEQdnybI/AAAAAAAAA9c/PwPwH3mz0jY/s320/100_0009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465332625720199602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jDD3BbrOI/AAAAAAAAA9U/zFH80tDr2yI/s1600/100_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jDD3BbrOI/AAAAAAAAA9U/zFH80tDr2yI/s320/100_0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465332618891078882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jBCPzYQ3I/AAAAAAAAA9M/eDR53HU7M2w/s1600/100_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jBCPzYQ3I/AAAAAAAAA9M/eDR53HU7M2w/s320/100_0006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465330392160027506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jBBgZ8pDI/AAAAAAAAA9E/aNqdCI1thEs/s1600/100_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jBBgZ8pDI/AAAAAAAAA9E/aNqdCI1thEs/s320/100_0005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465330379436893234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jBBfjZQCI/AAAAAAAAA88/U_NEsjS7iMc/s1600/100_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jBBfjZQCI/AAAAAAAAA88/U_NEsjS7iMc/s320/100_0004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465330379208081442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jBA9SAHdI/AAAAAAAAA80/b1OoSm7wijc/s1600/100_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jBA9SAHdI/AAAAAAAAA80/b1OoSm7wijc/s320/100_0003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465330370008325586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it fabulous to go back and visit places you used to call home?? Nothing better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-2226089433311077690?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/2226089433311077690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=2226089433311077690&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2226089433311077690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2226089433311077690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/04/fly-away.html' title='Fly Away'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9jFxmE5dsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/RGeGEJ0QB5k/s72-c/100_0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-3900609015316867884</id><published>2010-04-22T06:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T07:17:03.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday 5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9AsPa4oEmI/AAAAAAAAA7M/XuKanmIjUY0/s1600/thursday5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9AsPa4oEmI/AAAAAAAAA7M/XuKanmIjUY0/s320/thursday5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462914991426900578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would join in with Keely's fun Thursday Five!! You are supposed to come up with 5 things that are making you happy lately!!! I am feeling particularly joyful this week...so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9AuJ_BUChI/AAAAAAAAA7U/iSkkNtRzyNI/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 106px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9AuJ_BUChI/AAAAAAAAA7U/iSkkNtRzyNI/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462917097071053330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My hubby leaving notes in my purse for me to find the next day at work.  So sweet and thoughtful is he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9AufwfqWLI/AAAAAAAAA7c/rKNBF3-pD_I/s1600/porch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9AufwfqWLI/AAAAAAAAA7c/rKNBF3-pD_I/s320/porch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462917471128934578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sitting on the patio in the early evening reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9Au6ejFefI/AAAAAAAAA7k/MIlSj_diicc/s1600/tanning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 89px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9Au6ejFefI/AAAAAAAAA7k/MIlSj_diicc/s320/tanning.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462917930167925234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Getting off from work every day early enough to get in two hours worth of tanning time at the pool! ( I work 6-3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9AvONZdlfI/AAAAAAAAA7s/RfraWz1NaOs/s1600/Whitejeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 105px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9AvONZdlfI/AAAAAAAAA7s/RfraWz1NaOs/s320/Whitejeans.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462918269161543154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My new white jeans.  I feel oh so fabulous when I wear them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9Av1STACSI/AAAAAAAAA70/QTZpMhFjLAA/s1600/comments.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 80px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9Av1STACSI/AAAAAAAAA70/QTZpMhFjLAA/s320/comments.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462918940491516194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. New followers and comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you LOVING lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-3900609015316867884?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/3900609015316867884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=3900609015316867884&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3900609015316867884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3900609015316867884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/04/thursday-5.html' title='Thursday 5!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S9AsPa4oEmI/AAAAAAAAA7M/XuKanmIjUY0/s72-c/thursday5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-165191733474978481</id><published>2010-04-12T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T13:01:22.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't die.</title><content type='html'>WOOOOOWEEEE!! I have fallen off the blogging train in a big way.  I just looked and realized that I have not blogged yet in April...that is UNACCEPTABLE! Sorry for the absence....I am alive.  I wish I had a good reason why I was gone.  Please just pretend that I just got back from a two week European cruise and that I just did not have computer service.  That sounds better than my actual non-excuse of just being a slacker. mmmmkay?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pics from my last two weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter weekend we had a ball.  We drove down to see the hub's family.  It was really nice to get away and spend time with family.  This was the first Easter in three years that we have been able to spend with family, which is just divine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8Ph7s0JfrI/AAAAAAAAA7E/5y5qVJFEHqk/s1600/100_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8Ph7s0JfrI/AAAAAAAAA7E/5y5qVJFEHqk/s320/100_0030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459455589061590706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8Ph7B80M1I/AAAAAAAAA68/AmEP7R74W7w/s1600/100_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8Ph7B80M1I/AAAAAAAAA68/AmEP7R74W7w/s320/100_0027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459455577555219282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8Ph6m0yzFI/AAAAAAAAA60/NpLBYnbEip4/s1600/100_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8Ph6m0yzFI/AAAAAAAAA60/NpLBYnbEip4/s320/100_0022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459455570273815634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Saturday of Easter weekend, we went over to what is called the Warrior's Walk at Fort Hood in Hinesville, Ga.  This is a memorial to all of the soldiers that have passed away in active duty.  They plant an adorable cherry tree for each soldier.  Alot of the trees have ornaments and other momentos from family members adorning them.  Well, my precious younger sister in law is a crafting genius and decided she wanted to make a patriotic ornament for each tree to honor the soldiers. All 400 of them.  Isn't she so selfless?? She has been working on them since September.  I am so proud of her and her great idea.  It was neat to be able to honor the soldiers that way.  Especially the ones who do not have anything on their trees, since their families live too far away.  We ended the day with a prayer surrounded by the trees.  Such a neat experience. Here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PfQUWIj0I/AAAAAAAAA6s/lEBksvJ_svo/s1600/100_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PfQUWIj0I/AAAAAAAAA6s/lEBksvJ_svo/s320/100_0021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459452644735618882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PfQD2GgdI/AAAAAAAAA6k/FLQ5CTRqsjU/s1600/100_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PfQD2GgdI/AAAAAAAAA6k/FLQ5CTRqsjU/s320/100_0018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459452640306299346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PfPsb2A5I/AAAAAAAAA6c/qvHogGAujvM/s1600/100_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PfPsb2A5I/AAAAAAAAA6c/qvHogGAujvM/s320/100_0017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459452634022151058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PfPVx9-LI/AAAAAAAAA6U/uSfUXCflCgU/s1600/100_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PfPVx9-LI/AAAAAAAAA6U/uSfUXCflCgU/s320/100_0013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459452627940931762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, the hubby and I went and hiked a few miles at one of the Nature Parks near our home.  It was the most unbelievably gorgeous day and we had a blast! God made such a beautiful earth.  And yes, I am frolicking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PdHOQlcmI/AAAAAAAAA6M/q43z-Nd5CsA/s1600/100_0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PdHOQlcmI/AAAAAAAAA6M/q43z-Nd5CsA/s320/100_0052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459450289459655266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PdGxetUuI/AAAAAAAAA6E/9MWnjRlaRig/s1600/100_0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PdGxetUuI/AAAAAAAAA6E/9MWnjRlaRig/s320/100_0061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459450281734263522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PdGQVVq6I/AAAAAAAAA58/HVSXZK7ekYI/s1600/100_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PdGQVVq6I/AAAAAAAAA58/HVSXZK7ekYI/s320/100_0059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459450272836594594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PdF-2o2fI/AAAAAAAAA50/recdq5mwO1w/s1600/100_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PdF-2o2fI/AAAAAAAAA50/recdq5mwO1w/s320/100_0065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459450268144425458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PdFkZxwcI/AAAAAAAAA5s/bucm7fGyu8U/s1600/100_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8PdFkZxwcI/AAAAAAAAA5s/bucm7fGyu8U/s320/100_0067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459450261044052418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-165191733474978481?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/165191733474978481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=165191733474978481&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/165191733474978481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/165191733474978481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-didnt-die.html' title='I didn&apos;t die.'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S8Ph7s0JfrI/AAAAAAAAA7E/5y5qVJFEHqk/s72-c/100_0030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8400622038899132092</id><published>2010-03-31T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:21:01.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I get by with a little help..</title><content type='html'>Alright adorable bloggy friends!! I am in some need of some advice. I just got a coupon in the mail for 20% off of first time salon visit to Ulta.  Being that I love a bargain(and I haven't had a trim in 6 months..oh for shame I know) I thought that maybe I should check out the Ulta Hair Salon. I haven't found a hair stylist here yet, so I thought why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you ever had your hair cut or styled by anyone from Ulta? If so, what did you think, the good, the bad, and the ugly.  Give it to me. I am not asking for anything super technical but I don't want to end up walking out of there looking like this woman.  EEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S7PJtweXsfI/AAAAAAAAA48/5HbDLpTQnq4/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S7PJtweXsfI/AAAAAAAAA48/5HbDLpTQnq4/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454925361619382770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one more day of work, and then hubby and I are headed down to the in laws for a 3 day Easter weekend!! So excited! Haven't had a day off since Christmas and it is much overdue! Hope you all have a wonderful Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8400622038899132092?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8400622038899132092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8400622038899132092&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8400622038899132092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8400622038899132092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-get-by-with-little-help.html' title='I get by with a little help..'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S7PJtweXsfI/AAAAAAAAA48/5HbDLpTQnq4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-6601014624564010028</id><published>2010-03-28T16:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:30:17.880-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A'/><title type='text'>All About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6_C4fu_TrI/AAAAAAAAA40/-NXX-gC30uI/s1600/GettingtoknowYOU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6_C4fu_TrI/AAAAAAAAA40/-NXX-gC30uI/s320/GettingtoknowYOU.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453791949616008882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How perfect is this blog fun over at MannLand? I love that it is on Sundays, becauase I AM LAZY-DAISY on Sundays and this means I can post without having to have one creative bone in my body!! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the questions for this lovely Sunday afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - &lt;strong&gt;Why did you start blogging?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Actually my husband convinced me to do it.  He started blogging and was always talking about how much fun it was. I decided that I would give it a shot! Now I am way more into blogging than he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - &lt;strong&gt;Who's the one blog friend that you would want to meet most in "real life"? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, you can tell that a dude wrote the questions this time around....girls are way too nice to want to volunteer this information.  This makes me think of when I was little and I used to be picked last for all of the atletic stuff...not cool.  So, let's just say that there is probably not anyone out there who I wouldn't want to meet IRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - &lt;strong&gt;Why are you always concerned with losing that "extra 10 pounds" when chances are your husband/boyfriend/friends tell you that you look just fine the way you are? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we women have a sickness....and it's called ILOOKATMAGAZINESTHATAREPHOTOSHOPPEDANDITHINKISHOULDLOOKJUSTLIKETHEM syndrome. (try to say that 10 times fast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - &lt;strong&gt;What's the one thing you wish guys could understand about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we don't always need our problems to be "fixed", sometimes we just need a good shoulder to cry on...and for you to not say a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - &lt;strong&gt;Tattoos. How many do you have and how many are visible when you wear your "everyday" clothes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any.  I am way too fickle and change my mind too much to pick ONE thing I want on my body for then next 50 years.  Wish I could get one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - &lt;strong&gt;What was the best year of your life and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I got engaged and married of course!! It was so fun to be a bride and amazing to be starting off my life with my wonderful man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - &lt;strong&gt;Name three things you would do if you were a man for one day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1)Eat everything in sight...why is it that guys never seem to gain weight? 2) Pee standing up...and lots of it...I think it would be fun!! 3)Have a total guys night...and see what they REALLY talk about without any women around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - &lt;strong&gt;What's your alcoholic drink of choice that usually raises a few eyebrows?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm....probably it raises more eyebrows that I don't usually drink anything at all Alcohol makes me sleepy and boring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! That was fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-6601014624564010028?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/6601014624564010028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=6601014624564010028&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6601014624564010028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6601014624564010028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-about-me.html' title='All About Me'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6_C4fu_TrI/AAAAAAAAA40/-NXX-gC30uI/s72-c/GettingtoknowYOU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-5425866414678042361</id><published>2010-03-25T13:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:40:41.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a little thing called perspective</title><content type='html'>I have to be honest with ya'll.  This year has been a hard year on me. For those of you that don't know, we moved from sunny Florida to tree-filled Georgia this past June. And I DID NOT WANT TO GO.  It was for my job and they gave me all of two weeks for the entire "moving" process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been hard. Our town in Macon is not super hip and there do not seem to be a ton of young people around.  We found a church but have yet to find a Sunday school class that we enjoy. So we have had a hard time making friends.  This is the complete opposit of how life was in Florida, because we were in a VERY large Sunday school that we loved and it was effortless to make friends.  So I just always envisioned that the same ease would follow our friend-making endeavors here in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, I have been feeling sorry for myself for the past six months. And I HATE feeling sorry for myself.  What a nasty quality that I usually do not allow myself to struggle with very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been having problems with one of my best friends in the entire world, which has not helped the whole friend situation. Suffice it to say that feeling super confident and great about myself has not been easy these past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not meant to be so much of a debbie downer post....there is a point to this post. And I will get on with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded the other day, that there are different seasons in life for a RESASON! Lately I wonder if God didn't "isolate" me on purpose. My walk with the Lord was kinda hum-drum in Florida.  I still had a relationship with the Lord, but it wasn't being nurtured and as a result, it wasn't growing.  Having a lot of free time on my hands has given me such a great opportunity to really LEARN about Jesus.  To spend vast amounts of time with him.  To study His word with a fine tooth comb. It hasn't been easy.  And I have cried lots of tears over the past few months.  But now, somehow, I feel like maybe all of this  has a purpose.  Like I am being prepared for something later on down the line. Kind of the way that winter prepares and makes way for the blooming of spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that makes this season so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer:please don't see this post as a "begging for compliments".  I didn't write this as a poor pitiful me, sob story.  I realize my life is very blessed.  But everyone has these periods of struggle in their life and I just wanted to remember mine.  Thanks for reading my thoughts as always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-5425866414678042361?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/5425866414678042361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=5425866414678042361&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5425866414678042361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5425866414678042361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-thing-called-perspective.html' title='a little thing called perspective'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-2478677983817004737</id><published>2010-03-23T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T09:54:59.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life without these just wouldn't be worth living</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6jFBn3qrBI/AAAAAAAAA4s/leSWX6ZFpFQ/s1600-h/toptwo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6jFBn3qrBI/AAAAAAAAA4s/leSWX6ZFpFQ/s320/toptwo.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451823980604992530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow....how is it already that time of the week again?? I feel like just yesterday I was posting my top two from last week! This week Taylor sure picked a doozy.....Top Two Things I can't live without....this one was hard for me.  I just really don't consistently use a lot of things....I couldn't think of one product or anything.  So I have genres instead! Oh and as Taylor said it is a given that Jesus, family, friends, hubby would be on this list....but that would be boring.  So after them, THESE are the things I can't live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.CANDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6jFBOghusI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ttJ4aYhcD2k/s1600-h/candies_lollipops_sweets_candy_colorful_colors-f93882e8f581999c874e6f1196207954_h_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6jFBOghusI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ttJ4aYhcD2k/s320/candies_lollipops_sweets_candy_colorful_colors-f93882e8f581999c874e6f1196207954_h_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451823973797051074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet is that picture?(no pun intended!) I have probably one of the most INTENSE sweet tooths you will ever come across.  I know everyone says that they love sweets...but seriously I eat some kind of sweet at least twice a day if not more.  It is an addiction.....and part of the reason I had to start The Shred..ahem. So yeah my life would not go on without some form of candy.  And I am not picky about what kind. If it is sugary, colorful, and bad for me...I will probably adore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6jFA9VGeKI/AAAAAAAAA4c/EEz1JraqYNI/s1600-h/56708727_tumblr_ktp163QDUC1qzacrko1_500_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6jFA9VGeKI/AAAAAAAAA4c/EEz1JraqYNI/s320/56708727_tumblr_ktp163QDUC1qzacrko1_500_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451823969185724578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sickness...the amount of jewelry I have is kinda ridiculous. You will never ever see me anywhere without some sort of jewelry on.  Even if I am just going to the grocery store or the gas station.  My body must be bejeweled. I just don't feel right without any on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your favs that you can't go a day without?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;images from weheartit.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-2478677983817004737?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/2478677983817004737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=2478677983817004737&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2478677983817004737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2478677983817004737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-without-these-just-wouldnt-be.html' title='Life without these just wouldn&apos;t be worth living'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6jFBn3qrBI/AAAAAAAAA4s/leSWX6ZFpFQ/s72-c/toptwo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-2926463084490685281</id><published>2010-03-22T12:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:12:08.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6efxAgT4_I/AAAAAAAAA4U/x19nx7f6el4/s1600-h/blog+aware.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6efxAgT4_I/AAAAAAAAA4U/x19nx7f6el4/s320/blog+aware.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451501538253202418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet new friend, Natalie, over at Extraordinary Love  awarded me this award the other day!! THANK YOU SO MUCH NATALIE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog award is so awesome...it makes me laugh because it definitely does not take itself too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...so the rules go like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. List 6 things you are a master in.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pass it onto 6 bloggers you think are masters at friendship and make blogging awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Things I am a "Master" in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Accidentally Beating up my husband.  Literally.  At least once or twice every day I accidentally hit him or step on his foot, or punch him in the nose with my elbow....He usually has bruises on him from me.  Poor guy, the man is a saint for putting up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Falling Asleep. Yeah you may be wondering how someone could be a master at falling asleep...but you obviously haven't seen me fall alseep standing up yet......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Writing down EVERYTHING in my planner.  I LOVE TO DO THIS.  So much that sometimes I even write stuff down after I have already done it just because it makes me happy to write in my planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Laughing at myself.  You will NEVER EVER see me take myself too seriously. I am the first one to laugh at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Giving thoughtful gifts.  Ok so this one really sounds kinda conceited, but I LOVE to give gifts and I try really hard to make sure it is something really special.  In fact I even have criteria that make for a great gift that I live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Messing up Directions.  For realz.   I have a problem.....I can get lost anywhere...and trust me that just becuase I have a set of directions and a GPS....this does not mean I am in the clear....this sista can still get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.....now for the wonderful bloggers to give this to...this is hard because there are so many blogs that I just LOVE to read!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Brittany at Living In the Moment( she has the best writing style)&lt;br /&gt;2) Courtney at With Gratitude( we would so be friends if we lived in the same town!)&lt;br /&gt;3) Lindsay at The Lee Family ( she has the best little craft ideas)&lt;br /&gt;4) Elizabeth at All This and Brains Too! ( usually the things she posts about...I feel the exact same way about)&lt;br /&gt;5) Rachel at Apron Strings( she just CRACKS me up)&lt;br /&gt;6) Kendi at Kendi Everyday( an IRL friend who has the best daily style and who is hysterical!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-2926463084490685281?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/2926463084490685281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=2926463084490685281&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2926463084490685281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2926463084490685281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-award.html' title='Blog Award!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6efxAgT4_I/AAAAAAAAA4U/x19nx7f6el4/s72-c/blog+aware.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-752053203656578611</id><published>2010-03-18T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:29:51.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wife of the Year, right here!!</title><content type='html'>If your husbands are anything like mine, they are ecstatic right now because the Holy Grail of all sports events is here. If you don't know what I am talking about then lucked out in your marriage friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Month of the Madness! My husband is SO GIDDY right now.  He LOVES March Madness. He eats, drinks, and breathes it for the entire two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my husband is unique in one aspect.  He has, ever since I can remember, made a homemade bracket on posterboard that then is hung up on a wall.  As the different games play out, he will fill in the bracket accordingly. And he spends hours meticulously drawing out the bracket and making sure everything is perfectly straight and even.  I know....extreme, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this week he went out of town for school and did not have time to make one before he left.  So being the WONDERFUL wife that I am, I volunteered to make it for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, I spent FOUR hours on this thing.  Trying to make it just like he does, trying to make it perfect. It is now hanging up on our wall waiting for him to come home!! I know, I know......this my friends is TRUE LOVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the finished product below.  And yes, this will hang in our house every day until the Madness is over!!! Oh marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6LF0E4EcaI/AAAAAAAAA4M/QLanAttb-pw/s1600-h/100_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6LF0E4EcaI/AAAAAAAAA4M/QLanAttb-pw/s320/100_0008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450135997524504994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6LFziCnG-I/AAAAAAAAA4E/yrseZnIy-nk/s1600-h/100_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6LFziCnG-I/AAAAAAAAA4E/yrseZnIy-nk/s320/100_0009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450135988173478882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you it is HUGE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just so you think I haven't completely lost my mind and turned into a boy....here is a picture of the lovely and adorable shoes I bought yesterday!!! Thank goodness these shoes totally confirm and redeem my girl-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6LFzS_YRGI/AAAAAAAAA38/tcDzAbgtfxI/s1600-h/100_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6LFzS_YRGI/AAAAAAAAA38/tcDzAbgtfxI/s320/100_0011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450135984133391458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-752053203656578611?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/752053203656578611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=752053203656578611&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/752053203656578611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/752053203656578611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/wife-of-year-right-here.html' title='Wife of the Year, right here!!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S6LF0E4EcaI/AAAAAAAAA4M/QLanAttb-pw/s72-c/100_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-5272807126771657184</id><published>2010-03-16T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T13:11:32.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 2 Tuesday:Style Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5-7vDg17BI/AAAAAAAAA30/t6rNZ3YRtZY/s1600-h/toptwo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5-7vDg17BI/AAAAAAAAA30/t6rNZ3YRtZY/s320/toptwo.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449280491212893202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday Lovely Ladies! Jumping in on Taylor's Top Two Tuesday: Celebrity Style.  Oh man, oh man was this hard for me! There are so many great celebs out there but I tried to pick people who I would want their closet and those who I love their enttire style from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Lauren Conrad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, she is the right combo of trendy and classic.  The trend never wears her...she is always "in charge" of the trend, so to speak.  She also dresses very age appropriate without being skankerific! And I love that she can go boho chic to looking superpolished and pull both looks off. Also, I just want her hair so bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5-6TeyD3PI/AAAAAAAAA3s/HbFl8sD8GLU/s1600-h/stylish-lauren_166x216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5-6TeyD3PI/AAAAAAAAA3s/HbFl8sD8GLU/s320/stylish-lauren_166x216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449278917984902386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5-6TC7HSnI/AAAAAAAAA3k/cL5LU_bFfvY/s1600-h/skinny-jeans_166x216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5-6TC7HSnI/AAAAAAAAA3k/cL5LU_bFfvY/s320/skinny-jeans_166x216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449278910506682994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5-6SksXeXI/AAAAAAAAA3c/_L8UkxJbs6k/s1600-h/entering-mi-6_166x216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5-6SksXeXI/AAAAAAAAA3c/_L8UkxJbs6k/s320/entering-mi-6_166x216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449278902391765362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reese Witherspoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5-5nhDSSZI/AAAAAAAAA3U/bkdsE_v_6RA/s1600-h/Reese%2520Witherspoon-BBC-011216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 83px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5-5nhDSSZI/AAAAAAAAA3U/bkdsE_v_6RA/s320/Reese%2520Witherspoon-BBC-011216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449278162679777682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister usually kills it on the red carpet and there is never a bad picture taken of her, even when she is casual.  She is so effortlessly classy and never looks like she is trying too hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-5272807126771657184?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/5272807126771657184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=5272807126771657184&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5272807126771657184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5272807126771657184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/top-2-tuesdaystyle-edition.html' title='Top 2 Tuesday:Style Edition'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5-7vDg17BI/AAAAAAAAA30/t6rNZ3YRtZY/s72-c/toptwo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-496771599344280689</id><published>2010-03-15T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T12:58:00.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondy Misc.</title><content type='html'>I had the most delightful weekend, friends!! I hope ya'll did too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do anything too exciting or spectacular....BUT there was a WE in my weekend!!! For the past 16789 months(ok really 4) hubby has been practicing, traveling, watching game tape, having games with the basketball team he works with. So, let's just say there has been a whole lotta ME time and not a lotta WE time.  especially on the weekends. If the team wasn't traveling on the weekends, then they were having a game day which would require the hubs to be gone from 8am on Saturday until after the game was over that afternoon or night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hubby: if you are reading this, look away RIGHT THIS INSTANT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But(PRAISE THE LORD HALLELUJAH) basketball season is over!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor husband is heartbroken. Me? Not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that dear friends is why our weekend was so great.  He was mine all mine the entire weekend. And we took full advantage! Oh man I cuddled the heck out of that boy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night: We watched Up In the Air- It was a good movie but the ending was TERRIBLE...def entertaining.  But glad we got it from the 1.00 red box, if ya know what I am saying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: I did some serious shopping on someone else's dime.....love that!!!(shout out to the daddy-o on a great Valentine's present)&lt;br /&gt;Then hubs and I went to dinner and cuddled around the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Went to church....hubs left for a week for school. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some chores around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random tangent: Have you guys watched that new show on TLC-Hoarders? Oh my gracious...this show is so amazing!!! It is utterly fascinating....I LOVE stuff like this.  I love to see the different ways the brain works(I swear I should have majored in psychology but didn't). And I couldn't tear my eyes away from this show. This one guy had his house piled with stuff up to his waist...and you could not see the floor.  He literally had to just walk on all of this crap to get around his house. I don't know how he cooks, never mind showers...the kid could barely get in the door. Crazy the type of attachment your brain can make to inanimate objects.  Good thing hubby was out of town...he thinks I am a weirdo for liking shows like that!  But I can't be the only one who loves stuff like this, right readers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-496771599344280689?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/496771599344280689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=496771599344280689&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/496771599344280689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/496771599344280689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/mondy-misc.html' title='Mondy Misc.'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-1824709758358229411</id><published>2010-03-12T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T11:02:02.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day dreamin'</title><content type='html'>Happy Friday ya'll!! Here's to wishing.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I could be here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5pk_9JVgII/AAAAAAAAA3M/TVuRmXCYASA/s1600-h/paris.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5pk_9JVgII/AAAAAAAAA3M/TVuRmXCYASA/s320/paris.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447777749166293122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5pk_rISF5I/AAAAAAAAA3E/yZiAz-l0-l8/s1600-h/picnic_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5pk_rISF5I/AAAAAAAAA3E/yZiAz-l0-l8/s320/picnic_04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447777744330037138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While wearing this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5pk_L-9XdI/AAAAAAAAA28/DxNrupl1WmM/s1600-h/new2LOVELYDAYdd2739red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5pk_L-9XdI/AAAAAAAAA28/DxNrupl1WmM/s320/new2LOVELYDAYdd2739red.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447777735969430994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead I am at work!! Oh well!! A girl can dream! Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-1824709758358229411?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/1824709758358229411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=1824709758358229411&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1824709758358229411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1824709758358229411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-dreamin.html' title='Day dreamin&apos;'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5pk_9JVgII/AAAAAAAAA3M/TVuRmXCYASA/s72-c/paris.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-2904831641201038694</id><published>2010-03-08T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T17:06:28.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Oscar goes to....</title><content type='html'>I thought the Oscars were SO good last night! I loved Steve Martin hosting, loved the dancers, loved the way they announced the Best Actors/Actresses.  And for the most part loved the dresses that were picked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with the BIG Fails of the night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5VztQX9sZI/AAAAAAAAA20/in3lB5dOlVY/s1600-h/d0b6925bd59a8c811694207c5f5a6e65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5VztQX9sZI/AAAAAAAAA20/in3lB5dOlVY/s320/d0b6925bd59a8c811694207c5f5a6e65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446386545701269906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5VztHazA-I/AAAAAAAAA2s/i0TZ7gI97FQ/s1600-h/69a33005496d1bb8a17cd131e4503ac2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5VztHazA-I/AAAAAAAAA2s/i0TZ7gI97FQ/s320/69a33005496d1bb8a17cd131e4503ac2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446386543297233890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vzs7ANMkI/AAAAAAAAA2k/aSEkizcl0Ic/s1600-h/9ba863067add622a9eae470d17770117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vzs7ANMkI/AAAAAAAAA2k/aSEkizcl0Ic/s320/9ba863067add622a9eae470d17770117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446386539964478018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vzsc2mRKI/AAAAAAAAA2c/L60aoDXBcm4/s1600-h/8a97a0d5ecaa3ba9cea17b13b13b1e14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 69px; height: 92px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vzsc2mRKI/AAAAAAAAA2c/L60aoDXBcm4/s320/8a97a0d5ecaa3ba9cea17b13b13b1e14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446386531871114402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Fabulousness award goes to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5VzPjp7frI/AAAAAAAAA2U/gYBK_hdgkZQ/s1600-h/f5e1ba52ad3a8983f61132abd63ccf5b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5VzPjp7frI/AAAAAAAAA2U/gYBK_hdgkZQ/s320/f5e1ba52ad3a8983f61132abd63ccf5b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446386035480821426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5VzPTqxlGI/AAAAAAAAA2M/Mgzl8YCKnjg/s1600-h/cf97de61b3a0cc411aadcd3bc61fd7c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5VzPTqxlGI/AAAAAAAAA2M/Mgzl8YCKnjg/s320/cf97de61b3a0cc411aadcd3bc61fd7c7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446386031189398626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5VzPFWNY_I/AAAAAAAAA2E/31jpqO4ltdk/s1600-h/c34144fa0504c40914e4d2e93a877da4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5VzPFWNY_I/AAAAAAAAA2E/31jpqO4ltdk/s320/c34144fa0504c40914e4d2e93a877da4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446386027345044466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vy16dQqiI/AAAAAAAAA18/htmrUCZ__BM/s1600-h/2492a3eaf7cf5b08f4c55fb5939dc9bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vy16dQqiI/AAAAAAAAA18/htmrUCZ__BM/s320/2492a3eaf7cf5b08f4c55fb5939dc9bc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446385594925099554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vy1uHzgbI/AAAAAAAAA10/hwB_iGI7B3w/s1600-h/356dc1dab524703b35137c3e54855d92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vy1uHzgbI/AAAAAAAAA10/hwB_iGI7B3w/s320/356dc1dab524703b35137c3e54855d92.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446385591613882802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vy1HhTm_I/AAAAAAAAA1s/s5PWolisjHA/s1600-h/62e84cbbf55ffe775b036292b904e441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vy1HhTm_I/AAAAAAAAA1s/s5PWolisjHA/s320/62e84cbbf55ffe775b036292b904e441.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446385581251861490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vy0kY0haI/AAAAAAAAA1k/bzYjnJYJyfk/s1600-h/9e02128b7d6083fc4036b5b4c08bd278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vy0kY0haI/AAAAAAAAA1k/bzYjnJYJyfk/s320/9e02128b7d6083fc4036b5b4c08bd278.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446385571821028770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vy0NPxkaI/AAAAAAAAA1c/kHE5dLUEyME/s1600-h/4cb6dd40182190332ddb6737d97b1a57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5Vy0NPxkaI/AAAAAAAAA1c/kHE5dLUEyME/s320/4cb6dd40182190332ddb6737d97b1a57.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446385565609071010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I thought Sandra was so ridiculously classy with her acceptance speech...love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I thought Monique was so CLASSLESS with her remark as she won Best Supporting Actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you to the Academy for showing that this award can actually be about the performance and not the politics"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really Monique...did you HAVE to go there...borrow some class from Sandra...she is oozing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-2904831641201038694?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/2904831641201038694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=2904831641201038694&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2904831641201038694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2904831641201038694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-oscar-goes-to.html' title='And the Oscar goes to....'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5VztQX9sZI/AAAAAAAAA20/in3lB5dOlVY/s72-c/d0b6925bd59a8c811694207c5f5a6e65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-1607145058314797846</id><published>2010-03-05T12:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T13:04:55.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Laugh</title><content type='html'>Happy Friday Ya'll!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just sent this picture by my dad via email and I almost peed my pants when I saw it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured you could all use a laugh to get you through the last few hours of your Friday...and hey if that laugh needs to come at my expense then I am more than happy to oblige!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5FGERz5CPI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ngSvY2XUB8Y/s1600-h/awkward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5FGERz5CPI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ngSvY2XUB8Y/s320/awkward.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445210463782111474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy moly if that little girl down in front isn't seven kinds of awkward, I don't know what is....I mean honestly could my pants BE any higher??? And really.....why are my eyes completely closed...and lordy lordy those glasses!!! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have a great weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-1607145058314797846?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/1607145058314797846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=1607145058314797846&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1607145058314797846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1607145058314797846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-laugh.html' title='Friday Laugh'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S5FGERz5CPI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ngSvY2XUB8Y/s72-c/awkward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-2637108783586290304</id><published>2010-03-03T08:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T08:26:57.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 2 Tuesday..... on Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://benandtay.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0px" src="http://i865.photobucket.com/albums/ab218/theundomesticmomma/Blog/Top2Tuesday.png" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time to get to participate in Taylor's Lovely Top 2 Tuesday!! Just pretend that I did this on Tuesday and not Wednesday, k? I just found this lovely lady not that long ago and I just adore her!! If you are not following-you are missing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drumroll please..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Forever 21....at 24?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's right, I am 24 and I shop at Forever 21!!! I am not even ashamed. I LOVE this store. My life would not be complete without it! I bet 95% of my closet is from there! I just love all of the cute trends for the cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Marshall's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned that I am a complete cheapo? I LOVE ME A BARGAIN.  And if you find a good Marshall's(some of them are horrible) you can find some of the best designer jeans, purses, shoes, and clothes around! Plus, I really like the feeling of accomplishment I get when I do find something after all of that digging through the rack.  It makes me feel like I really deserve to buy what I find after all of that hard work! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your must stop places to shop?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-2637108783586290304?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/2637108783586290304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=2637108783586290304&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2637108783586290304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2637108783586290304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/top-2-tuesday.html' title='Top 2 Tuesday..... on Wednesday'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i865.photobucket.com/albums/ab218/theundomesticmomma/Blog/th_Top2Tuesday.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-6403016019442387241</id><published>2010-03-02T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:11:44.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the wings of...........something.</title><content type='html'>But I'm not so sure about love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you think last night fellow Bachelor lovers?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course no one was suprised when Vienna won last night.....I thought the episode made it completely obvious who won....way to not try to confuse us at all, ABC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh-Tenley is a doll.  Somebody get that girl a man STAT!!! She needs to be adored because she is so stinkin precious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Jake was pretty harsh on the boat with Tenley...hey Jake that thing that you were trying to talk about on the boat? It really was just about the sexual part of the relationship.  Just admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried the whole time that he was dumping Tenley.  Gosh she is just so sweet.  It broke my heart to see her upset. But I thought she was a class act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so unbelievably awkward at Vienna's meet with the parents. She is walking poster child for what NOT to do when you meet the parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake-way to not say ANYTHING when Vienna calls Tenley a robot.  Spineless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck is wrong with Jake's family.....at first they were smart and didn't like Vienna.  Then they all of sudden had a change of heart after she made fun of everyone including Jake? So confused.  I really think ABC paid them to say nice things about Vienna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vienna-if 25 women have a problem with you....it is not because secretly inside you are super nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought it was cruel and unusual punishment for Jake to give Vienna back her father's ring and make her think that she was getting dumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever did Vienna's hair and makeup gets a BIG Hallelujah from me! Best she has ever looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost peed my pants when they brought the guy out to sing "on the wings of love" to the "happy" couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people want to take bets on how long it will be before he pulls a "Mesnick" and wants to get back with Tenley?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-6403016019442387241?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/6403016019442387241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=6403016019442387241&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6403016019442387241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6403016019442387241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-wings-ofsomething.html' title='On the wings of...........something.'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8629205204677872753</id><published>2010-02-26T10:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T13:05:47.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PRAYER UPDATE&lt;/strong&gt;:I just got word from the hubs that the swelling went down behind Danny's eye. They have released him to bedrest and will be just keeping an eye on him.  No internal bleeding and he is in the clear.  Praise Jesus! Thank you for praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have the best bloggy friends in the world and know that I can count on ya'll to get the prayer chain going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my precious friend Danny.  Danny is on the basketball team that my husband works with. Last night at one of their games, Danny was sandwiched between two guys and hit really hard.  He suffered a concussion and is in the emergency room right now. My husband is there and was kinda vague about the details but he is having some very serious swelling behind one of his eyes. The doctors are very concerned because this could indicate some severe internal bleeding.  Please pray for his family, his fiance, and healing for the swelling and for his head.  Also please pray that my husband will have the words of peace and comfort for his family in the waiting room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for praying. And give everyone you love today a BIG hug.  Every day is precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending all of you a big hug.  You make this blogging world so very special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8629205204677872753?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8629205204677872753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8629205204677872753&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8629205204677872753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8629205204677872753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/02/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-4489585970718033227</id><published>2010-02-25T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T08:01:33.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had a money tree in the backyard........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyaotygfI/AAAAAAAAA1M/9l2uhC_TuT0/s1600-h/953580_001_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyaotygfI/AAAAAAAAA1M/9l2uhC_TuT0/s320/953580_001_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442163001655460338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyaPrEoSI/AAAAAAAAA1E/FveHabPoeiw/s1600-h/033051_049_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyaPrEoSI/AAAAAAAAA1E/FveHabPoeiw/s320/033051_049_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162994933178658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyZytcBBI/AAAAAAAAA08/qJMQJs0hQMU/s1600-h/033010_041_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyZytcBBI/AAAAAAAAA08/qJMQJs0hQMU/s320/033010_041_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162987158471698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyZvPraQI/AAAAAAAAA00/9XS8vrZaGxs/s1600-h/033009_072_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyZvPraQI/AAAAAAAAA00/9XS8vrZaGxs/s320/033009_072_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162986228345090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZySjzi6vI/AAAAAAAAA0s/SeK_Ccwnlr0/s1600-h/033009_072_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZySjzi6vI/AAAAAAAAA0s/SeK_Ccwnlr0/s320/033009_072_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162862898473714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyScqELgI/AAAAAAAAA0k/XAiuvru4Qqs/s1600-h/030023_085_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyScqELgI/AAAAAAAAA0k/XAiuvru4Qqs/s320/030023_085_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162860979662338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZySEeS3VI/AAAAAAAAA0c/DZdU0wglptQ/s1600-h/030022_008_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZySEeS3VI/AAAAAAAAA0c/DZdU0wglptQ/s320/030022_008_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162854487842130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyR_KlTLI/AAAAAAAAA0U/9aXEFlQdd9Y/s1600-h/020001_009_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyR_KlTLI/AAAAAAAAA0U/9aXEFlQdd9Y/s320/020001_009_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162853062986930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyRiFHc9I/AAAAAAAAA0M/tv9xQwe8zrM/s1600-h/013224_049_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyRiFHc9I/AAAAAAAAA0M/tv9xQwe8zrM/s320/013224_049_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162845255431122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyHhp85sI/AAAAAAAAA0E/K6rrsLYCBsQ/s1600-h/013128_046_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyHhp85sI/AAAAAAAAA0E/K6rrsLYCBsQ/s320/013128_046_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162673342801602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyHfpicHI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Sv80fUig5LU/s1600-h/013052_011_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyHfpicHI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Sv80fUig5LU/s320/013052_011_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162672804196466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyHJ6tJLI/AAAAAAAAAz0/ikub22xQ_rY/s1600-h/013021_015_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyHJ6tJLI/AAAAAAAAAz0/ikub22xQ_rY/s320/013021_015_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162666970621106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyGwQ7diI/AAAAAAAAAzs/IMgB6BdhLmk/s1600-h/013000_041_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyGwQ7diI/AAAAAAAAAzs/IMgB6BdhLmk/s320/013000_041_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162660084512290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyGj4v_xI/AAAAAAAAAzk/NFEi1-OXw2c/s1600-h/010054_069_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyGj4v_xI/AAAAAAAAAzk/NFEi1-OXw2c/s320/010054_069_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442162656761872146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........this is what I would buy. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(all photos courtesy of Anthropologie.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-4489585970718033227?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4489585970718033227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4489585970718033227&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4489585970718033227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4489585970718033227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-i-had-money-tree-in-backyard.html' title='If I had a money tree in the backyard........'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4ZyaotygfI/AAAAAAAAA1M/9l2uhC_TuT0/s72-c/953580_001_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-1549885086087005770</id><published>2010-02-23T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T12:38:40.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy spawn of Satan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QRmZd_CNI/AAAAAAAAAzc/D1X2xrwNLAA/s1600-h/jillianmichaels(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QRmZd_CNI/AAAAAAAAAzc/D1X2xrwNLAA/s320/jillianmichaels(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441493601139755218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally jumped on the bandwagon with the spawn of Satan at the steering wheel.  Yesterday I finally started day 1 of the "The Shred".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought it a couple of weeks ago and just now got around to getting weights to go with it.  So I did my normal run on the treadmill, and decided that it was as good a day as any to get my butt completely worked by Jillian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy mother- this was the hardest workout I have ever had. Now, I am not super in shape and have never been much for working out so this may not mean much to those of you who live in the gym...but seriously Jillian...she ain't messing around my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was yelling at me..I was yelling back. It. Was. Not. Pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I may have almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sore all over and am identifying muscles I didn't know existed. I don't know how in the heck she expects me to do this for the next 29 days.  Sweet lord help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you survived the 30 Day Shred? If so give me positive encouragment!! I need it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-1549885086087005770?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/1549885086087005770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=1549885086087005770&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1549885086087005770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1549885086087005770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/02/holy-spawn-of-satan.html' title='Holy spawn of Satan'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QRmZd_CNI/AAAAAAAAAzc/D1X2xrwNLAA/s72-c/jillianmichaels(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-863727076624493975</id><published>2010-02-22T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T09:15:16.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the excitment that is my life</title><content type='html'>Hope you all had a wonderful weekend!! It was absolutely GORGEOUS and Sunshiney here this past weekend!! I almost didn't even know how to dress myself...what I don't need five layers to go outside??? I only needed to put on one shirt...I forgot how easy peasy it is to dress when it is warm outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the weekend highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Hubster and I went on a rare date!! woo hoo....he is usally gone most weekends with the team and so I was ecstatic to have him all to myself.  We went to see Valentine's Day! It was too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight: Snuggling with Hubby Friday afternoon before the movie. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Sister in law came in town! Went to hubby's basketball game with her! After the game, we got some pizza and spent the night watching Curling with the hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight: Got to see the sister in law.&lt;br /&gt;Also, our apartment gym finally replaced the broken treadmill.  When I walked in on Saturday to run...it was like the heavenlies parted and were singing just for me! Did I mention that I hate running on the elliptical and that is what I have had to run on for the past two months. For some reason it makes me look and feel like a complete spazz....can I get an Amen?&lt;br /&gt; Who knew gym equipment could bring me such joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: A whole lotta nothing...which is about par for the course on Sundays.  Went to church, lazed around the rest of the day.  Finished the book I have been reading. Did some laundry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight: ummmmm........sleeping in on Sunday and having the hubby home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-863727076624493975?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/863727076624493975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=863727076624493975&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/863727076624493975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/863727076624493975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/02/excitment-that-is-my-life.html' title='the excitment that is my life'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-861627179407144183</id><published>2010-02-16T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T12:20:59.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>too much to handle</title><content type='html'>So who watched The Bachelor last night ladies?  I almost threw up in my mouth when he picked Vienna at the rose ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..let's get to the thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gia's Date:  I thought their date was the best one of the night.  So normal just walking through the beautiful town. They are supercute together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly....I almost laughed out loud when Jake was TYRING to dance to the reggae music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the hammock over the ocean..I mean talk about unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ouch that comment about how he was surprised she was actually deep...ouch Jake honest much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenley's Date:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Tenley....you know I love you and I think you are adorable...but seriously you and Jake need to talk about something else besides your ex husband.  I am starting to think you are not over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That helicopter ride was gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these two are adorbs....but something tells me he won't pick her...even though he should.  She is going to get her heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vienna's Date:  oh lord where do I start with this girl. She licked him first off......ummmmmmmm I am at a loss for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody tell me what that bizarre tattoo is on her side? Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like she is reading off of a script when she tells Jake how she "feels".  This girl is about as real as a ten dollar hair weave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but that white lingerie was the least sexy thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Jake likes Vienna because she acts like she is 12. So it makes him feel young.  He will most likely pick her and they will last two months after the show  and he will get rid of her once he gets tired of babysitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: If you knew the "second" you got in the car that you had made a mistake...why didn't you just open the car door back up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited for the Women Tell All episode!1 It is always one of my favorites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-861627179407144183?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/861627179407144183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=861627179407144183&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/861627179407144183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/861627179407144183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/02/too-much-to-handle.html' title='too much to handle'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-4583456540599340603</id><published>2010-02-15T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:49:37.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love</title><content type='html'>I hope that all of my lovely bloggy friends had a delightful Valentine's Day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could regale you with the tales of my wonderfully romantic weekend celebrating with my hubby.  But alas...I cannot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hubs was out of town this weekend with the team that he works with....so I was single and lonely for the weekend. And man o man did it suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of getting all weepy and sad on you about how I was without my better half for the weekend...I figured I could focus on happier things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I figured now is as good a time as any to tell you all the story of how the hubs proposed.  Because let's face it.....engagement stories always make me happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just to preface this story with the fact that I LOVE surprises!! I mean really love them.  So J set out to make sure that I got the most surprises out of my engagement that anyone could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had the spent the entire summer working at a church in Georgia...while I was in Oklahoma.  It was a very hard summer and I was missing him terribly! The time had finally come for him to come home from Georgia.  He had told me he would be home on a Thursday.  Monday night I went to work and as I was driving home, J called me just to talk.  So we chatted and when I pulled into the driveway, he told me he needed to get off.  Okay nothing out of the ordinary. So I walk into my house and HE IS SITTING on my couch!! I freaked out!! I was so excited!!! So that was surprise #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then he asks me if I want to go hang out at his parents house in the city. I am so ridiculously glad he is home after three long months that I am pretty sure I would have gone anywhere with him at that point and not thought anything of it.  I was so excited to be around him...I completely forgot to change...which I would later regret as I was still in my work clothes..and they were NOT CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get to his parent's house and he tells me that he has a surprise for me for my birthday which was a few weeks earlier.  We walk outside onto his parent's patio and there are dozens of Christmas lights strung everywhere..in August. I LOVE CHRISTMAS lights and I have always said that I wanted to be proposed to and have Christmas lights around.( Cue Surprise #2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the hubs then showers me with tons of great presents for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he unveils a painting that he did with the words of a saying that we always said to each other.(Cue Surprise #3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he hands me a golf ball and aks me if I recognize it.  Well at this point I am just entirely confused. After all of the great gifts, why is he handing me a golf ball???  of course I have no clue and then he reminds me of the story behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story behind the golf ball:&lt;br /&gt;The night that he asked me to be his girlfriend we were sitting in his car after a night of hanging out.  He happened to have a golf ball sitting in the console between us in the car.  He picked it up and started nervously playing with it...and he kept dropping it and it kept bouncing all over the car as he was stumbling over his words. So I remember being slightly annoyed by this dang distracting ball...so I grabbed the ball and basically told him in so many words to spit it out.  Well after that he asked me to be his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright back to the engagement story.  So this was the same golf ball that was from that night...he had kept it for two years.  So he told me about how he puts my first initial on all of his golfballs when he plays( he is a big golfer).  At this point I am going"why in the world are you telling me this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then tells me that he would like to be able to start putting an H behing the M. (H is his last name).  Then he got down on one knee and the rest is history.  I freaked out and was completely surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then his brother jumps out from the balcony with the video camera that had recorded the entire thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEW that was a very long winded version.  But hey it is hard because there were so many details that were so specific to us that make no sense if you don't the stories behind them.  So there you have it...our fairytale story of how we started our journey to become the Mr and Mrs 4 years ago!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me relive all of the gushy details!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-4583456540599340603?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4583456540599340603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4583456540599340603&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4583456540599340603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4583456540599340603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-love.html' title='For the love'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8863263585251416919</id><published>2010-02-12T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:24:51.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>who needs bread and milk?</title><content type='html'>IT IS SNOWING IN CENTRAL GEORGIA!!! So of course I had to go to the grocery store to pick up some necessities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S3XUnWE3AzI/AAAAAAAAAy0/WlqQ-Vd3brw/s1600-h/100_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S3XUnWE3AzI/AAAAAAAAAy0/WlqQ-Vd3brw/s320/100_0003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437485897525691186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S3XUnOGtc3I/AAAAAAAAAys/l4xo8W6gRwQ/s1600-h/100_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S3XUnOGtc3I/AAAAAAAAAys/l4xo8W6gRwQ/s320/100_0002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437485895385969522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;These four things I HAD to have just in case we were snowed in! Which just might be possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Jerry's Triple Caramel Chunk Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese's Peanut Butter Pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swiss Miss Marshmallow Lovers Hot Cocoa Mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Latest US Weekly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't ya'll glad I have my priorities straight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8863263585251416919?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8863263585251416919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8863263585251416919&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8863263585251416919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8863263585251416919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/02/who-needs-bread-and-milk.html' title='who needs bread and milk?'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S3XUnWE3AzI/AAAAAAAAAy0/WlqQ-Vd3brw/s72-c/100_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-4233669519226375940</id><published>2010-02-08T10:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:02:18.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma brain</title><content type='html'>Yes you read that title right...I have the dreaded early onslaught of grandma brain....where you are so incredibly forgetful and can barely remember what you ate yesterday for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All kidding aside(hopefully I did not offend anyone's grandmother).  I have the worst memory in the ENTIRE world.  I am not kidding...just ask my husband.  I can hardly remember anything.  And lots of times it is large portions of my life that I acutally enjoyed that leave my memory as well. Not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the spirit of using this blog to serve some purpose...I am going to jot down some of the fun things we did during the weekends...so that in a week...I can remember these joyous occasions.  Feel free to skip this post..as it really is just for my benefit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs and I went to the circus.  We were surrounded by lots of families that consisted of parents stressed out by their kids who were doped up on the sugar and by the amount of money they had pulled out of their wallet for a sno cone stuffed in an animal head. BUT we had a blast as we are sans child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight: Watching a lady swing from the air by her hair. Really.  &lt;br /&gt;And the adorable elephants and their cute poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Went to dinner with new friends.  Ate BBQ and talked about favorite tv shows as a kid.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight: Finding the elusive 30 Day Shred workout that I haven't been able to find anywhere.  Will begin this torture on Monday.  Also, found a (straight) boy who likes the twilight series.  It was hilarious hearing him talk about Edward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Church, then off to watch Super Bowl with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight: watched a ridiculous amount of Smallville episodes while doing laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with friends, ate great food, and watched the Saints make history! Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you are still with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-4233669519226375940?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4233669519226375940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4233669519226375940&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4233669519226375940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4233669519226375940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/02/grandma-brain.html' title='Grandma brain'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-7219213457995132068</id><published>2010-02-04T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:21:10.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loyalty</title><content type='html'>Loyalty is not something we suddenly are at the flash-moment of testing.  It's something we already were that surfaces in the test. Loyalty, therefore, means that when a sudden temptation poses a character question, if we have true conviction in that area, we do not have to consider how we'll answer it.  Loyalty means the question has already been answered.  ~ Beth Moore, Daniel Study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now I am in a Bible study and we are doing Beth Moore's study on the book of Daniel.  Now typically the Old Testament I struggle with. It is alwasy way easier for me to read the New Testament than the Old.  I am sure that is the way it is with a lot of believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you....God is absolutely rocking my socks off with the book of Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how Beth Moore puts loyalty in the statement above.  To have true conviction in the fire we have to already have our resolve made up and questions answered.  We have to know how we will choose to act before the question is ever asked of us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure most of you know the story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego and the fire.  Sure it is that typical story you are used to hearing when you are little and I have never gone too deep with it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really.....I don't know how much more they could have displayed loyalty than in this circumstance.  King Neb tells them that they must bow down or they will be thrown immediately into the furnace.  Now they are looking two feet behind King Neb and they can SEE the furnace BLAZING.  This is not just your typical campfire.  They are looking at the very flames that threaten to consume them in mere minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't hesitate.  They don't deny God.  They don't give in.  And they definitely don't have a pow wow between the three of them to figure out what they are going to say.  The know immediately that they will give their lives for the God they serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is obvious that they have made up their answer to this question well before this crucial moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were prepared to be loyal.  Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not only were they loyal to a God that they knew could bring them out of the fire.  But they were loyal even if he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If it be SO, our God whom we serve is ABLE to deliver us from the furnace of blazing fire, and he will deliver us out of you hand, O king. BUT EVEN IF HE DOES NOT, let it be known to you, O king, that we are NOT going to serve your gods or worship the golden image that you have set up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel 3:17-18(emphasis mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow incredible. The kind of faith that it takes to know that just maybe God won't act the way you hope....but that it doesn't matter the outcome.  You would risk your life for Him just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus...if I learn one thing in my life.....let this lesson stick.  That I would stop being loyal to myself.  And that my loyalty would go to the One who deserves it above all others.  The One who is able to deliver me....whether he does or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STRONGLY encourage you to pick up this Bible study....it is life changing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-7219213457995132068?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/7219213457995132068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=7219213457995132068&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7219213457995132068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7219213457995132068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/02/loyalty.html' title='Loyalty'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-5872684642462338776</id><published>2010-02-02T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T12:24:31.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh....I can't believe how long it has been since I posted! I have been neglecting this poor little blog here lately! But it is not for lack of trying...I have been trying to post some super fun weekend pictures from my trip back to our old hometown....but blogger apparently hates me and won't post any of these fun memories! And I am ashamed to admit how many times I have tried. ;)  But I will prevail, blogger. You won't get the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime...I thought we should chat about my favorite train wreck of a show......THE BACHELOR! Did you all watch?  What did you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my rundown on thoughts from the least dramatic episode ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenley:  I thought their date was just adorable......I mean Jake why even finish out this show...just marry the dang girl already!! You two are presh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that they both put the same thing on their fortune cookie was adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two-on-one awkwardness:  I think they should call this episode "Attack of the clingy sausage: Vienna Part One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch that was kinda harsh...but true.  I mean this girl is kinda getting stalkerish possessive over little Jakey-poo.  Nauseating to say the least.  I feel like I now understand why all the girls want her gone now.....this girl gets on EVERY one of my last nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gia: Way to mack down on Jakey boy. Good job-but do you guys do anything else?  I don't think she will make it past next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corrie: Finally a girl on the show with some virtue!! LOVE THIS girl!! Don't worry honey you will find somebody else.  you are too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be mad at Jake for getting rid of Corrie....but then I think about the awkward boat ride staring at each other and realize...yeah he made the right choice to send her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: It only took you 5 episodes to find your hairbrush in that suitcase of yours.  I am so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks to you there are now mothers all across San Francisco having to explain to their children why "that lady was sitting on that man that way in the park".  Seriously-straddling your man in a public park=Not cool...get a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake: I actually like you and I think you really want to find love.  But I have to say that if you pick Vienna any more...this friendship is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you guys think will fair well with the parents?  Also, I wonder what the big teaser about another drama and Jake getting his heart broken will be about?  We shall see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-5872684642462338776?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/5872684642462338776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=5872684642462338776&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5872684642462338776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5872684642462338776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/02/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8046822475377897685</id><published>2010-01-21T07:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T07:20:00.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hope</title><content type='html'>This past weekend my husband and I went to a wedding of a long time friend of his in North Atlanta.  Of course I was ecstatic about the wedding because I would probably go to a different wedding each night if I could.  There is just something so magical about weddings...watching two people choose each other for forever..sigh.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this wedding was particularly magical because the couple is just AMAZING.  They had their VERY first kiss up at the altar....so romantic. Well, God did something INCREDIBLE at this wedding and I couldn't NOT share it with ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the bride's name is Jamie and the groom's name is Jamie..too funny, right? About two years ago, Jamie(girl) went on a mission trip to Haiti and just fell in love with the people there.  She was reading a verse in the Bible where Jesus talks about the wedding and how you should also include the poor in your wedding.  She really felt like God was speaking to her about doing something incredible at her wedding to include and honor the less fortunate and she really wanted to center it around her new passion for the hearts of Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fast forward a year-Jamie and her fiance decide that they want to do an offering to raise money for the people of Haiti at their reception.  They also decide that they want to donate one meal to a child of Haiti for each person that attends their wedding. So they begin to put it into the works and even have a representative from Haiti to speak at their reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me first just say that I don't believe in coincidences.  I just don't.  And the fact that there was an earthquake in Haiti a mere few DAYS before their wedding was not a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean just thinking about the way it was all orchestrated just gives me chills. God was not surprised by this earthquake and he already knew the ways that he would provide financially for these people. He put this thought in the heart of Jamie TWO years before the earthquake even happened.  He also knew when their wedding would be and knew what a perfect time these funds would be given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you this today to offer some hope to those of you are going through things you don't understand right now-I pray that this little story of faith and hope and God's provision will calm your heart and give you hope that whatever you are going through....that God has known about it for forever and he knows JUST what you need. If you ever doubt that please know that from this story...God intervenes and does things we can't begin to understand. If you are going through a valley right now-  I hope his provision finds you and fills you with such grace and peace that you would always know how precious and loved we are as his children. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8046822475377897685?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8046822475377897685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8046822475377897685&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8046822475377897685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8046822475377897685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/01/hope.html' title='hope'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-901048500899897054</id><published>2010-01-19T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T11:08:27.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buncha Crazies</title><content type='html'>Recap of my thoughts on last night's hot mess/ The Bachelor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hey Jake- news flash- don't pick dates that require you to look like a little wussy man on tv. I mean there is nothing remotely attractive about you almost crying as you FORCE your date to jump to her death off a bridge. Pick the date and man up....or stick with someone a little less scary.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vienna-really Jake? I don't get this one...the girl is about as mature as a 5 year old.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tenley-showing your crotch and bum to the audience is NOT anyone's idea of funny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Best quote of the night: Jake as he sends home desperado(Michelle) " I think it would be better if you left, we don't really need to wait for a rose ceremony". Yes way to man up Jake!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ashleigh- have you ever actually SEEN the past season of The Bachelor? Any girl that uses all of her alone time to talk about another girl has NEVER had any luck on this show. Just some advice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ditto for you Allie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hey ABC: can you please look through your footage and show me why everyone hates Vienna....oh yeah and I am still waiting on a definiton of 'inappropriate behavior'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So does anyone even know who Jessie is??? She has definitely not been shown at all??How random of him to pick her,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elizabeth is Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde- she doesn't want him to kiss here...but she does want to share her sexual escapades in front of a live audience? Confused much?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alli-take a chill pill....he really likes you I think...you don't have to be mean to Vienna..just be yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I REALLY like Corrie- she is adorable...wish they would show more of her!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did you guys watch last night??? What do you think of this bunch of crazies?? This is a very entertaining season to watch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-901048500899897054?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/901048500899897054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=901048500899897054&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/901048500899897054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/901048500899897054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/01/buncha-crazies.html' title='Buncha Crazies'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-7269052198486655743</id><published>2010-01-13T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:33:03.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby it's cold outside</title><content type='html'>To go along with the rest of the blogosphere....I must say that it is unseasonably cold here in little ol Georgia! I am freezing my bum off and I have literally been living in my coat for the past few weeks. I love a great coat and how it can make you feel so polished no matter what you are wearing underneath......I could be wearing a trash bag or pajamas underneath and as long as I have a great coat on...no one will be any the wiser. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if this weather doesn't go away very quickly I may actually have to result to wearing trash bags since I am running out of cold weather clothing. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some beauties that I am drooling over and wish I could add to my little closet during this harsh few weeks of winter....... I give you a week in coats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425632423607762306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S0u38Wr7fYI/AAAAAAAAAuE/m9G1KxshPGo/s320/BBDj10476tanB.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I mean if this isn't the definition of an adorable little trenchcoat...then I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425632426199420034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S0u38gV1DII/AAAAAAAAAuM/nASeEDZmgsY/s320/_5924693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean honestly,the detail on this jacket is just beyond. The neck, the little pleats, the little cinching at the waist. Wish I could get away with the model's fab haircut too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425632433822367634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S0u388vR_5I/AAAAAAAAAuU/APlKpjNcF1E/s320/BHbj4030whtB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just adore white coats in the winter...never mind that they get ridiculously dirty. Doesn't this just scream...walk through a snow covered park in me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425632440325671298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S0u39U9yiYI/AAAAAAAAAuk/3PhNTEmjj3E/s320/_6009639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a leather jacket people.......OhmygoodnessIlovethismorethanwordscansay. Maybe it is not the warmest thing...but if loving this jacket is wrong...I don't want to be right.&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425633372657243842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S0u4zmK9VsI/AAAAAAAAAus/szJoJb4djiY/s320/_5926432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this looks like a dress......Just pair with cute textured tights and you don't even need to wear anything else. You can thank me later for getting you dressed in ten seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425635646085412178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S0u637WeNVI/AAAAAAAAAu8/pqjCd8B2hik/s320/prodImage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And where would this little group be without a red jacket...and it is leather to boot...pair with some skinnies and great heels...and you are ready to tackle your Saturday errands.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425632435017992034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S0u39BMVx2I/AAAAAAAAAuc/LBEjefn3Biw/s320/_5856666.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Alright...I can't even see the front of this jacket...and you know what?? IDONTCARE. It doesn't matter...this coat could be disastrous in the front and I would probably still love it...oh that back is just beautiful...perfect and dainty for Sunday at church!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I just need to win the lottery! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-7269052198486655743?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/7269052198486655743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=7269052198486655743&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7269052198486655743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7269052198486655743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby it&apos;s cold outside'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S0u38Wr7fYI/AAAAAAAAAuE/m9G1KxshPGo/s72-c/BBDj10476tanB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8437684964522969706</id><published>2010-01-02T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:39:34.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey there twenty-ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S0AbCsvkmwI/AAAAAAAAAt0/xlK1IxPSd4g/s1600-h/ist2_8770445-new-year-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422363684538456834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S0AbCsvkmwI/AAAAAAAAAt0/xlK1IxPSd4g/s320/ist2_8770445-new-year-2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well hello there love!!! I can't believe that it is already 2010! Hope everyone had a FABULOUS Christmas and a wonderful ringing of the New Year!! I am so glad to be back to regular life....I had a blast at home but had no schedule and am now getting into the swing of things! And since I am not living on a pod in space or driving a hover car in 2010....I will just post some New Years Resolutions, ok?  OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I would really like to believe that I WILL incorporate ALL of these below..but let's get real.  Who REALLY incorporates their New Year's Resolutions! Here's to hoping I can at least make 50% this year!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be committed to working out at least four days a week EVERY week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Run in a race this year..whether it be a 5K or a one miler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lose those 10 pounds I have gaine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Try not to be so sensitive when it comes to those I care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Become more involved in our new hometown.  We have lived here for a while, but I don't know where the time has gone and I really want to get more involved with our church and community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Focus on really growing in my realationship with Christ.  Continuing to get closer to Him and know more about who He is and what he desires my character to look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Become the next Giada...ok not really that great of a cook...but at least change things up so my husband doesn't expect the same meal each night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Learn to knit. I just really want to knit my own scarves.  It looks like such a therapeutic hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Try to throw things out more this year.  I am such a PACK RAT!!! I have a hard time getting rid of anything and that makes life tough living in a two bedroom apartment.  I want to cleanse my life of all the stuff more frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Be more thankful.....I have such a blessed life.  I want to try to have more persepective and be even more grateful for the small things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can learn to be and do all 10 of those things....2010 will be wonderful!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8437684964522969706?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8437684964522969706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8437684964522969706&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8437684964522969706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8437684964522969706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-there-twenty-ten.html' title='Hey there twenty-ten'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S0AbCsvkmwI/AAAAAAAAAt0/xlK1IxPSd4g/s72-c/ist2_8770445-new-year-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-2468733749656751337</id><published>2009-12-21T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:55:22.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I got nothing</title><content type='html'>First of all- THANK YOU ladies for all of your sweet comments on the last post!! You guys made me feel so normal about the situation.  And it is nice to know that even when my IRL friends are not being that great, I always have my bloggy friends to pick me up!! This is why I love blogging!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new bloggy friend Misty asked what I thought would be good ways to stay in touch if the phone is not your thing.  For me personally, I DON'T like talking on the phone that much.....but it is a necessary evil when you have distance in between you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, some things that work for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   I have a phone date every Monday with one of my besties and we eat ice cream while we talk and we don't change the date EVER(well unless we really need to).  This helps because we don't play phone tag with each other and we both know when we are talking.  Also this helps with not having any distractions..since you know you will be talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I also try to call people when I am in the car driving somewhere.  It makes it easy, you are in the car for a certain amount of time and then you get off when you arrive.  This keeps the conversation from being too long and overwhelming.  Sometimes, I get overwhelmed by feeling like I have to talk to someone for an hour for it to be meaninful.  This is not true. So, the "car" talks keep it short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Facebook, Facebook, Facebook.  Use this technology to your advantage.  It is a great way to let somebody know you love and miss them when you are busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Snail mail or email.  I personally love snail mail. So great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody have any other advice...leave it in the comments below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically not too much is going on and I really have nothing of interest to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who is ready for Christmas???? I AM, I AM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my Christmas shopping yesterday at the outlet mall.  And let me just tell you the Banana Republic outlet made me FORGET that I was shopping for other people.  I just wanted to buy for me!!!! But I resisted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-minus two days  till I go visit my hometown and see my parents.  Can you believe it has been two years since I have set foot in my hometown.  Ridic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-2468733749656751337?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/2468733749656751337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=2468733749656751337&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2468733749656751337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2468733749656751337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-got-nothing.html' title='I got nothing'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-7823840455661256912</id><published>2009-12-15T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:00:09.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sour gumdrops</title><content type='html'>WARNING: DEPRESSING POST AHEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, friends, so this post is less than happy. And I debated about even posting it, but I need to get this out. And let's face it-no one's life is perfect all the time, right? So I can't be all roses, and daisies, and gumdrops now can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be honest. My heart and soul has been sad for a while now about one certain subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am not the kind of girl who makes friends easy. I have TONS of surface level friends that I can hang out with and have a great time with. BUT, I can count on one hand the number of DEAR friends that I just have a soul connection with. You know the friends that you can completely bare your soul to and who will cry with you and hug you any time you need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I have a hard time making those kinds of friends. I am NOT good at being vulnerable.... and I kind of have a harder time letting people in. So when I do, you are usually a friend for life. As in you are not getting out of this friendship ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But moving away is not the easiest thing. Especially for the one leaving like me. Sometimes, people are not great at being on the phone. Such is the case with one of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is definitely one of those friends that you see being the "aunt" to your future kids, being 60 years old and going on a girl's vacation, and having a friendship that spans several decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the part that hurts the most dear readers. I call. She doesn't answer. She returns my call........three weeks later. We talk for two minutes....she becomes distracted, then asks if she can call me back .....and doesn't. We talk alot...when she needs a shoulder to cry on....when she doesn't....the phone doesn't ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And basically, I am hurt and emotionally exhausted from all of the effort I have to put in. And every time this happens, I get my feelings hurt. Of course, when we see each other in person, it is like nothing has changed....and I see my old friend emerge.....but it is the cliche " out of sight, out of mind".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am sick of it. Do I continue being a great friend to her and take what she gives and get walked on? Or do I take a step back and let my heart heal and focus my time elsewhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...this has been weighing on me pretty heavy. Prayers are much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I need a pick me up. For your viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415645922259954978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Syg9ReGY7SI/AAAAAAAAAts/BNUBXAkNIzU/s320/85f487d9cf14293b138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-7823840455661256912?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/7823840455661256912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=7823840455661256912&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7823840455661256912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7823840455661256912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/12/sour-gumdrops.html' title='Sour gumdrops'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Syg9ReGY7SI/AAAAAAAAAts/BNUBXAkNIzU/s72-c/85f487d9cf14293b138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8668792496290012400</id><published>2009-12-10T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:31:34.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Fart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SyET-8pSE7I/AAAAAAAAAtk/dOz0NP6hedo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413630199228142514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SyET-8pSE7I/AAAAAAAAAtk/dOz0NP6hedo/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why yes I did just include the word fart in my post title! Because dear friends, it is the only way to describe how silly and forgetful I felt a few days ago. Let me give you the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my dear friends, M, and I were discussing a few months ago for her to come and visit in December. We discussed two different weekends, but after talking I thought we had decided on the 18th as the weekend that she would come. So I put it in my planner and began the ecstatic countdown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast forward to a week ago, when I was talking to one of my best friends about coming to visit Lakeland in December. I opened up my planner and saw that the only free weekend I had was the 11th(this weekend). So we made the plans! I called some other friends from our old church and before I knew it, one of my dear friends was organizing a girl's night for a bunch of us in honor of my coming into town. Well I was very ecstatic and began the countdown for that weekend too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But WAIT...then I get a voice message from my dear friend M that she couldn't wait to see me the next weekend(which would be the 11th for those of you that are not keeping track!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOLD THE PHONE...WHAT???? &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;Panicking, I call her back....Are you sure it is this weekend? I thought you were coming next weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas, she is coming in this weekend! Of course, I feel like the WORST friend ever because not only did I get the date wrong, but it kind of looks like I was so NOT excited for her to visit that I didn't even know when she was coming!! And to top it all off, I had to call all of my Lakeland friends that I had made plans with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine how that conversation went: " I know I said I was coming and all....but JUST KIDDING......haha wasn't that a funny joke I played on you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah readers-let's just say they didn't think it was too funny!!( in all honesty they weren't mad, they were just dissapointed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Golly- royal screwup of the year- RIGHT HERE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8668792496290012400?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8668792496290012400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8668792496290012400&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8668792496290012400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8668792496290012400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/12/brain-fart.html' title='Brain Fart'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SyET-8pSE7I/AAAAAAAAAtk/dOz0NP6hedo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8728471681783126229</id><published>2009-12-06T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:30:21.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with the Howards!!</title><content type='html'>In the spirit of Christmas approaching, I promised a quick peek at our decorations for Christmas!! I personally don't think we have enough Christmas decorations...so every year I try to get more, which I am sure my husband just loves! Let me just say that we DON'T do sophisticated Christmas decorations here.  (not that there is anything wrong with that).  I am just always attracted to the cheeky, child-like part of Christmas...so that is what I buy! Here is what we have accumulated over the past three years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frist off-the OU Santa in our bathroom.  His list says that we want the best football team in the land.  Maybe next year, Santa, maybe next year.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw5jjDPWCI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Kwszx44ecXk/s1600-h/100_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412264135059527714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw5jjDPWCI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Kwszx44ecXk/s320/100_0034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs decided he wanted in on the nutcracker fun.  Here is the start of my collection....I love them so much!!! Must get more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw5je6fxXI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Os7Ph03mXAA/s1600-h/100_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412264133949113714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw5je6fxXI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Os7Ph03mXAA/s320/100_0033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little nativity set.  We get a new piece each year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw5jLNwhII/AAAAAAAAAtM/wjo_gA6Mip4/s1600-h/100_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412264128661193858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw5jLNwhII/AAAAAAAAAtM/wjo_gA6Mip4/s320/100_0032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The is a little reindeer training center that my grandmother painted. I love it!! It cracks me up that little reindeer up on top learning to fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw5OQ2uKGI/AAAAAAAAAtE/nJpOCtrOGfA/s1600-h/100_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412263769397930082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw5OQ2uKGI/AAAAAAAAAtE/nJpOCtrOGfA/s320/100_0031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY like reindeer too!! And this one is covered in glitter! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw5OGR-HJI/AAAAAAAAAs8/0iVxXLl-Tcc/s1600-h/100_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412263766559431826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw5OGR-HJI/AAAAAAAAAs8/0iVxXLl-Tcc/s320/100_0030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reindeer plate that is now filled with candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw48ynx36I/AAAAAAAAAs0/WwxBT_5OkdM/s1600-h/100_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412263469224419234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw48ynx36I/AAAAAAAAAs0/WwxBT_5OkdM/s320/100_0029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto the ornaments.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favs..this really glittery and beautiful snowflake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw48pQ3xyI/AAAAAAAAAss/hLxjTECcUPU/s1600-h/100_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412263466712418082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw48pQ3xyI/AAAAAAAAAss/hLxjTECcUPU/s320/100_0028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got this one this year..the Lord's prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw48GPF-zI/AAAAAAAAAsk/lAB4MHZAU2E/s1600-h/100_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412263457309719346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw48GPF-zI/AAAAAAAAAsk/lAB4MHZAU2E/s320/100_0027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav childhood ornament..the nutcracker...love this ballet and ornament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw47id8qjI/AAAAAAAAAsc/ZRxL2aicTTY/s1600-h/100_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412263447708346930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw47id8qjI/AAAAAAAAAsc/ZRxL2aicTTY/s320/100_0026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gingerbread couple from our first Christmas married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw4TxAO4zI/AAAAAAAAAsU/_4YI76YhA5Q/s1600-h/100_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412262764415476530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw4TxAO4zI/AAAAAAAAAsU/_4YI76YhA5Q/s320/100_0025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pottery Barn frame ornament.  We got this last year..I need to put a pic of us in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw4TUtGnUI/AAAAAAAAAsM/5Bv7raRHymg/s1600-h/100_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412262756819049794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw4TUtGnUI/AAAAAAAAAsM/5Bv7raRHymg/s320/100_0024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Just married ornament...this is adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw4TBgTfhI/AAAAAAAAAsE/J2o78xk-xik/s1600-h/100_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412262751665094162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw4TBgTfhI/AAAAAAAAAsE/J2o78xk-xik/s320/100_0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dining room table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw3nuv16AI/AAAAAAAAAr0/UVBECdjPqJg/s1600-h/100_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412262007895615490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw3nuv16AI/AAAAAAAAAr0/UVBECdjPqJg/s320/100_0021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our mantle with our stockings......which reminds me I need to finish making Jonathan's personalized stocking this year so we can get rid of the generic stocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw3nAr-C9I/AAAAAAAAArs/LLMUNSNw3NY/s1600-h/100_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412261995531340754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw3nAr-C9I/AAAAAAAAArs/LLMUNSNw3NY/s320/100_0020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tree skirt....needs more presents on there...that is just sad I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw3m6sEZyI/AAAAAAAAArk/mufEYyv4_GY/s1600-h/100_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412261993921144610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw3m6sEZyI/AAAAAAAAArk/mufEYyv4_GY/s320/100_0019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And for the finale......our Charlie Brown Christmas tree....complete with colored lights!! YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw3mUExm8I/AAAAAAAAArc/bgwGyTeKA4Y/s1600-h/100_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412261983555787714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw3mUExm8I/AAAAAAAAArc/bgwGyTeKA4Y/s320/100_0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that about does it!!! Nothing too crazy....I want to be that house someday that completely tranforms at Christmas time..but I have a ways to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8728471681783126229?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8728471681783126229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8728471681783126229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8728471681783126229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8728471681783126229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-with-howards.html' title='Christmas with the Howards!!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sxw5jjDPWCI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Kwszx44ecXk/s72-c/100_0034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-4677066667155389294</id><published>2009-12-01T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:18:37.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>See ya Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had a great Thanksgiving holiDAY and let me just emphasize the day part of it. I had to work on Wednesday and Friday, so I was only at the in-laws for a day. But we had oh so much fun thought like we usually do. Every year we have an annual Howard touch football game that we play. It is always so much fun and it makes me feel like maybe I don't have to feel guilty for the 3200 calories I just consumed in one meal. We make shirts for each year and it is just great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our bad to the bone team pic is below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410424415195555378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SxWwVwfU5jI/AAAAAAAAArU/YxVmuV8uysM/s320/football.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also always exchange Christmas gifts since we won't see the in laws at Christmas. And this is the BEST part of Thanksgiving. There are about 16 of us crammed into Nana's tee-niny living room and we clap and yell through the entire opening of the presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do the presents one by one and do a slow clap as the person is struggling to open the present. As soon as they get the wrapping off and the present is revealed, everyone in the room fist pumps both hands in the air and screams like they were just told they won the lottery. readers....IT. IS. THE. BEST. AND. MOST. HYSTERCIAL. THINGEVER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't believe me? See this picture below.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410424414544406050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SxWwVuEFJiI/AAAAAAAAArM/Mni0YTqlVys/s320/picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were yelling and chanting "Put in on, Put it on" about the jersey my BIL got from us!!! It is seriously the most energetic Christmas you will ever see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, I failed at taking pictures.  FAILED.  As in my camera wasn't even charged up so I got not one picture.  The above two were stolen off of Facebook. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was, however, a crazy person and ever so determined to get that bargain, I headed off at 2:45 in the morning on Black Friday in search of it.  But unlike the rest of America, I had to be at work at 6 that morning as well.  Ha! Work won't slow me down! This woman WILL shop!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kinda sad to see Thanksgiving go but also glad that I can start celebrating Christmas.  I mean honestly who's idea was it to make Thanksgiving so close to Christmas? T-giving always gets the shaft!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't wait to show you all the pics of our Christmas deocorations! So stay tuned for that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-4677066667155389294?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4677066667155389294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4677066667155389294&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4677066667155389294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4677066667155389294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/12/see-ya-thanksgiving.html' title='See ya Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SxWwVwfU5jI/AAAAAAAAArU/YxVmuV8uysM/s72-c/football.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-6764313434665556355</id><published>2009-11-23T07:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T08:01:57.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is in shambles</title><content type='html'>There is a gigantic pile of dry clothes sitting in my dryer as I type this and promising to be completely wrinkled and in need of being washed again by the time I take them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a huge pot of chili remains sitting with warm water in our sink from last night's dinner. Gross I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bathtub that really needs to be cleaned but I didn't get around to it this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two dessert recipes that I printed out and wanted to try making on Sunday that I somehow didn't even manage to make it to the grocery store to buy the ingredients for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kitchen table looks like a gift wrapping station threw up on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have people that I should have called this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL have two people to buy Christmas gifts for before the hubby's early Christmas extravaganze on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LORD. MY LIFE IS IN SHAMBLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why I am sure you are asking. Because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407279321860148338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SwqD5OzKDHI/AAAAAAAAArE/IHkrbOmu5_Q/s320/twilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held off from this craze for as long as I could. I already have enough addictions in my life and I really didn't want to add anymore. &lt;em&gt;Hello reality tv and junk food.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on Saturday morning I was at Walmart and saw the first book on sale for 5.97. So I thought, heck that seems like a bargain. Let's see what all the fuss is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I saw, readers, boy did I see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down and began to read around 3 as the hubby was writing a paper. I thought I would read for a few hours and then do some of the chores around the house. WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still reading when hubby went to practice at 8. I came up for air only to eat dinner, move my laundry to the dryer, and hang out with the hubby for 30 minutes before he left for practice. When I was still reading when hubby came home from practice, I knew I was in too deep and that I would probably have all of the books read by the time next weekend arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have hubby offering to watch the first movie with me. Which is delightful because of course I NEED to see this book come to life on the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he was scared though when he walked in to find me holding the book dangerously close to my face, flipping the pages as fast as my hands could turn, with that wide-eyed, lost-to-the-world look on my face. And I may have been drooling when he walked in. I can't be sure, it was all a blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So readers-I have fallen prey to the book and been biten(haha come on, I couldn't resist that one) by the Twilight bug. I just hope I still remember to eat and shower this week. It is all I can think about. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-6764313434665556355?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/6764313434665556355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=6764313434665556355&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6764313434665556355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6764313434665556355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-life-is-in-shambles.html' title='My life is in shambles'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SwqD5OzKDHI/AAAAAAAAArE/IHkrbOmu5_Q/s72-c/twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-395747913578407743</id><published>2009-11-20T06:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T12:15:45.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry I have not been blogging more regularly...we are having some internet issues at our house which does make the blogging scarce. For some reason we are not getting very good reception to the internet right now. Imagine that. You can't &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;borrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; someone else's internet anymore like you used to in the old days! ;) Am blogging at work right now.....shhhhhh I know that is so bad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little sister in law is coming to visit this weekend to stay with us! Very exciting. I will post pics from the weekend and the Mercer Bears have a big game on Saturday against FSU!!! Go BEARS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a very random side note... I am kinda in love with Vera Wang's jewelry collection at Khol's right now. I just received a $10 off coupon and I'm thinking about going back to buy one of these necklaces!! I literally can't stop thinking about them. So that is my rule for convincing myself to buy things I really don't need. If I can't stop thinking about it after a week I will go back and buy it up! This takes away some of my impulse buying. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please note that I said some and not all. I am not a saint here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406234983295897218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SwbOEuekToI/AAAAAAAAAqs/1GCNAPqBKWU/s320/511340.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406235081889366594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SwbOKdxFQkI/AAAAAAAAAq0/DxQGbfr9rsc/s320/511341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406235230115674434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SwbOTF8_OUI/AAAAAAAAAq8/VjWB-Pbh5V4/s320/562040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any of you ladies feel guilty about buying stuff for yourself during Christmas time when you are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;supposed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to be shopping for others?&lt;br /&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/6241739693103323879-395747913578407743?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/395747913578407743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=395747913578407743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/395747913578407743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/395747913578407743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/11/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SwbOEuekToI/AAAAAAAAAqs/1GCNAPqBKWU/s72-c/511340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-1339051956855295652</id><published>2009-11-14T18:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:29:40.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the post with no theme</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;we are house sitting this weekend for Jonathan's boss......and they have a whirlpool tub......I know what I will be doing tonight!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;the above bullet sounds creepy...they are more family friends than co-workers...so that tub thing is less creepy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We only have 3 more people left on my hubby's side of the family to buy Christmas gifts for.....we are on the ball!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have had to keep a secret about a Christmas gift since August.......I am bursting and can't wait till its not a secret anymore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have NO IDEA what to get my husband for Christmas...this happens every year and completely stresses me out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I almost had a heartattack over a pair of shoes today in DSW.....seriously I was so excited that I was talking out loud about how much I love them and didn't realize until a lady looked at me funny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to see the movie THE BOX last night.....hubby and I thought it looked interesting.....WRONG...it was terrible...we were very angry after we left......I tried to get hubby to leave in the middle because it was that bad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to get back on the running band wagon....I have been a slacker and have also been eating a ton.....why do I always end up being pudgy during the winter?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My life is being taken over by basketball now that hubby is the team chaplain...we are in full fledge season mode now. Our dinner talks usually include  some sort of basketball lingo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You should see my face full of confusion during these talks. Hubby has to define a lot of "terms" lately.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am missing Lakeland a lot right now. Can't wait for Macon to feel fully like home. Moving is hard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That was a lot of incomplete sentences above.  I promise I took&lt;br /&gt;English.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My bestie is moving to California in January. I am so proud of her for taking such a big leap and moving out there by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am even more proud that she picked such a great place to move to so I can visit!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is November 14th too early to put up Christmas decorations?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought these shoes today for 15 dollars.....Love them.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404104207915732130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sv88JRoCzKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/RlOBs7QE5aY/s320/IACE0178EBLK_M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Happy Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-1339051956855295652?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/1339051956855295652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=1339051956855295652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1339051956855295652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1339051956855295652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-with-no-theme.html' title='the post with no theme'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sv88JRoCzKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/RlOBs7QE5aY/s72-c/IACE0178EBLK_M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-1958873629565149927</id><published>2009-11-10T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:14:00.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BLEH.</title><content type='html'>Had to fire sombody yesterday. It was my first time in my career to have to actually let someone go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was literally one of the worst feelings in the world. I could barely look into his eyes while I was doing it. He was completely deflated. I just kept thinking about how I was taking away his livelihood and how in the economy, it will be such a struggle for him to find another job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible. And right before Christmas. Gaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did have plenty of opportunities to correct the situation before he was fired. But that doesn't really make me feel better. I wish he would have tried harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had to spend the majority of the morning in the pouring rain fixing something. I was soaked and miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Freakin Tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-1958873629565149927?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/1958873629565149927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=1958873629565149927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1958873629565149927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1958873629565149927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/11/bleh.html' title='BLEH.'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-261661765977682546</id><published>2009-11-04T07:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:50:27.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>all I want for Christmas is walmart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;So I went online the other day after reading the so cute Just Dandy to find the below boots that she mentioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400226281978367554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SvF1MRwMjkI/AAAAAAAAAqM/I1Vuxyr99TA/s320/0068113132298_150X150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Beautiful right? Now guess where she found these at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Walmart.com!!! They are 20 dollars and 1 dollar shipping. So for a whopping 21 dollars you can be walking around in these glorious boots!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;So I went online and decided to do a little looking and holy moly this is NOT the wal-mart I grew up with.  Check out some of the stuff they have.  ADORBS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;Disclaimer: Now I haven't seen any of this stuff in person, so it could b e a total train wreck IRL, but for only 1 dollar shipping, try it out and if you hate it, then I bet you can take it back to a Wal-mart store!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SvF1MnryBRI/AAAAAAAAAqc/tZvXJNwxTxM/s1600-h/0082499880997_215X215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400226287865431314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SvF1MnryBRI/AAAAAAAAAqc/tZvXJNwxTxM/s320/0082499880997_215X215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This grey shift dress is super cute and would look cute with black tights and boots and a cute pop of color, maybe a cardigan or a statement necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SvF1MbalCwI/AAAAAAAAAqU/BQeY_sLlVV8/s1600-h/0074641713016_150X150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400226284572052226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SvF1MbalCwI/AAAAAAAAAqU/BQeY_sLlVV8/s320/0074641713016_150X150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOVE These suede little booties!! Now these are perfect because they are 25 dollars and you know this trend won't last forever.  I have been wanting a pair of booties but am NOT loving the price tag for such a trendy item.  Problem solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SvF1MFwVbbI/AAAAAAAAAqE/uXY57V1E5i8/s1600-h/0009506879065_215X215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400226278757723570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SvF1MFwVbbI/AAAAAAAAAqE/uXY57V1E5i8/s320/0009506879065_215X215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coat is fabulous!! Only 40 dollars!! Love the funnel neckline and I LOVE white coats during winter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Way to completely kill it Wal-mart.  I will let you ladies know if I end up buying any of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-261661765977682546?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/261661765977682546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=261661765977682546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/261661765977682546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/261661765977682546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-walmart.html' title='all I want for Christmas is walmart.'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SvF1MRwMjkI/AAAAAAAAAqM/I1Vuxyr99TA/s72-c/0068113132298_150X150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8917848239881469353</id><published>2009-11-02T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:27:20.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovered Treasures</title><content type='html'>Well I have to say I have missed the bloggy world for the past two weeks. I had to travel for work to Dallas to attend a conference. I have quite a few friends still in Dallas, so I went down the weekend before to stay with my dear "sister". We had quite a blast and did everything under the sun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conference was really long and made me wish I worked in an industry that wasn't so male dominated. By the end of it I was so DONE with hanging around with the guys and just wanted to have a girly conversation. I did get to see my best friend from high school one night which helped!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the plane I read this:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399676337210819362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Su-BBR2IgyI/AAAAAAAAAp0/8olTla1KzG4/s320/same-kind-of-different.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ummmm...I don't want to ruin it, but let's just say that your life won't be complete until you read this ( you think I am exaggerating but oh no-I'm not). It is seriously one of the most honest, beautiful, meaningful, heart-wrenching stories I have read in a long time. Well worth your 10 dollars on Amazon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, while in Dallas, I went to a concert and found a new artist that I am obsessed with. I love when that happens, when the opening act is almost as good as the headliner and you get to find a new artist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I give you Caitlin Crosby:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399679245706599058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Su-Dqk1kGpI/AAAAAAAAAp8/M8YS9i0rua8/s320/caitlin.jpg" /&gt;She kind of has a different sound. Very soulful meets rocker and her voice is very unique. She may not be for everyone, but check her out and see if you like her style!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm off to watch One Tree Hill!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8917848239881469353?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8917848239881469353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8917848239881469353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8917848239881469353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8917848239881469353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/11/discovered-treasures.html' title='Discovered Treasures'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Su-BBR2IgyI/AAAAAAAAAp0/8olTla1KzG4/s72-c/same-kind-of-different.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-7214135331164325203</id><published>2009-10-22T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:00:03.712-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The one where I get busted</title><content type='html'>Remember the post where I talked about giving up reality tv???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is the conversation I had yesterday with the hubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubs: &lt;em&gt;Walks in the room and stares at tv&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; before I could change the channel-   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aren't you supposed to be watching less reality tv??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;looks up from watching the same RHATL for the 50th time- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes, I have given up a lot of shows!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hubs:  Really? What shows have you given up? Because you are still watching Real Housewives, The Hills, The City, the one about the flipper, Rachel Zoe, the one with those annoying real estate guys, so what have you given up?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;long silence............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't watch Real Chance of Love anymore! (Hah...me thinking I got him.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hubs: I JUST saw you watching that last night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Crap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi, bloggy world, my name is Mandie and I am a reality addict. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-7214135331164325203?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/7214135331164325203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=7214135331164325203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7214135331164325203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7214135331164325203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-where-i-get-busted.html' title='The one where I get busted'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-4082877324714884595</id><published>2009-10-21T10:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:03:09.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs the mall...when you have online Target??</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I need to get to Target immediately. I have been browsing the online site at Target and there is some seriously great things that need to find their new home in my closet. See I am really not big on designer anything..GASP I know! All of you just fell over and almost had a heart attack when I said that. Now don't get me wrong, it is all very pretty to look at and dream about, but MY reality unfortunately doesn't include spending hundreds of dollars to only get one piece. So there you haven't..... have NEVER bought designer and don't plan on it. I will stick with my Target and as long as they keep putting out the goods...it looks like I will be okay! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pretty little flats are only 12 dollars people!! Seriously...so cute to add a little extra to a simple outfit.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/St8hLI93QTI/AAAAAAAAAps/RhEb0uhGAss/s1600-h/413mZbQt9mL._AA260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395067353882378546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/St8hLI93QTI/AAAAAAAAAps/RhEb0uhGAss/s320/413mZbQt9mL._AA260_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;These boots are so cute...seriously...I DIE! Cannot believe they are Target. So pretty!! 30 dollars.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/St8hK0OllOI/AAAAAAAAApk/X8P5eVZBEwQ/s1600-h/41YZyUzlkOL._AA260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395067348315378914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/St8hK0OllOI/AAAAAAAAApk/X8P5eVZBEwQ/s320/41YZyUzlkOL._AA260_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this dress...such a great staple for winter....you can acessorize to your hearts content!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/St8hKZKiO5I/AAAAAAAAApc/Oc3mxecEMfM/s1600-h/41PoLzegNRL._AA260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395067341050624914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/St8hKZKiO5I/AAAAAAAAApc/Oc3mxecEMfM/s320/41PoLzegNRL._AA260_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the silhouette of this.....and the pretty little bell sleeves.  Good job Target!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/St8hKHsEA8I/AAAAAAAAApU/X8xS60GqduY/s1600-h/31W95tczahL._AA260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395067336359412674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/St8hKHsEA8I/AAAAAAAAApU/X8xS60GqduY/s320/31W95tczahL._AA260_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you are wondering, I could get all of this for less than 100 dollars.  Take that designer prices!!&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/6241739693103323879-4082877324714884595?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4082877324714884595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4082877324714884595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4082877324714884595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4082877324714884595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-needs-mallwhen-you-have-online.html' title='Who needs the mall...when you have online Target??'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/St8hLI93QTI/AAAAAAAAAps/RhEb0uhGAss/s72-c/413mZbQt9mL._AA260_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-3647888977474010176</id><published>2009-10-16T13:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:08:18.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yell it with me now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/StioaX7xg7I/AAAAAAAAApM/Q5Nu6KO8T8g/s1600-h/boomer_sooner.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393245724830958514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/StioaX7xg7I/AAAAAAAAApM/Q5Nu6KO8T8g/s320/boomer_sooner.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please Lord let us win!!!&lt;/span&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/6241739693103323879-3647888977474010176?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/3647888977474010176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=3647888977474010176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3647888977474010176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3647888977474010176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/10/yell-it-with-me-now.html' title='Yell it with me now'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/StioaX7xg7I/AAAAAAAAApM/Q5Nu6KO8T8g/s72-c/boomer_sooner.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8112679570164690215</id><published>2009-10-14T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:00:00.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm thinking there may be an opening in the design department of F21</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/StS3xpU7jUI/AAAAAAAAApE/2s8xPZ5QR-Y/s1600-h/64340953-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392136717404441922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/StS3xpU7jUI/AAAAAAAAApE/2s8xPZ5QR-Y/s320/64340953-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I never thought I could have a career in fashion design...until i saw &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Obviously, I have a chance if the person who created this was ever employed! I keep seeing this in the Sale section on Forever 21 online.  It is now on sale for the low, low price of 6.99.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forever 21, here is the best deal you are ever going to get......Pay me 6.99 and maybe I will let you send me this dress....maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8112679570164690215?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8112679570164690215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8112679570164690215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8112679570164690215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8112679570164690215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-thinking-there-may-be-opening-in.html' title='I&apos;m thinking there may be an opening in the design department of F21'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/StS3xpU7jUI/AAAAAAAAApE/2s8xPZ5QR-Y/s72-c/64340953-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-6972194318867619903</id><published>2009-10-13T12:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:51:09.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the other day while driving to work, I heard the very beginning of the early morning show on the radio.  Not ok.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need a giant turkey leg from the fair and a pumpkin straight from the patch soon or I may get cranky( subtle hint husband)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Team Lauren all the way: still can't figure out how Kristin isn't embarassed about taking Lauren's reality show reject.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am &lt;em&gt;actually scared&lt;/em&gt; to buy myself a bag of candy corn this year, starting to believe that crack is an essential ingredient in the stuff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have not gotten my flu shot and not planning on it: sick day + sleeping all day + watching insane amounts of tv= something I DO NOT want to avoid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my husband, for the first time in our two plus years of being married, hogged the bed last night.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; i finally got to see what his life is like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;am finally giving in to the twilight craze and see what the fuss is all about.  Willing to bet my left arm, I will be having dreams about Edward about 2 pages in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hoping OU kicks some Longhorn booty this weekend!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-6972194318867619903?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/6972194318867619903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=6972194318867619903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6972194318867619903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6972194318867619903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/10/tuesdays-thoughts.html' title='Tuesday&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-2193593202999398718</id><published>2009-10-12T06:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:46:10.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please pray</title><content type='html'>On my morning show this morning they were doing a piece on a terribly tragic story about a 66-year-old pizza man who delivers pizza because he loves to meet new people and bring a smile to someone's face.  Well he was delivering a pizza on a Saturday night and was savagely beaten by aluminum bats by four teenagers who thought this would be a fun way to spend their Saturday night. They took the 20 dollars this man had on him. Fred remains in critical condition and is suffering from brain trauma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has seriously laid this family on my heart.  PLEASE PRAY for Fred and his wife and also their three grandchildren they are raising.  I cannot imagine what they must be going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, please pray for these boys who did this that they would repent and come to know the love of Jesus. And their families, I can't imagine how hard it would be to find out your sons were capable of committing such a heinous act.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-2193593202999398718?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/2193593202999398718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=2193593202999398718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2193593202999398718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2193593202999398718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/10/please-pray.html' title='Please pray'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-4683985614589865624</id><published>2009-10-07T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T18:09:02.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLLA!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Goodness bloggers!!! I have to say that there is NOTHING better than an entire girl's weekend! Laughing and having a blast!! It seriously was so good for my soul to just get away with some of the girls I love most.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;The night started out and we were laughing so hard that this first picture was a big time FAIL....but I actually love it!! Someone must have said something funny and Erin couldn't handle it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0LOHtGAjI/AAAAAAAAAo8/EmxSd0DtSuk/s1600-h/100_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389976666246611506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0LOHtGAjI/AAAAAAAAAo8/EmxSd0DtSuk/s320/100_0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And YES we do weird things to each other all the time...our relationship with each other is awkward!!! And this picture captures it perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0LNmWM_gI/AAAAAAAAAo0/qGmsxg_DNKY/s1600-h/100_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389976657292230146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0LNmWM_gI/AAAAAAAAAo0/qGmsxg_DNKY/s320/100_0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my bestie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0LNDtw6XI/AAAAAAAAAos/jfsCyGavSQU/s1600-h/100_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0LMYROgqI/AAAAAAAAAok/kxxWd1-alsU/s1600-h/100_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389976636333392546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0LMYROgqI/AAAAAAAAAok/kxxWd1-alsU/s320/100_0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get a group pic in the car!!! We couldn't find one we liked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KwCz-YbI/AAAAAAAAAoc/6JQaKfnmuno/s1600-h/100_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389976149537218994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KwCz-YbI/AAAAAAAAAoc/6JQaKfnmuno/s320/100_0006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0Kvo8wJQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/B3RwbS8gKRc/s1600-h/100_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389976142594712834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0Kvo8wJQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/B3RwbS8gKRc/s320/100_0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0Kuy_bQBI/AAAAAAAAAoM/XuJz6XcTeWc/s1600-h/100_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389976128110411794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0Kuy_bQBI/AAAAAAAAAoM/XuJz6XcTeWc/s320/100_0008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least we are all ACTUALLY in this one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0Kuek42EI/AAAAAAAAAoE/T-mM68ARes4/s1600-h/100_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389976122630395970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0Kuek42EI/AAAAAAAAAoE/T-mM68ARes4/s320/100_0009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomie forever!!! LOVE HER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KtvUUZ2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/IC2JOAyE6d0/s1600-h/100_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389976109944432482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KtvUUZ2I/AAAAAAAAAn8/IC2JOAyE6d0/s320/100_0010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And feel free to skip the next series of pictures!!! This what happens when you get best friends together who haven't been around each other for a year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KKjsD17I/AAAAAAAAAn0/dq4zgifLenY/s1600-h/100_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389975505527363506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KKjsD17I/AAAAAAAAAn0/dq4zgifLenY/s320/100_0012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KKPChnBI/AAAAAAAAAns/wa_oLrg6-nw/s1600-h/100_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389975499984444434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KKPChnBI/AAAAAAAAAns/wa_oLrg6-nw/s320/100_0013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KJQda7rI/AAAAAAAAAnk/bGBNofJ8oYE/s1600-h/100_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389975483185819314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KJQda7rI/AAAAAAAAAnk/bGBNofJ8oYE/s320/100_0014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KI8mC0cI/AAAAAAAAAnc/ZMa_5vNtBUs/s1600-h/100_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389975477853278658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KI8mC0cI/AAAAAAAAAnc/ZMa_5vNtBUs/s320/100_0016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KIHmNEOI/AAAAAAAAAnU/XB9cjt1ac7w/s1600-h/100_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389975463626871010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0KIHmNEOI/AAAAAAAAAnU/XB9cjt1ac7w/s320/100_0017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted full length shots!! What doesn't everyone love a mirro picture!!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0Jblyx2oI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Kb2GFvXjGaY/s1600-h/100_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974698638563970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0Jblyx2oI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Kb2GFvXjGaY/s320/100_0019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0JbECPeAI/AAAAAAAAAnE/IeRVhP2ct-s/s1600-h/100_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974689576613890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0JbECPeAI/AAAAAAAAAnE/IeRVhP2ct-s/s320/100_0020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0Jac7_pVI/AAAAAAAAAm8/iUll8eenf4A/s1600-h/100_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974679081428306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0Jac7_pVI/AAAAAAAAAm8/iUll8eenf4A/s320/100_0021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally Alison't roommate got home so we could stop taking pictures by ourselves!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaww...I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0JZsSiokI/AAAAAAAAAm0/wuTpI6uL9WQ/s1600-h/100_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974666022658626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0JZsSiokI/AAAAAAAAAm0/wuTpI6uL9WQ/s320/100_0022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0JYydCOpI/AAAAAAAAAms/xcsG2D1st6c/s1600-h/100_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974650497415826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0JYydCOpI/AAAAAAAAAms/xcsG2D1st6c/s320/100_0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0IiduSgnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Pm3fcK2fBq8/s1600-h/100_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389973717219705458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0IiduSgnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Pm3fcK2fBq8/s320/100_0024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and back to the self-portraits!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0Ih1WpkXI/AAAAAAAAAmc/AB89hSuKoN8/s1600-h/100_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389973706383135090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0Ih1WpkXI/AAAAAAAAAmc/AB89hSuKoN8/s320/100_0026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caught off guard!!! Just keeping it real here at Red High Heels! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0IhCcNcmI/AAAAAAAAAmU/UWfC5lncrSs/s1600-h/100_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389973692716249698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0IhCcNcmI/AAAAAAAAAmU/UWfC5lncrSs/s320/100_0027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason she kept doing this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0IgSDUlvI/AAAAAAAAAmM/xf8ctOl5rQo/s1600-h/100_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389973679726958322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0IgSDUlvI/AAAAAAAAAmM/xf8ctOl5rQo/s320/100_0028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because serious pictures are BORING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday we went to walk around the OU campus!!! GOSH I LOVE OU!!!!!!! And this campus makes my heart happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0HNPw2BtI/AAAAAAAAAl8/X-iHwzucDXw/s1600-h/100_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389972253183444690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0HNPw2BtI/AAAAAAAAAl8/X-iHwzucDXw/s320/100_0030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOMER SOONER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0HMfZ0FdI/AAAAAAAAAl0/J_PP4y3dFhg/s1600-h/100_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389972240201946578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0HMfZ0FdI/AAAAAAAAAl0/J_PP4y3dFhg/s320/100_0031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ajalhjdkghalgjdkajldjafdlajdfda!!!! I love you R-DIZZ!!!( and not those are not typos...just excitment!)&lt;br /&gt; WE met up with Arian to do a little shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0HKpewbtI/AAAAAAAAAlk/i-_qeA4NjNA/s1600-h/100_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389972208547294930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0HKpewbtI/AAAAAAAAAlk/i-_qeA4NjNA/s320/100_0033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the night watching OU play at a Louie's on Campus Corner!!! A blast to scream and yell with people who "get" OU!!!  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we won't talk about how we didn't play so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0HJyTwlWI/AAAAAAAAAlc/wks97D1HQ0E/s1600-h/100_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389972193737217378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0HJyTwlWI/AAAAAAAAAlc/wks97D1HQ0E/s320/100_0034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GIRLS, seriously, thank all three of you for being so amazing.  I always feel more like myself when I am around you guys!! I can't explain how much fun I had and how beautiful and wonderful and hilarious and special you are all to me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-4683985614589865624?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4683985614589865624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4683985614589865624&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4683985614589865624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4683985614589865624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/10/holla.html' title='HOLLA!!!!!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Ss0LOHtGAjI/AAAAAAAAAo8/EmxSd0DtSuk/s72-c/100_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8468032982651645926</id><published>2009-10-01T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T23:00:00.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsTgt1faNkI/AAAAAAAAAlU/xyJp11xVCr4/s1600-h/airplane-13368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387678132299511362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsTgt1faNkI/AAAAAAAAAlU/xyJp11xVCr4/s320/airplane-13368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am off to the great state of OKLAHOMA to visit my two very best friends in the whole world.  I haven't seen them in almost a year(ridiculou, yes) and I am beyond EXCITED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking my camera, so expect a fun filled post on Monday!! Hope you all have a great weekend!!!!&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/6241739693103323879-8468032982651645926?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8468032982651645926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8468032982651645926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8468032982651645926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8468032982651645926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/10/leaving.html' title='Leaving....'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsTgt1faNkI/AAAAAAAAAlU/xyJp11xVCr4/s72-c/airplane-13368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-409061821359745950</id><published>2009-09-30T07:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:19:16.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Detox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsM-fgguDkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/X0hhg1GLyk0/s1600-h/help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387218290289282626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 93px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsM-fgguDkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/X0hhg1GLyk0/s320/help.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Alright bloggy friends.... I need your help. I promised my husband the other day that I would try to watch less "trashy" reality shows and watch something else. My husband keeps mumbling about how I am too old to be watching half of the stuff I watch on tv and that he wishes I would watch actual shows like an adult. SOOOOO i am going to TRY(key word being try here) to watch some non-reality shows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is where you come in....I have been living in my reality bubble for so long now that I have no idea where to start?!!! So &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;help a sister out and save my marriage by leaving a comment with some of your must-watch favorite shows this season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS. This detox will not include The Hills or The City or The Bachelorette or Real Housewives...just all the other less important shows! ;) Don't tell hubby.&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/6241739693103323879-409061821359745950?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/409061821359745950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=409061821359745950&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/409061821359745950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/409061821359745950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/09/reality-detox.html' title='Reality Detox'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsM-fgguDkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/X0hhg1GLyk0/s72-c/help.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8388277383895315442</id><published>2009-09-28T17:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T17:45:38.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did......</title><content type='html'>This past weekend my sweet parents came in town for a visit and did we have fun!!! I took Friday off and made it a 3 day weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing Friday morning, we went to the Georgia Aquarium in Atlanta.  WOWEE that aquarium was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsErY5qIleI/AAAAAAAAAlE/N4Jd4WvhGwQ/s1600-h/59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386634336106223074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsErY5qIleI/AAAAAAAAAlE/N4Jd4WvhGwQ/s320/59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEq8cFSdCI/AAAAAAAAAk8/iwDe700pLSA/s1600-h/53.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and mom(check out the HUGE whale shark in the tank behind us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEqwkwhQGI/AAAAAAAAAk0/uKa7icVi-TE/s1600-h/58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386633643301093474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEqwkwhQGI/AAAAAAAAAk0/uKa7icVi-TE/s320/58.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...peephole photo op!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEqwPs0cCI/AAAAAAAAAks/8ik38k0X9mc/s1600-h/57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386633637648429090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEqwPs0cCI/AAAAAAAAAks/8ik38k0X9mc/s320/57.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in front of the fishes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEqv2FyZfI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Qys3gO6w0_o/s1600-h/56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386633630773831154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEqv2FyZfI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Qys3gO6w0_o/s320/56.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the alligator swam up to my hand....booooo alligators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEqvkNJvSI/AAAAAAAAAkc/EQ_EOCVMmbI/s1600-h/55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386633625972882722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEqvkNJvSI/AAAAAAAAAkc/EQ_EOCVMmbI/s320/55.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with hubs in front of another tank!!! Look at that HUGE sting ray behind us!!! Makes you feel really small to see these huge magnificent creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEpi_u4yNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/LE2qvrMTld0/s1600-h/53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386632310512208082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEpi_u4yNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/LE2qvrMTld0/s320/53.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEpiXyB2VI/AAAAAAAAAkM/X-0K_cpMF_A/s1600-h/52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386632299787966802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEpiXyB2VI/AAAAAAAAAkM/X-0K_cpMF_A/s320/52.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; beautiful flower.&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEpKAzbShI/AAAAAAAAAkE/fF-Uz0VyKj0/s1600-h/51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386631881302952466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEpKAzbShI/AAAAAAAAAkE/fF-Uz0VyKj0/s320/51.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hanging out in Olympic Park with the fam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to the Varsity for some lunch and spent the rest of the day shopping!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we woke up and headed over to the Hay House for a tour.  This hous was built in the 1860's and has been preserved.  Soo neat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEpJwR1g9I/AAAAAAAAAj8/xVymGZ4hwKI/s1600-h/50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386631876867097554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEpJwR1g9I/AAAAAAAAAj8/xVymGZ4hwKI/s320/50.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in front of the door...yes I am breaking the rule...white after Labor Day.  When it is this hot outside...you can get away with it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEpJg-5SRI/AAAAAAAAAj0/t_zTcG1nKFc/s1600-h/049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386631872761121042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEpJg-5SRI/AAAAAAAAAj0/t_zTcG1nKFc/s320/049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a beautiful house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEmFqf0pJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/srlTQby_o0s/s1600-h/101_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386628508060787858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEmFqf0pJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/srlTQby_o0s/s320/101_0046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday after church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEmFJttIBI/AAAAAAAAAjk/UY5lOi8wBbQ/s1600-h/101_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386628499260645394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEmFJttIBI/AAAAAAAAAjk/UY5lOi8wBbQ/s320/101_0047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEmEvsQRlI/AAAAAAAAAjc/CsQkz1H_zxc/s1600-h/101_0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386628492275238482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsEmEvsQRlI/AAAAAAAAAjc/CsQkz1H_zxc/s320/101_0048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my love!! Thanks for coming to visit Mom and Dad!! We had a blast!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8388277383895315442?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8388277383895315442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8388277383895315442&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8388277383895315442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8388277383895315442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-i-did.html' title='What I did......'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SsErY5qIleI/AAAAAAAAAlE/N4Jd4WvhGwQ/s72-c/59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-6140883039914764728</id><published>2009-09-20T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:58:45.595-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>Hope every one of you had a fabulous weekend and are having the ultimate relaxing Sunday!!! I know I am! The hubs and I had a pretty low key weekend.... beginning with supporing our local Mercer volleyball team on Friday night. I used to play volleyball and J just loves any sports event so we had a blast...and the best part is it was FREE FREE FREE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I slept in, went running, and out to lunch and shopping with a new friend! Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored a super cute Maxi dress for cheap cheap and some fabulous RED nail polish from ULTA for TWO dollars!!! Love a bright red nail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the giant foot..but as you can see the color is to die for!!!!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383684137349485730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SrawMu2fFKI/AAAAAAAAAjM/dz0-w4PL0vw/s320/101_0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be getting ready this week for my parentals to come visit this Thursday!!! So ecstatic! I have not seen them in four months and miss them terribly!! It is terribly hard to be so far from family!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383680897987259650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SratQLSWLQI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Pk4mhggRiIw/s320/wed_0881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daddy during our dance..he was soooo nervouse and counted his steps to our waltz the WHole TIME!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383677261163025362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Srap8fD4U9I/AAAAAAAAAi8/cnHGAgcZc9I/s320/wed_0256.JPG" /&gt;My beautiful momma....really hope I look as good as she does in her mid 50's!!! Love you mom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and because I had to go through my wedding pictures to find the above pictures...I rediscovered a good one that I didn't even remember...love this one. oh to be a bride again.....'sigh'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383684506794915666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SrawiPJI91I/AAAAAAAAAjU/bg8kH8xS8h0/s320/wed_0258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Sunday!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-6140883039914764728?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/6140883039914764728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=6140883039914764728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6140883039914764728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6140883039914764728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SrawMu2fFKI/AAAAAAAAAjM/dz0-w4PL0vw/s72-c/101_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-501947079363970062</id><published>2009-09-08T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T13:22:22.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Starving</title><content type='html'>I am starving blogger friends.  LITERALLY.  Why you ask?  Well because I have decided to do something that I always thought I would never do. I am trying to count my calorie intake. I am trying to stay below 1600 calories a day. YES THIS IS HARD.  I really haven't ever watched what I ate until now.   I am trying desperately to shrink this stomach.  I swear it is the size of a 5 gallon trash bag in my body.  I am ALWAYS so hungry and I eat so much. I have been trying to trim up and running every day has not had as much effect as I would like.  So I decided I need to just plain eat less.  But I am starving....anybody else have any tips for feeling more full on less food?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-501947079363970062?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/501947079363970062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=501947079363970062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/501947079363970062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/501947079363970062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/09/starving.html' title='Starving'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8425116940228083956</id><published>2009-09-06T17:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T17:00:00.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SqEnryuWDpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/T0EqeWqgsyc/s1600-h/kandi-burruss-450ms081009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377623063361097362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SqEnryuWDpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/T0EqeWqgsyc/s320/kandi-burruss-450ms081009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SqEmlUs1WzI/AAAAAAAAAis/sIANySlidTE/s1600-h/kandi-burruss-450ms081009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have decided that I L.O.V.E Kandi on RH of Atlanta. I mean she just seems so genuine and cool. Now that is a girl I could hang out with IRL. All of the other girls are just a big bunch of HOT MESS. I would probably kill all of them within five seconds of meeting them. Love how Kandi doesn't take any crap from Nee-Nee. Finally someone is putting that annoyance in her place. I just really don't understand all the "I love Nee-Nee" craze that is going on now. She seriously bugs me. Thank goodness for Kandi....she saved the show for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8425116940228083956?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8425116940228083956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8425116940228083956&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8425116940228083956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8425116940228083956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally_06.html' title='Finally.....'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SqEnryuWDpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/T0EqeWqgsyc/s72-c/kandi-burruss-450ms081009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-1585370068745646028</id><published>2009-09-03T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:00:00.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're outta here..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sp_0I2EynTI/AAAAAAAAAik/A_zbu67eTQM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377284912895401266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sp_0I2EynTI/AAAAAAAAAik/A_zbu67eTQM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow we are heading to a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tee-ninny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(that's southern speak for Tiny) town for my husband's church reunion. This was a church he grew up in and his dad was the pastor for and apparently everyone has left the church since then and are all coming back this weekend to reconnect!! I will know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; but it will be fun to meet all these people that I have heard in stories. I have to pack tonight and I am having trouble since my husband put the pressure on by saying " Babe, I want to show you off so look great...oh yeah and we are probably going to be doing a lot of athletic stuff". GREAT!! So I have to look fabulous while probably playing something hot and sweaty like kickball while I meet lots of people who adore my husband and will probably judge me lots( just kidding about that last part! :) ) So I have a serious challenge tonight trying to figure out what to pack!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love road trips!! Hope you all have a fabulous weekend!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-1585370068745646028?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/1585370068745646028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=1585370068745646028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1585370068745646028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1585370068745646028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-were-outta-here.html' title='And we&apos;re outta here..'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sp_0I2EynTI/AAAAAAAAAik/A_zbu67eTQM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-928573216183417581</id><published>2009-09-03T12:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:40:32.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And this is why my thighs hate me.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sp_xS5H5MtI/AAAAAAAAAic/HXofFMn16i0/s1600-h/732891_com_chickfilac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377281786977530578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sp_xS5H5MtI/AAAAAAAAAic/HXofFMn16i0/s320/732891_com_chickfilac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chick-Fil-A is giving away a free chicken sandwich is you wear sports related gear on Labor Day!! I wonder how many times you can come in and get a free sandwich??!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the article below for more details!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://shar.es/1npeG"&gt;Wear sports gear, get a free Chick-fil-A sandwich  ajc.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com/"&gt;ShareThis&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/6241739693103323879-928573216183417581?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/928573216183417581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=928573216183417581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/928573216183417581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/928573216183417581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-this-is-why-my-thighs-hate-me.html' title='And this is why my thighs hate me.........'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sp_xS5H5MtI/AAAAAAAAAic/HXofFMn16i0/s72-c/732891_com_chickfilac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-4426804723423868357</id><published>2009-09-01T07:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T07:33:08.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do yourself a favor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sp0FVHE7XCI/AAAAAAAAAiU/EaveeTBNacc/s1600-h/ActorsEricBa_Wargo_58096623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376459390385347618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sp0FVHE7XCI/AAAAAAAAAiU/EaveeTBNacc/s320/ActorsEricBa_Wargo_58096623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven't seen this movie yet(which I am sure is not many of you since I am behind on seeing it as well) you need to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RUN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;over there immediately and see it. Tonight...or heck today at lunch even. It is that good! Make sure to see it with a girl...my usual chick-flick loving hubby said that it was too slow for his liking.( who knew that a movie about time travel could be slow?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and bring your tissues and leave the mascara at home...... there will be lots of tears shed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-4426804723423868357?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4426804723423868357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4426804723423868357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4426804723423868357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4426804723423868357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-yourself-favor.html' title='Do yourself a favor'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sp0FVHE7XCI/AAAAAAAAAiU/EaveeTBNacc/s72-c/ActorsEricBa_Wargo_58096623.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-3547966746153036520</id><published>2009-08-29T10:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T11:10:33.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at what found its way into my closet!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SplAL6Kb2PI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Ddk2Xc_AxRo/s1600-h/101_0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been doing some shopping lately and these little beauties just HAD to come home with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adore the ruffles on this little cardigan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SplALdZxttI/AAAAAAAAAiE/F_qn4kLeUCQ/s1600-h/101_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375398195858880210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SplALdZxttI/AAAAAAAAAiE/F_qn4kLeUCQ/s320/101_0035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE this dress. It is going to be such a great transitional piece into fall.  I can't wait to wear it soon with just some gladiator sandals.  The come fall I can throw a long cardigan over it with tights!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375398168399812578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SplAJ3HBl-I/AAAAAAAAAh0/OvLAP4Alckw/s320/101_0033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SplAKcvgQMI/AAAAAAAAAh8/9jD4-o74738/s1600-h/101_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375398178501705922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SplAKcvgQMI/AAAAAAAAAh8/9jD4-o74738/s320/101_0034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little flowers and ruffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this pattern is just so unique and you can't see the belt but it is super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SplAJdcHOxI/AAAAAAAAAhs/TESe-Qql6PE/s1600-h/101_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375398161508940562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SplAJdcHOxI/AAAAAAAAAhs/TESe-Qql6PE/s320/101_0032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this top....it does not translate super well in pictures...but it is actually a deep silkycharcoal grey and the fit is fabulous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375397418591427250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Spk_eN2xmrI/AAAAAAAAAhU/RXx4BSgya8s/s320/101_0030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Spk_egzJjzI/AAAAAAAAAhc/2W6slTzYjAE/s1600-h/101_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375397423676493618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Spk_egzJjzI/AAAAAAAAAhc/2W6slTzYjAE/s320/101_0031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the bow detail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new headband.......all jeweled up!! Can't wait to wear this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Spk_ds14OcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/LR5f7eOc2Rg/s1600-h/101_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375397409729296834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Spk_ds14OcI/AAAAAAAAAhM/LR5f7eOc2Rg/s320/101_0029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Bold Statement Necklace!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Spk_dFRs6sI/AAAAAAAAAhE/MbBnxDohscU/s1600-h/101_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375397399108577986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Spk_dFRs6sI/AAAAAAAAAhE/MbBnxDohscU/s320/101_0028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for looking at my shopping purchases!!!&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-3547966746153036520?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/3547966746153036520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=3547966746153036520&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3547966746153036520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3547966746153036520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-at-what-found-its-way-into-my.html' title='Look at what found its way into my closet!!!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SplALdZxttI/AAAAAAAAAiE/F_qn4kLeUCQ/s72-c/101_0035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8881192407929568783</id><published>2009-08-25T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:14:04.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolving</title><content type='html'>I have a very type A planner sort of mentality. I like to know what I am doing and I like to be in control. This is something that I recognize about myself and would love to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my new job has us moving around every two years. This is something I would never choose to do and it definitely takes me out of my comfort zone. But lately I am really finding the absolute perfection and beauty in being out of my comfort zone. God is alwasy so faithful in making things turn out better than they ever would had I stayed within the confines of my comfort bubble. I am slowly working through my vulnerabliity issues and insecurities by having faith that the same Christ who shed his blood for me will love me enough to get me through any situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be great to seek out those opportunities to be uncomfortable and put your faith to the test? This is my new goal to seek out opportunites to let God surprise me. I know it won't be easy and there will be times when my flesh will fight back.  But God has always pulled through and I am realizing the power of putting my trust in that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8881192407929568783?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8881192407929568783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8881192407929568783&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8881192407929568783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8881192407929568783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/08/evolving.html' title='Evolving'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-3019065319432397431</id><published>2009-08-19T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T15:01:00.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Wifey!!</title><content type='html'>I am probably going to terribly embarass my husband right now and you know I had to literally BEG to even be able to put this picture up.....but if a wife can't brag on her husband then who the heck can??!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely below....my husband is holding the printed version of the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOOK&lt;/span&gt; that he &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wrote! Yes I know!!!! I am impressed too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is a project that he has been working on for the past two years and he is finally in his final editing stages. I can't believe it and I am so proud and of course I will have let you all know when it is published...b/c of course it will be!!! hehe!!&lt;/span&gt; I LOVE YOU HONEY!!!! you are amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotE8B7kj_I/AAAAAAAAAg8/-TOwTeX-Z7w/s1600-h/101_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371462778670583794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotE8B7kj_I/AAAAAAAAAg8/-TOwTeX-Z7w/s320/101_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;please not that he needed not one but two binder clips to keep it together..whoa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-3019065319432397431?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/3019065319432397431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=3019065319432397431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3019065319432397431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/3019065319432397431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/08/proud-wifey.html' title='Proud Wifey!!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotE8B7kj_I/AAAAAAAAAg8/-TOwTeX-Z7w/s72-c/101_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-1700040498170254407</id><published>2009-08-18T19:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:09:35.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A-town</title><content type='html'>The past couple of weekends the hubby and I have been braving the horrid traffic and doing some adventuring in Hot-lanta.  Turns out there is lots to do and we have only scratched the surface!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotB08DcC8I/AAAAAAAAAg0/OZ2kHk4lvyM/s1600-h/101_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371459358298999746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotB08DcC8I/AAAAAAAAAg0/OZ2kHk4lvyM/s320/101_0027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking in a Braves game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotB0OCJAeI/AAAAAAAAAgs/tBp9oyBk_3w/s1600-h/101_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371459345945526754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotB0OCJAeI/AAAAAAAAAgs/tBp9oyBk_3w/s320/101_0026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They won!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotBzrnt3lI/AAAAAAAAAgk/KPu8dYVFahk/s1600-h/101_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371459336707890770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotBzrnt3lI/AAAAAAAAAgk/KPu8dYVFahk/s320/101_0022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from our fab seats!! Thanks Mom and Dad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotBy6b7XNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Rwk4GvWDh4k/s1600-h/101_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371459323505106130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotBy6b7XNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Rwk4GvWDh4k/s320/101_0020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hubby is SOOO happy in this picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotA5nA1k6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/6aa6d3JUoVc/s1600-h/101_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371458339038663586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotA5nA1k6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/6aa6d3JUoVc/s320/101_0017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my dear friend Theresa came to visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotA4_OYxSI/AAAAAAAAAgM/-EMzfesh0gE/s1600-h/101_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371458328358077730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotA4_OYxSI/AAAAAAAAAgM/-EMzfesh0gE/s320/101_0014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Coke World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotA4ZFEO_I/AAAAAAAAAgE/5yASbmnJ0bU/s1600-h/101_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371458318118435826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotA4ZFEO_I/AAAAAAAAAgE/5yASbmnJ0bU/s320/101_0006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at all the memorabilla is so fun..I highly recommend this tourist trap...definitely drank my weight in weird foreign coke!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotA3hhAtRI/AAAAAAAAAf8/36nAAYWvDqg/s1600-h/101_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371458303203259666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotA3hhAtRI/AAAAAAAAAf8/36nAAYWvDqg/s320/101_0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotA3JaSAjI/AAAAAAAAAf0/tUfmPchMddI/s1600-h/101_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371458296732582450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotA3JaSAjI/AAAAAAAAAf0/tUfmPchMddI/s320/101_0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we need to explore Macon! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-1700040498170254407?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/1700040498170254407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=1700040498170254407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1700040498170254407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1700040498170254407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/08/town.html' title='A-town'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SotB08DcC8I/AAAAAAAAAg0/OZ2kHk4lvyM/s72-c/101_0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-2196965786321500811</id><published>2009-08-11T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:03:11.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Little Things</title><content type='html'>Because work is dull...but jewelry is not....Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxqB2tbJI/AAAAAAAAAfk/BuqV4_vSI1U/s1600-h/67296472-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368767566412868754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxqB2tbJI/AAAAAAAAAfk/BuqV4_vSI1U/s320/67296472-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxppYXvWI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3u4M0CKzG4A/s1600-h/64731049-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368767559843167586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxppYXvWI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3u4M0CKzG4A/s320/64731049-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxpp8ZTMI/AAAAAAAAAfU/2h7kEy4BXIA/s1600-h/62968651-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368767559994264770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxpp8ZTMI/AAAAAAAAAfU/2h7kEy4BXIA/s320/62968651-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxiyktujI/AAAAAAAAAfM/joCsPBXe9cE/s1600-h/943993_000_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368767442051775026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxiyktujI/AAAAAAAAAfM/joCsPBXe9cE/s320/943993_000_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxiloXxWI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Twoya4cKSdg/s1600-h/943864_070_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368767438577452386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxiloXxWI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Twoya4cKSdg/s320/943864_070_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxiT2ylkI/AAAAAAAAAe8/gW3Kfmv7jfg/s1600-h/943740_007_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368767433806091842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxiT2ylkI/AAAAAAAAAe8/gW3Kfmv7jfg/s320/943740_007_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxh_HB9yI/AAAAAAAAAes/mug5LWMCBdo/s1600-h/940021_gol_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368767428237063970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxh_HB9yI/AAAAAAAAAes/mug5LWMCBdo/s320/940021_gol_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sigh...&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-2196965786321500811?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/2196965786321500811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=2196965786321500811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2196965786321500811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2196965786321500811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/08/pretty-little-things.html' title='Pretty Little Things'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SoGxqB2tbJI/AAAAAAAAAfk/BuqV4_vSI1U/s72-c/67296472-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-6257498347938294876</id><published>2009-08-11T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T11:37:31.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Construction</title><content type='html'>Please disregard the state my blog is in right now.  I am aware that I have a header with nothing personal in it.....I am working on this.....good things for friends who are photoshop wizards...b/c I am not!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-6257498347938294876?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/6257498347938294876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=6257498347938294876&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6257498347938294876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6257498347938294876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/08/under-construction.html' title='Under Construction'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-4324685148732026289</id><published>2009-08-07T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:08:00.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Americans will buy anything</title><content type='html'>Check out the best infomercial I have ever seen...the hubby and I got a kick out of this....soo hilarious...where do they get this stuff!!! Happy Friday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?V=WSpUaTPKkCk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?V=WSpUaTPKkCk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-4324685148732026289?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4324685148732026289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4324685148732026289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4324685148732026289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4324685148732026289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/08/americans-will-buy-anything.html' title='Americans will buy anything'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-444962820542471985</id><published>2009-08-05T12:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:32:31.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter</title><content type='html'>Dearest Citizens of Macon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell that I am thoroughly enjoying living in your city. It is such a nice place. However, I have to say with as many cops as I have seen lurking alongside the highway, I fail to see why you all insist on going 75 in a 55 zone. Not very smart. I, on the other hand, have a healthy fear of highway patrol and will continue to keep my 60 mile an hour pace. I will not let you take me down with you. Also, if you try to ride my tail, I will be forced to tap my breaks. There are little things called left hand lanes that were created for you. Go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-444962820542471985?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/444962820542471985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=444962820542471985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/444962820542471985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/444962820542471985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/08/letter.html' title='A letter'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-2775781497206339757</id><published>2009-08-02T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:06:03.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Off we go</title><content type='html'>My birthday was this past Thursday and my hubby surprised me with a surprise weekend getaway. I was told to pack my bags when I got home and off we headed to Savannah. " big squeal"  I have only been to Savannah once but I have to tell you that I fell in love with this town..it is adorable.  It is so historical and it just has this lovely little way of making you feel transported in time...so romantic.  We had a blast.  See for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZCoZVP96I/AAAAAAAAAec/INkDoGyuVoU/s1600-h/101_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365549267820738466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZCoZVP96I/AAAAAAAAAec/INkDoGyuVoU/s320/101_0101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On riverstreet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZCoDXw0_I/AAAAAAAAAeU/lqo8kLRYoRg/s1600-h/101_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365549261925700594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZCoDXw0_I/AAAAAAAAAeU/lqo8kLRYoRg/s320/101_0100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cobblestone streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZCnqgnwhI/AAAAAAAAAeM/NbftFXdVB8E/s1600-h/101_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365549255251968530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZCnqgnwhI/AAAAAAAAAeM/NbftFXdVB8E/s320/101_0097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore this house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZBHEHfpDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/x0pVMROl6hg/s1600-h/101_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365547595678590002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZBHEHfpDI/AAAAAAAAAeE/x0pVMROl6hg/s320/101_0094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute is this police car???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZBGz1KW0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/VMOHGCM9Cuw/s1600-h/101_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365547591306730306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZBGz1KW0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/VMOHGCM9Cuw/s320/101_0086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the most beautiful churches I have ever seen. Built in 1860&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZBGT4ib9I/AAAAAAAAAd0/-GF7S2EJltA/s1600-h/101_0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365547582730956754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZBGT4ib9I/AAAAAAAAAd0/-GF7S2EJltA/s320/101_0062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZBGDuMz1I/AAAAAAAAAds/oNy7HTdwMLE/s1600-h/101_0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365547578392629074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZBGDuMz1I/AAAAAAAAAds/oNy7HTdwMLE/s320/101_0072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZBFnXcwyI/AAAAAAAAAdk/WR2uFU_ogWg/s1600-h/101_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365547570781012770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZBFnXcwyI/AAAAAAAAAdk/WR2uFU_ogWg/s320/101_0050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little lighthouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnY-EbY4AVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/eqxGVePzaiU/s1600-h/101_0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365544251851014482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnY-EbY4AVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/eqxGVePzaiU/s320/101_0043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at dinner&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnY-EJ5BqDI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Hn-8Veiak24/s1600-h/101_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365544247154026546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnY-EJ5BqDI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Hn-8Veiak24/s320/101_0041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Balcony seat of One Eyed Lizzies&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnY-D0FLR_I/AAAAAAAAAdM/Kv6W0P6pACs/s1600-h/101_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365544241299408882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnY-D0FLR_I/AAAAAAAAAdM/Kv6W0P6pACs/s320/101_0037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; little dark&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnY-DpkF99I/AAAAAAAAAdE/vcU7sSBOeGE/s1600-h/101_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365544238476294098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnY-DpkF99I/AAAAAAAAAdE/vcU7sSBOeGE/s320/101_0032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathtaking&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnY-DX58m2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/-9FGXPwRb8k/s1600-h/101_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365544233736117090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnY-DX58m2I/AAAAAAAAAc8/-9FGXPwRb8k/s320/101_0031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; love the ivy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby scored some big points on this one......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-2775781497206339757?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/2775781497206339757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=2775781497206339757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2775781497206339757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2775781497206339757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/08/off-we-go.html' title='Off we go'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SnZCoZVP96I/AAAAAAAAAec/INkDoGyuVoU/s72-c/101_0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-2451636796430572982</id><published>2009-07-23T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:10:25.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing.....</title><content type='html'>The ScentPortable !!! Just recevied this from my mother-in-law and I AM IN LOVE!! i am always trying to find something to freshen up my car....and NOTHING works...not those little hanging things, not the scented beads, not the strips you put in front of your vents...nothing! until this lovely little guy.  I put this in two weeks ago and it still makes my car smell completely like heaven.  And you can hang them from anywhere...I may get some for my laundry room and our closets.....I just love a clean smell!! Also, at just 5 dollars these are a steal...go pick up one or twenty!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Smh8r6bdvGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/O-a2gqlJfIA/s1600-h/2823626638_4901c18ccb_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361672450245246050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Smh8r6bdvGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/O-a2gqlJfIA/s320/2823626638_4901c18ccb_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-2451636796430572982?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/2451636796430572982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=2451636796430572982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2451636796430572982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/2451636796430572982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/07/introducing.html' title='Introducing.....'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Smh8r6bdvGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/O-a2gqlJfIA/s72-c/2823626638_4901c18ccb_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8057158662930844901</id><published>2009-07-18T09:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T11:51:44.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The one about how lucky I am........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHm2FIMOVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/7-g-Wcua_3k/s1600-h/cuties.JPG"&gt;Well it has finally happened...the day where I can no longer call myself a newlywed. It's true, this past Tuesdaywe celebrated our 2 year wedding anniversary!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHm2FIMOVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/7-g-Wcua_3k/s1600-h/cuties.JPG"&gt;(yes I know I am pathetically bad at blogging lately&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHm2FIMOVI/AAAAAAAAAcs/7-g-Wcua_3k/s1600-h/cuties.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't believe it has been two years already......still seems like yesterday when I had merely a schoolgirl crush on my very best friend(cue sentimental music)!!&lt;br /&gt;So I am going to take you on a journey through pictures of our 1 year best friendship, 2 years of dating, one year of engagement and two years of marriage...month by month!!! haha JK I will make it quicker than that..........&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST FRIENDS.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only picture I could find where we were actually just friends...I think we were two stepping with a group....look how young we look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359806176840793714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHbUgOKPnI/AAAAAAAAAZs/a59uCzj-6qQ/s320/4454_695438648307_9609902_40010791_5290441_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Dating Years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day......while we were dating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHm1-RuRVI/AAAAAAAAAck/SAjwF02vuPc/s1600-h/valentine%27s+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818846472389970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHm1-RuRVI/AAAAAAAAAck/SAjwF02vuPc/s320/valentine%27s+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a Rascal Flatts concert he surprised...his smile is fake...mine is real though!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHm1lqTR0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/RCrll1SudQs/s1600-h/rascal+excited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818839864592194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHm1lqTR0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/RCrll1SudQs/s320/rascal+excited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to a symphony around Christmas of 05 I think......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHm1ZeULKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7VTc-u8CiR8/s1600-h/ballet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818836593093794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHm1ZeULKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7VTc-u8CiR8/s320/ballet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Engaged Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;engagement pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHm1VTL3YI/AAAAAAAAAcM/TjO7C0oUwkA/s1600-h/Howard025R004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818835472670082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHm1VTL3YI/AAAAAAAAAcM/TjO7C0oUwkA/s320/Howard025R004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another engagement pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHl42qzO9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/bzlf8My1hTg/s1600-h/Howard013R002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359817796458068946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHl42qzO9I/AAAAAAAAAcE/bzlf8My1hTg/s320/Howard013R002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night we got engaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHl4uHiRTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Ji19Mzk3eI0/s1600-h/100_0162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359817794162672946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHl4uHiRTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Ji19Mzk3eI0/s320/100_0162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again.....we are cheesin pretty big in this pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHl4YXGzLI/AAAAAAAAAb0/fSY1T7mHHsM/s1600-h/100_0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359817788322401458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHl4YXGzLI/AAAAAAAAAb0/fSY1T7mHHsM/s320/100_0163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again the night we got engaged!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHl4JLv1KI/AAAAAAAAAbs/atx7NL7Uhg8/s1600-h/100_0174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359817784248226978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHl4JLv1KI/AAAAAAAAAbs/atx7NL7Uhg8/s320/100_0174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrating after we got engaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHl4MwvAOI/AAAAAAAAAbk/4RklcObhWJA/s1600-h/IMAG0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359817785208668386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHl4MwvAOI/AAAAAAAAAbk/4RklcObhWJA/s320/IMAG0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;First Year of Marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day we got married ....dancin in the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHk6NDnYrI/AAAAAAAAAbc/QP7zake9PrU/s1600-h/wed_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816720135971506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHk6NDnYrI/AAAAAAAAAbc/QP7zake9PrU/s320/wed_0757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best day of my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHk5uNgeEI/AAAAAAAAAbU/8AbZJzxX5pA/s1600-h/n9628835_34722220_9049.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816711855962178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHk5uNgeEI/AAAAAAAAAbU/8AbZJzxX5pA/s320/n9628835_34722220_9049.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our honeymoom...killing the free pepsi in our hotel room!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHk5ggmOPI/AAAAAAAAAbM/36tygYUoKjo/s1600-h/IMAG0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816708177934578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHk5ggmOPI/AAAAAAAAAbM/36tygYUoKjo/s320/IMAG0750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out to dinner in mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHk5Avm1TI/AAAAAAAAAbE/gZlq1fd7BcM/s1600-h/IMAG0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816699650954546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHk5Avm1TI/AAAAAAAAAbE/gZlq1fd7BcM/s320/IMAG0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving to the airport for our cruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHk5DOYo8I/AAAAAAAAAa8/F2OqYcSR07c/s1600-h/IMAG0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816700316918722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHk5DOYo8I/AAAAAAAAAa8/F2OqYcSR07c/s320/IMAG0694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first christmas married!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHjrxfybNI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MYjNg4O_QBY/s1600-h/100_0679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359815372708146386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHjrxfybNI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MYjNg4O_QBY/s320/100_0679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five months of marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHjrpcPorI/AAAAAAAAAas/KebTT2N9VXQ/s1600-h/100_0659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359815370545799858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHjrpcPorI/AAAAAAAAAas/KebTT2N9VXQ/s320/100_0659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at an Orlando Magic game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHjrKj535I/AAAAAAAAAak/LN82F-_DgxI/s1600-h/100_0828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359815362256428946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHjrKj535I/AAAAAAAAAak/LN82F-_DgxI/s320/100_0828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHjrF-02mI/AAAAAAAAAac/WfKbTVyetP4/s1600-h/100_0848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359815361027168866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHjrF-02mI/AAAAAAAAAac/WfKbTVyetP4/s320/100_0848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year anniversary!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHh8q1xIWI/AAAAAAAAAaU/m2GBM5t3PT4/s1600-h/100_1276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359813463955808610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHh8q1xIWI/AAAAAAAAAaU/m2GBM5t3PT4/s320/100_1276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about to take an air boat ride through the everglades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHh8cnkjRI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Tbruy-6BAIA/s1600-h/100_1238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359813460138167570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHh8cnkjRI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Tbruy-6BAIA/s320/100_1238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Second Year of Marriage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at abuelo's durin the summer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHh8Mcp2fI/AAAAAAAAAaE/CQxPj9B1dME/s1600-h/100_1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359813455797410290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHh8Mcp2fI/AAAAAAAAAaE/CQxPj9B1dME/s320/100_1429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our cruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHh786YifI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/o59pEgOZqjQ/s1600-h/101_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359813451627137522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHh786YifI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/o59pEgOZqjQ/s320/101_0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanging out at a friend's birthday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHh7stjMLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/HUB2pyJVLcE/s1600-h/101_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359813447278342322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHh7stjMLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/HUB2pyJVLcE/s320/101_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for reminiscing with me!!!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/6241739693103323879-8057158662930844901?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8057158662930844901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8057158662930844901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8057158662930844901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8057158662930844901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-about-how-lucky-i-am.html' title='The one about how lucky I am........'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SmHbUgOKPnI/AAAAAAAAAZs/a59uCzj-6qQ/s72-c/4454_695438648307_9609902_40010791_5290441_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-5103029591490362612</id><published>2009-07-05T15:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:03:52.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!!</title><content type='html'>Hope you guys had a great 4th of July....here's a peek at what we did last night.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEGjfB73EI/AAAAAAAAAZg/d6GeG9c1xO4/s1600-h/101_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355068638615034946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEGjfB73EI/AAAAAAAAAZg/d6GeG9c1xO4/s320/101_0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This view......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEGS4OMOyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/GKXHuxVoAAg/s1600-h/101_0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355068353319549730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEGS4OMOyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/GKXHuxVoAAg/s320/101_0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; surrounded by these trees....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEF-AfER0I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zpuADmuEgSE/s1600-h/101_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEFtZT0qHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/2kK4JFGZwkE/s1600-h/101_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355067709366511730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEFtZT0qHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/2kK4JFGZwkE/s320/101_0082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; looking at this flag.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEFtA07j9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/NzjiTv9DJ7E/s1600-h/101_0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355067702794489810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEFtA07j9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/NzjiTv9DJ7E/s320/101_0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;underneath this moon.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEFs8Y7PNI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Por8krO0hV0/s1600-h/101_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355067701603286226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEFs8Y7PNI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Por8krO0hV0/s320/101_0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEE-yNrRnI/AAAAAAAAAYw/AciR-kF9_co/s1600-h/101_0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355066908597765746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEE-yNrRnI/AAAAAAAAAYw/AciR-kF9_co/s320/101_0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And some fireworks shots!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEE-A9YB9I/AAAAAAAAAYY/lAf2WtU-hhY/s1600-h/101_0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355066895376058322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEE-A9YB9I/AAAAAAAAAYY/lAf2WtU-hhY/s320/101_0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-5103029591490362612?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/5103029591490362612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=5103029591490362612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5103029591490362612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/5103029591490362612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th!!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SlEGjfB73EI/AAAAAAAAAZg/d6GeG9c1xO4/s72-c/101_0076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-1314287522164862065</id><published>2009-07-01T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T11:57:23.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;July is the best month of the year because it has the 4th, my birthday, my husband's birthday, and our anniversary all rolled into one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have been living in a hotel for almost two weeks= not fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In this hotel I have limited access to the internet which makes for scarce blogging at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the new warehouse I manage is 65 degrees all year round :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't like that my husband is still in Florida right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I used to HATE change and now because of my job i actually like moving and meeting new people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I ventured out to find Target last night....in a new city by myself with no directions and did not get lost. It may be one of my proudest moments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;if somebody else tries to give me the run around regarding our move i may turn chuck norris on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I almost literally had a breakdown on Monday because I thought that the ABC in the hotel did not have the Bachelorette showing......turns out it was not the right channel:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it is funny how close you can become to people in just a year and how it is hard to imagine a time when you didn't know them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-1314287522164862065?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/1314287522164862065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=1314287522164862065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1314287522164862065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1314287522164862065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/07/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-7576914694053048450</id><published>2009-06-17T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:01:39.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feast your eyes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sjkf9lQ-WuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/uHHD-zboq_8/s1600-h/target.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348341175314963170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sjkf9lQ-WuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/uHHD-zboq_8/s320/target.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;On this beauty from Target.....this could be true love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-7576914694053048450?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/7576914694053048450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=7576914694053048450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7576914694053048450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7576914694053048450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/06/feast-your-eyes.html' title='Feast your eyes...'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sjkf9lQ-WuI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/uHHD-zboq_8/s72-c/target.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-4324379189493466012</id><published>2009-06-17T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:52:33.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>they really love me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SjkfSlneJMI/AAAAAAAAAYI/7lUs_Pi7rY4/s1600-h/best+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348340436674946242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SjkfSlneJMI/AAAAAAAAAYI/7lUs_Pi7rY4/s320/best+friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know you have the greatest friends in the entire world when they either:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) throw the most fun going away party for you and all of your lovely friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) offer to come over to your house and help you go through your closet and get rid of clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) offer to go to the grocery store for you and get boxes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;d) insist they are moving to Macon, Ga with you&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;And yes my friends have done all of the above in the past week or so!!! Here's to the greatest people ever!!! Thanks for making Lakeland INCREDIBLY hard to leave!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-4324379189493466012?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4324379189493466012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4324379189493466012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4324379189493466012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4324379189493466012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/06/they-really-love-me.html' title='they really love me!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SjkfSlneJMI/AAAAAAAAAYI/7lUs_Pi7rY4/s72-c/best+friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-8436821117734119763</id><published>2009-06-11T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:54:38.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;drumroll please...........................................................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;WE ARE M&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SjE0yPmzaTI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4V7ToX6xxwo/s1600-h/thumbv8034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346112270452877618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SjE0yPmzaTI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4V7ToX6xxwo/s320/thumbv8034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OVING TO &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ma&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SjE01OQ-vqI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3zyLdKlLIHM/s1600-h/thumbv15234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346112321632517794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SjE01OQ-vqI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3zyLdKlLIHM/s320/thumbv15234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;con&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SjE05Ml4U8I/AAAAAAAAAYA/eD3raa4Dc44/s1600-h/thumbv16810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346112389902783426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SjE05Ml4U8I/AAAAAAAAAYA/eD3raa4Dc44/s320/thumbv16810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Georgia!!!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SjE0vujbBpI/AAAAAAAAAXo/8HNMBqPUqJc/s1600-h/thumbc48523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346112227220588178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SjE0vujbBpI/AAAAAAAAAXo/8HNMBqPUqJc/s320/thumbc48523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;We have to move there by June 22 which makes everything VERY quick!! For those of you that don't know where Macon is it is about 80 miles south of Atlanta, Ga.  So we will be close enough to Atlanta to be able to do fun things every now and then without having to deal with the traffic and violence!!!! Which is great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We are moving for my job.  I am in a fast track management program that requires you to move fairly often, so we knew this was coming at some point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am trying to be positive about it.  We are going and there is really nothing we can do about it.  It is very hard to leave the place and people we have come to love here in Lakeland, Florida but I know God is going to do great things in Macon.  Please pray for us this weekend...we are driving up there tonight and will begin our search for two days to look for a place to live.  Hopefully we will be able to find something we love in a good area and hopfully not too far from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh and did I mention that we found out a month before we even had any idea that we were moving, that Jonathan's family is moving back to Georgia.  Turns out they will be about two hours away from us!!!!!!! wahooo....isn't God great!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This is so exciting since we have not lived within 21 hours of either side of the family for 2 years now...so that is definitely a blessing!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyways, we are very positive about this and doing well with the news...but please pray for our transition...I am sure it will set in when we get up there and realize we have no friends :(  then we will most likely have a hard time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-8436821117734119763?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/8436821117734119763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=8436821117734119763&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8436821117734119763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/8436821117734119763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-announcement.html' title='BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/SjE0yPmzaTI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4V7ToX6xxwo/s72-c/thumbv8034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-7482964980658181107</id><published>2009-06-05T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T16:56:46.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because.....</title><content type='html'>....I have no patience  today for uploading pictures from our cruise....check out this adorable little girl...with a whole lot to say!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snotr.com/video/2630" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.snotr.com/video/2630&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the picture post!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-7482964980658181107?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/7482964980658181107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=7482964980658181107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7482964980658181107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/7482964980658181107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/06/because.html' title='Because.....'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-1654886557977481731</id><published>2009-06-02T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:38:35.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back!!</title><content type='html'>We are back from our amazing cruise.....we had so much fun and I probably gained about 12 pounds from all the food I consumed but it was worth it!!!! I am still catching up on life right now...but stay tuned for a picture filled post from the cruise and also a BIG FUN announcement!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-1654886557977481731?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/1654886557977481731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=1654886557977481731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1654886557977481731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/1654886557977481731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back!!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-6009480127482877634</id><published>2009-05-21T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:06:47.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OFF WE GO!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well ladies the time has FINALLY come....tomorrow the husband and I head down to Miami to catch a 7 day cruise with my parents and brother!!!! I CANNOT even explain how excited I am to go......a vacation is exactly what I need right now.  I haven't seen my family since Thanksgiving, so I am ecstatic to see their beautiful faces!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see you guys in a week and I will take tons of pictures!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-6009480127482877634?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/6009480127482877634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=6009480127482877634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6009480127482877634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/6009480127482877634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/05/off-we-go.html' title='OFF WE GO!!!!'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-4027305670330496545</id><published>2009-05-03T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T18:10:41.478-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I did a little Saturday afternoon shopping while the hubby was out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Forever 21 waiting to try on some clothes.  The girl working the dressing room showed me to my cubbie, handed me my clothes and said, (and I quote) " Have a nice time!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awkward yes and confused I was at that statement.  Ummm what exactly do you think I am doing in this cubbie.  Pretty sure my short time in your dressing room will be quite like all  the other times I have had in your dressing room...but I do thank you for wishing that it would be nice.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-4027305670330496545?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/4027305670330496545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=4027305670330496545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4027305670330496545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/4027305670330496545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-i-did-little-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6241739693103323879.post-869429383323450181</id><published>2009-04-30T12:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:08:14.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work-related misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sfna4gF17HI/AAAAAAAAAXg/TTKXaE2Na8Y/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330532298191662194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sfna4gF17HI/AAAAAAAAAXg/TTKXaE2Na8Y/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;So i don't know if many of you know this or not, but at work I am considered the "Boss". It is kinda weird because I never grew up really envisioning being a boss of people. It really isn't that much my personality either. And I definitely never imagined that I would be managing 10+ people everyday at the ripe age of 23. But as I am sure most of you have experienced by now...God left me little choice in the matter! So here I am bossing it up most days and I usually DO like my job MOST days. But today.....it stinks to be the boss. I do not like having to tell someone to their face what their weaknesses are and how they should fix them. I also do not like having to reprimand men older than me for something they should not have done. And yeah especially today I do not want to answer five million questions about how to do something or how to solve yet another problem. I desperately would love to just work by myself today!! And NOT be in charge!!! So anyways...moral of the story..be nice to YOUR boss today....you never know what they may be going through!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also anybody else out there love their job but have some really annoying parts that are just getting on your nerves lately? Please do share and make me feel better about mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6241739693103323879-869429383323450181?l=unashamed5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/feeds/869429383323450181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6241739693103323879&amp;postID=869429383323450181&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/869429383323450181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6241739693103323879/posts/default/869429383323450181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unashamed5.blogspot.com/2009/04/work-related-misery.html' title='Work-related misery'/><author><name>Red High Heels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06859925351004346914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/S4QA0pzdW7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/mNb39Ch74oo/S220/bridal.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gh0Swax6gGU/Sfna4gF17HI/AAAAAAAAAXg/TTKXaE2Na8Y/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
