<?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-2374941453634136711</id><updated>2012-01-06T18:06:36.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graceful Living</title><subtitle type='html'>The only way I make it through the day is by the grace of God, my Heavenly Father..."But grow in grace and recognition and knowledge and understanding of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.  To Him be glory both now and to the day of eternity.  Amen(so be it)".  2 Peter 3:18 ....For me, there is no other way!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-2951712224004819163</id><published>2009-02-06T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:52:13.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a flower or....</title><content type='html'>This weeks Bible study is going to be dealing with a critical spirit.  Check out this definition on criticism:&lt;br /&gt;                  to dwell on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perceived&lt;/span&gt; faults of another person with no aim to their good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the bold letters.  How many times do we criticize someone or what they do?  As if they should be perfect.  As if we don't have our own faults.  As if we have no intention of really helping a situation, but rather just vent.  This week, I've really tried to think about the "faults" of others around me as an opportunity to just be a blessing instead to them, especially if they don't even know it.  Like my kids for instance...sometimes they don't mean to be messy or leave things around...they're just kids....or my husband who might leave clothes around, but who does so because he's willing to change into grubby clothes and stay up til 1:30 am working on our house...Are you getting what I'm saying?!  Yes, there are some legitimate areas we all need to work on, BUT first, it's not our job to judge them especially if we cannot help them, and second we need to let God deal with them and take care of ourselves!!!  Novel idea, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing the author said this week that really made me think....it's something so simple, yet so often forgotten by myself when dealing with issues around me.  Ya ready, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;People were made to be loving and kind!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh, right?...but how often do I think my job is to "make" everyone right.  I have to admit when I'm in a sticky situation, I often do not think to myself "my job is to be loving and kind".  Of course, I want to be that always, but when we are critical, we are NOT being loving and kind.  Add to this Oswald Chambers quote, "Whenever you are in a critical temper, it is impossible to enter into communion with God." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Instead of being critical, I pray my responses will be changed to being loving and kind...with Christ this too is possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, here's a little story(wish I wrote it, but I didn't)...relating to the title of my post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A little seed lay on the ground and soon began to sprout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Now which of all the flowers around," it thought,"shall I come out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The lily's face is fair and proud, but it is a trifle cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The rose I think is rather loud, but it very soon grows old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The violet is very well, but not a flower I would choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Nor the Canterbury bell, I've never cared for blues."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And so it criticized each flower this sour judgemental seed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;until it woke one summer morn and found itself a weed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, make into the flower of your choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 103px; height: 48px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-2951712224004819163?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/2951712224004819163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=2951712224004819163' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/2951712224004819163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/2951712224004819163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-you-flower-or.html' title='Are you a flower or....'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-8723331909343413626</id><published>2009-01-27T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:06:09.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>these are few of my favorite things...starting with L</title><content type='html'>I agreed to play along, so...ten things I enjoy that start with the letter L:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lori - sorry to all my other friends whose names don't start with L&lt;br /&gt;               I always enjoy time with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Leslie - I couldn't forget you either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Lynsey - my sister in law.  She's great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Licorice - black or red, and I love the licorice mix at Winco's bulk section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  my lapdog - ok, you knew I'd find a way to throw my Zoeydog into this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  leisure time - looking forward to that in Hawaii in a couple of months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  lipgloss - don't go anywhere without this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  lunch with my daughter when she gets out of school early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  laughing - who doesn't enjoy this?!  And it's good for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  learning more about God through Bible study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!  That was a lot harder than I thought...maybe it was just the letter...After Jamie's Sesame Street picture all I could think of was Bert's song about the letter L...do you remember?&lt;br /&gt;la la la la lemon, light bulbs, linoleum....actually that makes one more thing I enjoy...lemon meringue pie!  Yumm-o! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-8723331909343413626?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/8723331909343413626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=8723331909343413626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8723331909343413626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8723331909343413626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2009/01/these-are-few-of-my-favorite.html' title='these are few of my favorite things...starting with L'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-6341150928176868614</id><published>2009-01-26T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:58:04.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update on attitude...mine that is</title><content type='html'>Just thought I'd let you know how I'm doin'.   If you haven't yet, see my previous post. Honestly, I've had to confess coveting at least a few times.  With my hubby gone on a business trip, it doesn't make it easier either - read: golfing, dining - fine dining I'm sure, even a trip to the outlet mall, and oh yeah, going to David Jeremiah's church, where Tim LaHaye happened to be also.  I'm sure you get the point.  I'm really not trying to complain, just giving you the facts.   If I was complaining I'd mention too that while my hubby's on this rough trip, I've been home with sick kids, eating leftovers and whatever I could find in the freezer, not so fine dining...BUT, just pretend I didn't mention all this ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I've been learning a lot, mostly that I've still got a lot to learn and I'm thankful that God is still willing to teach me and bare with me in the process.  Regardless, there is always much more to be thankful for than I could ever covet.  I'll keep you updated....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-6341150928176868614?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/6341150928176868614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=6341150928176868614' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6341150928176868614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6341150928176868614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-on-attitudemine-that-is.html' title='update on attitude...mine that is'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-7220845053040803050</id><published>2009-01-22T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:08:06.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about attitude!</title><content type='html'>I am in a new Bible study on Thursday mornings at church.  It is called, "Lord, change my attitude."  And it is a wonderful study; I highly recommend it whether you think you need it or not.  I just thought I'd share some of what I've learned and pass it on to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week was focused on complaining and the scripture was in Numbers 11 and 14.  I am sure you're familiar with this passage where the Israelites are led out of Egypt, to freedom, but as soon as they are, they start complaining, grumbling, whining and moaning about their awful circumstances.  Of course, God hated to hear these complaints.  It is like a slap in His face!  It made me think how often I've complained, and truly I am sorry for all of them.  To know how God hates this ingratitude is really humbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second week was about turning our complaints into thankfulness.  Think for a minute about something you have or could complain about.  Now, find something in it to be thankful for.  Even our worst things, when we really think about it can be used as an opportunity to give thanks.  I hear all kinds of complaints all the time from lots of people, some from myself.  So and so's not happy about a relationship, someone else has no money, another might just complain about the weather...regardless of the situation,  we really should be thankful.  Thankful to have that someone in our life...thankful that God meets our needs...thankful that even though the weather is cold, we at least have a new day to live.  I was also reminded that even if Jesus never gave me anything but himself and salvation, that would be enough.  How many times, though, do we not look at things this way?  It has really helped me to see things differently.  I may not have my complaining problem licked, but now I recognize it and hopefully, will stop and turn it into thanks instead.  I encourage you to do the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, the third week, was on covetousness.  Ouch!  As I listened this morning, I realized again how many times in the past (or present) I have had that kind of attitude.  Once again, God hates it and it is called sin!  For the Israelites, God provided everything they needed - manna from heaven. Were they grateful? No!!! They wanted meat!  So much so that they whined until they got it.  Well, God answered them in Numbers 11:19-20 and told them they would have so much meat that they would become sick of it.  Each household collected 50-60 bushels full of quail each! That is a lot of meat!!!  Plus, they would be eating meat for a whole month.  As much as I love a good burger, I don't think I would want to eat 50-60 bushels of hamburgers for a whole month :).  When we covet, we are essentially saying to God " what you've given me isn't good enough.  You need to do better".  I am sure this greatly grieves our Father, our Creator and Provider.  And coveting is deeply connected to materialism.  In a poll, 80% of Americans are said to want more money.  And for what???  A better, easier, more fun-filled life!  We are so selfish.  This is something I really need to think about, because I don't want to displease my Heavenly Father.  I don't want to covet that which I don't have.  I don't want to turn from all I've been blessed with, from all God's given to me, and focus on what I still don't have.  Lots to learn!  Needless to say, I can't wait for next week's lesson on contentment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some questions to ponder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I think more about impacting people with Christ or getting "things"?&lt;br /&gt;Do I think more about stuff that will gratify me or actions that will bless others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please only answer these in your heart, between you and God.  But, there is always hope in the Lord.  If we answer these in ways that are not pleasing to Him, we can always repent and start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am in this class for 11 weeks, and will probably need practice applying all that I learn for a long time, I've decided that "having a Godly Attitude"  will be my theme for the year!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for "listening" to what I've been learning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-7220845053040803050?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/7220845053040803050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=7220845053040803050' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/7220845053040803050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/7220845053040803050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-in-new-bible-study-on-thursday.html' title='It&apos;s all about attitude!'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-2532831989840441992</id><published>2009-01-06T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:59:18.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little insight, please?</title><content type='html'>Hello ladies!  I've been reading in Genesis this week and have come upon many things that I need clarification or insight on, so I thought I'd ask you.  I love God, know He works all things out for the good of those that love Him, but, honestly, I don't often times understand His ways...no mystery there...none of us really can since His ways are higher than ours.  But, I really do want to know as much as I can.  So, when I don't get something in scripture it does bother me.  If given the choice between knowing how something works and why it works, I'd want to know why.  That's just the way I am.  I like to understand things, and could care less how as long as I know what I need to know and why, then I'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so today I read in Genesis 21 and verses 8-14 are where my questions reside.  Sarah didn't like Hagar and Ishmael ( I understand all that- bad decision from the get go), but what I don't understand is why God went ahead and told Abraham to send off his son and Hagar?  I am sure that greatly upset Abraham, as scripture says.  It seems to me that they got into this mess and dealing with a stepson of sorts is just one consequence for Sarah to deal with.  She really had a lot of influence here, doesn't she?  I mean, she gave Hagar to Abraham and now Ishmael's making fun of Isaac, so she wants to get rid of him, and SHE DOES!  She gets her way!  Please check this scripture out for me.  Again, I just want to know why?  Can any of you shed some spiritual light into this for me?  Maybe you have more biblical understanding on this than me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-2532831989840441992?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/2532831989840441992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=2532831989840441992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/2532831989840441992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/2532831989840441992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-insight-please.html' title='A little insight, please?'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-6517031524535924049</id><published>2009-01-01T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:58:47.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Change</title><content type='html'>Good morning and Happy New Year!  I've been encouraged/harassed about my lack of blog content, SO once again, I will rise to the challenge.  I guess I need lots and lots of motivation :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I've seen in other blogs, I too have been thinking of the new year and what that means for me.  I know this is going to be a big year of change for our country, but what I'm really, really concerned about is change I need in my life.  Right now there are some mountains I see in my life that really need to be moved, but I am at a loss as to how to move them.  Obviously, I need the Lord's help here!  So, I am going to rest in Him to give me the answers in His time and His way.  Interestingly, I challenged my middle school S.S. girls to memorize our week's verse, so here it is Thursday, and I thought I really should also learn it.  Remember my plans to memorize a verse a week?  Well, that only lasted about 5 weeks, so this verse will be my first for the new year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;1 Peter 5: 6,7      Humble yourselves, therefore, under God's mighty hand, that He may lift up in due time.  Cast all your care/anxiety on Him because He cares for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that's ironic, isn't it?  The very thing I need - to humble myself and cast my cares on Him - is staring me right in the face!  Thank you Jesus!  With you (Jesus) I know these mountains can be moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for being my friend.  I know we will have many opportunities to continue to make many memories this new year!  I look so forward to it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, my sister in law told me of this website she's using to read the Bible through in one year, and I've joined her in this, so I thought I'd share it with you too.  Check it out at &lt;a href="http://bible.oneplace.com/"&gt;http://bible.oneplace.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-6517031524535924049?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/6517031524535924049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=6517031524535924049' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6517031524535924049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6517031524535924049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-for-change.html' title='Time for Change'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-1784205899968351078</id><published>2008-12-19T13:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:37:03.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Cuties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SUwT7mN8R4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/gL_seARw-cM/s1600-h/IMG_1563a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SUwT7mN8R4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/gL_seARw-cM/s320/IMG_1563a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281618377590982530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-1784205899968351078?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/1784205899968351078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=1784205899968351078' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1784205899968351078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1784205899968351078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-christmas-cuties.html' title='My Christmas Cuties'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SUwT7mN8R4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/gL_seARw-cM/s72-c/IMG_1563a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-7931025265634629348</id><published>2008-12-16T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:32:29.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I'll play...I guess it's the only way to get me to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little Christmas time questionnaire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate?&lt;br /&gt; Actually, both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree?&lt;br /&gt;We wrap the presents, Santa can't because Santa lived a real long time ago according to legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Colored lights on house/tree or white?&lt;br /&gt;White, red and  green lights outside and white on our tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you hang mistletoe?&lt;br /&gt;My husband hung what we call mistletoe, but I looked and it's actually holly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.When do you put your decorations up?&lt;br /&gt;We put them up the first weekend in Dec. and take them down New Years day. same as Lori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)?&lt;br /&gt;BBQ brisket that bakes all night Christmas Eve.  Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.When and how did you learn the truth about Santa?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember.  2nd or 3rd grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes one gift but the rest on Christmas morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How do you decorate your Christmas tree?&lt;br /&gt;Lots of homemade ornaments or special ones we've collected over the years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Snow. Love it or dread it?&lt;br /&gt;Dread it...one day is enough for me, just so I can feel good that the kids can say they played in it and maybe made a snowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Can you ice skate?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your favorite holiday dessert?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...all of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Which do you prefer giving or receiving?&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite Christmas song?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy Night, same as you Lori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Candy Canes. Yum or Yuck?&lt;br /&gt;Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you attend an annual Christmas party?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you dress up for Christmas Eve or wear PJ's?&lt;br /&gt;We wear something nice for Christmas Eve Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you own a Santa hat.&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who do you normally spend Christmas with?&lt;br /&gt;We always stay home Christmas day and I love it!  Grandparents come over to visit and usually have Christmas dinner with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-7931025265634629348?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/7931025265634629348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=7931025265634629348' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/7931025265634629348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/7931025265634629348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok-ill-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-4838401278416990224</id><published>2008-10-27T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:43:03.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled...</title><content type='html'>Praise God!  Delaney's friend went through Judgement House with us last night and made a decision for the Lord!!!  Please pray for Sam as she enters this new relationship with the Lord of the Universe, and for Delaney to be the encouragement Sam needs.  Also, Timmary's teacher came to JH and made some decision (I'm not sure exactly what yet).  I am so proud of Timmary to invite her teacher.  I know it made Timmary's day too.  I saw her teacher at school this morning, but didn't really get a chance to talk.  She mentioned she was going to write a note to me, so I will keep you posted.  Please pray for opportunities to continue to share with her about Jesus' love.  It was so awesome to see the two people we invited (actually, I had nothing to do with it) come and respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to have my hubby home for the weekend, but now he is off again!  The time flew as he put away our pool (we're slow), washed the suburban, coached the twins bball team, took care of other household chores with me and watched the final show of my daughter's school play.   It was a busy weekend and I can't wait til he's home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SQYVWfZv7mI/AAAAAAAAAIw/2ST5OdyY7Iw/s1600-h/IMG_1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SQYVWfZv7mI/AAAAAAAAAIw/2ST5OdyY7Iw/s200/IMG_1422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261916690759806562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple of pictures I've recently taken:  on the right, my husband after I decided to give a mohawk (very temporary!- we were tempted to leave it like this for Delaney's play and church on Sunday, but thought we'd better not- I really didn't wan't to be seen with him like that! Sorry, sweetie) and below our precious puppy(with the twins- aren't they all so cute?!) , who celebrated her 1st Birthday Friday!  Happy Birthday Zoey! (This is for you, Leslie)&lt;br /&gt;Click on her picture to really see how adorable, she was as a puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SQYVWOpDLtI/AAAAAAAAAIo/FujK-n1yADA/s1600-h/IMG_1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SQYVWOpDLtI/AAAAAAAAAIo/FujK-n1yADA/s200/IMG_1419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261916686260580050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SQYVWoHayJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/NzzNj8smfro/s1600-h/11250017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SQYVWoHayJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/NzzNj8smfro/s200/11250017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261916693098842258" 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;&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://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-4838401278416990224?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/4838401278416990224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=4838401278416990224' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4838401278416990224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4838401278416990224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/10/untitled.html' title='untitled...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SQYVWfZv7mI/AAAAAAAAAIw/2ST5OdyY7Iw/s72-c/IMG_1422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-1375707799167422621</id><published>2008-10-22T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:42:38.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just for fun</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, you all wondered if I've dropped off the face of the earth - or at least fell out of the blog world!!!  Well, sorry but I've just been busy, lazy, distracted, focused on other things...you pick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did think you'd get a kick out of a taste of Austrian folk music that we heard while on our trip.  It was really amazing and different!  These two are quite talented and can play 5 instruments (one being the harp - beautiful!) and sing!!!  So, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-efc08f27655aaa31" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Defc08f27655aaa31%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330045320%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14A3EB9B27AB47E25BBEB87DD64465B3CDB92819.7B229F2E2EE1DAFFE26BC0560DA643DC0EDE6222%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Defc08f27655aaa31%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-wIh519Cy4zqxFpT6AVKeN1KRXo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Defc08f27655aaa31%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330045320%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14A3EB9B27AB47E25BBEB87DD64465B3CDB92819.7B229F2E2EE1DAFFE26BC0560DA643DC0EDE6222%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Defc08f27655aaa31%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-wIh519Cy4zqxFpT6AVKeN1KRXo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-1375707799167422621?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=efc08f27655aaa31&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/1375707799167422621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=1375707799167422621' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1375707799167422621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1375707799167422621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-for-fun.html' title='just for fun'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-5450108829385293820</id><published>2008-09-24T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T05:36:38.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hills are alive....</title><content type='html'>After a long, uneventful trip we made it to Munich, Germany, where we then got a rental car (Mercedez, not bad) and drove on the Autobahn for a couple of hours to Innsbruck, Austria.  The autobahn was not quite what I expected.  It looked like a regular divided two lanes (each way) highway.  They do have some speed limits sometimes, but then there are lighted signs above telling you when the speed limit is unlimited.  Actually, we figure that's what it meant as we don't know what European signs mean, but concluded that due to everyone speeding up and passing us at this time.  So, of course, my husband doesn't have to be asked twice, or once for that matter, to speed up.  It was great!  I don't know how fast we were going because their cars only display speed using khm.  I was wishing they had both so we could know for sure.  I just had to look it up. From what I found we were going at our fastest 100 mph!!! Wow!!!  This was legal, I'll remind you.  When we arrived, I realized  everyone at home was just waking up for the day!!!  It's weird to be on such a different time zone.  Now, I can relate to those of you who have already traveled abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, my husband didn't have to work, so we decided (actually more of it was me) to drive to Salzburg where they filmed the Sound of Music.  We didn't know what we were doing, but when we got there we found an information booth and went to inquire.  The person directed and sold my husband two tickets for a bus tour of the Sound of Music.  I am sure this isn't what he really wanted to do, but he ended up enjoying it anyway.  We were driven around on a big bus and saw lots of the places where they filmed the movie.  It was so neat standing across the lake that was used several times and seeing the abbey and other places.  I took pictures, but haven't been able to see if I can get them on my husbands computer yet.  It was another long, but fun day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post again sometime this week.  So long, farewell, alvederzein, adiou....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-5450108829385293820?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/5450108829385293820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=5450108829385293820' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5450108829385293820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5450108829385293820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/09/hills-are-alive.html' title='The Hills are alive....'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-7839920068042646946</id><published>2008-09-14T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:28:14.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's your chance...</title><content type='html'>This fall I signed up for my church's FAITH class, which is our program for visitation.  Something new is that we need two prayer partners; someone who is willing to pray, encourage and follow up with me as I go about visiting Monday nights for 11 weeks, telling people about Jesus.  I was trying to think of who to ask and thought I could use this forum of my closest friends to find a partner.  So, if you are willing I would greatly appreciate.  If not, it's ok too.  Just let me know if you'd be willing and we'll go from there.  Thanks a bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-7839920068042646946?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/7839920068042646946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=7839920068042646946' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/7839920068042646946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/7839920068042646946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/09/heres-your-chance.html' title='Here&apos;s your chance...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-9043378172862864082</id><published>2008-09-09T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T14:50:19.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT REQUEST</title><content type='html'>UPDATE and PRAISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Oliver is doing better.  He is breathing on his own and playing in his crib.  He had a viral infection he couldn't fight on his own that caused the breathing problems.  He will hopefully get to go home tomorrow.  Thank you so much for the prayers.  Prayer really does work and God loves to make himself known when we call out to Him.  I am sure this is a great testimony to the family of God's love and care for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my sister in law Lynsey's nephew, Oliver.  He is about 10 mos. old and was airlifted to Seattle (3 hours away) because he stopped breathing.  Right now, I hear, he is on oxygen and if they remove it he cannot breathe on his own.  How heartbreaking!!!  Pray for his parents too dealing with this, especially the mother who is expecting another baby.  Thank you and I'll update you as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-9043378172862864082?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/9043378172862864082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=9043378172862864082' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/9043378172862864082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/9043378172862864082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/09/urgent-request.html' title='URGENT REQUEST'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-2940648039962603964</id><published>2008-09-05T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:18:05.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>got energy???</title><content type='html'>Is it only me who has a serious energy drain?  Lately, it seems I have little energy and wonder what's going on!  I know I've been busy, running around like crazy since before school started, but aren't we all busy??? Of course!!!! So, I'm just wondering if anyone else has this problem, or if you have any suggestions for energy boosters besides energy drinks.  I really don't want to be dependent on those ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I was reading in Luke 18:18-19 where a rich ruler was asking Jesus how to have eternal life.  What struck me this time was how the man called Jesus "Good Teacher" to which Jesus replied,"Why do you call me good?  No one is good - except God alone."  Certainly, his point was that since Jesus is God, He is good, but it just made me think how many times I have told my kids they were "good".  Now, I have definitely tried to say they did a good job rather than simply telling them "good girl", but I know at times that is exactly what came out.  If God alone is good, (and He is) then we should really be careful at how we use the word good.  After all, how many people if polled whether we are good or bad, would say they are good?  I would venture to say, most, Christian or not, would say they are good.  The fact is, like it or not, we are actually bad at heart, which backs up the Bible in many places like Romans 3:23.  I'm not saying we tell our kids they are bad, but I think they innately know even as little kids that they aren't all "ok" on there own.  And you know, that IS A GOOD THING.  It just backs up once again, the fact that we all need a savior.  It gives us a chance to share that, yeah, on our own we're hurting, but with Jesus we can be healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-2940648039962603964?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/2940648039962603964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=2940648039962603964' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/2940648039962603964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/2940648039962603964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/09/got-energy.html' title='got energy???'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-927123147089489788</id><published>2008-09-04T21:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:40:05.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You asked for it...</title><content type='html'>For those of you who wanted this fabulous recipe, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roast Beef sandwiches:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 3-4 lb. roast (the kind that will shred, I think it's shoulder or chuck, I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;1 package of Knorr vegetable soup mix&lt;br /&gt;1 cup water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trim fat off roast and place in crockpot.  Pour soup mix and water over.  Cook on high for 8 hours.  Shred meat, you can just do this in the crockpot itself.  Serve on potato rolls ( best buy at Costco) with cream cheese as a spread.  The cream cheese is also really yummy when mixed with green chilis.  Sometimes we have cheesy potatoes (my mom's recipe)  with it or another side salad. This makes quite a bit.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-927123147089489788?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/927123147089489788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=927123147089489788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/927123147089489788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/927123147089489788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-asked-for-it.html' title='You asked for it...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-4795858908062899570</id><published>2008-09-02T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:41:03.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First you see it, now you don't...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SL4UEhZmZGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lY4t3iy-d68/s1600-h/IMG_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SL4UEhZmZGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lY4t3iy-d68/s200/IMG_1079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241649084223612002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SL4UaB3nguI/AAAAAAAAAG0/j3zkhUexT0s/s1600-h/IMG_1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SL4UaB3nguI/AAAAAAAAAG0/j3zkhUexT0s/s200/IMG_1086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241649453716701922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, my house is under construction!  Yeah! This is day 3 and I am so proud of my man for all the hard work he and his dad, brother and friends did.  It is really weird to walk out to the garage and see the sky.  Talk about a skylight! Hopefully, this weekend the floor (above the garage) will go up and the framing as well.  I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-4795858908062899570?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/4795858908062899570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=4795858908062899570' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4795858908062899570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4795858908062899570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-you-see-it-now-you-dont.html' title='First you see it, now you don&apos;t...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SL4UEhZmZGI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lY4t3iy-d68/s72-c/IMG_1079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-4438278723558234722</id><published>2008-08-29T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T16:28:41.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanctuary vs. survival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know &lt;a href="http://jill-simplymythoughts.blogspot.com"&gt;Jill&lt;/a&gt; has been talking about creating a sanctuary at her home, but right now I think this fall will just be survival mode for us due to several changes (albeit temporary) in our lives.  While I spent the last week working at our churches preschool (it went quite well), my husband started ripping off our roof today for an addition we've been planning.  Yeah!  So, he will be pretty busy in his free time and I'm not having all the free time I thought I would.  Now, I am not complaining.  I am glad to help my friend by filling in for her, and of course, I am not complaining about the addition.  It's just that I think my sanctuary ideas will be put on hold for a while.  In the meantime, I still hope to create as much of a calm atmosphere amidst the construction chaos around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I always find it much easier to have this calm in the fall and winter, especially when it starts getting dark early.  The kids will be in the house, and if we're home, we can actually do more activities together as a family than it seems we do in the summer.  I love having each of just read our own books with some quiet time, or play a game together, or watch our favorite family show, The Waltons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-4438278723558234722?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/4438278723558234722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=4438278723558234722' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4438278723558234722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4438278723558234722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/08/sanctuary-vs-survival.html' title='Sanctuary vs. survival'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-8809497560949451219</id><published>2008-08-21T08:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:28:49.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Directing my paths...</title><content type='html'>My life is taking a new direction temporarily... something I certainly didn't plan.... something out of my league and comfort level...but, nevertheless I have accepted the challenge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of this post, I am the fill in preschool director at our church.  Our current director, who I worked with prior in a classroom, is on a leave of absence.  Her daughter, Ana, is in a hospital two hours away with kidney failure caused by of all things a bad case of flu!  She is doing better each day, and they expect a full recovery, but this could take a couple weeks to a few months.  So, of course, please pray for a quick recovery for this little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please pray for me as I fill in.  I must say I love it when God works in our lives in ways we never would imagine.  While I thought I would have "free time" this fall, the wonderful Lord had other plans for me.   Of course, I never would have wanted someone's suffering to turn into my employment, but I am glad I can help at this time.  Had this been last year it wouldn't have been possible, but since my youngest will be in first grade, it will be do-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all just reminds me of my life verse, in my sidebar, Proverbs 3:5-6.  And I believe with God's strength, I can do whatever He calls me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-8809497560949451219?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/8809497560949451219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=8809497560949451219' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8809497560949451219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8809497560949451219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/08/directing-my-paths.html' title='Directing my paths...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-6461897597932969680</id><published>2008-08-09T22:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:18:56.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise!!!</title><content type='html'>I have a praise!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today we parked our van up the street hoping someone would see it as they were looking for yard sales.   This is how Ginger sold her van...at her own yard sale, so I thought we'd copy although we didn't have a yard sale.  Anywho, we got a call at 4:50 this afternoon from someone wanting to test drive it.  Ten minutes later, my husband was taking this family for a test drive and they wanted to buy!!! We did come down in price, but I just didn't want to take any chance at not selling it soon. Thank you Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 103px; height: 48px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-6461897597932969680?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/6461897597932969680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=6461897597932969680' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6461897597932969680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6461897597932969680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/08/praise.html' title='Praise!!!'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-2364265618324519240</id><published>2008-07-30T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:03:55.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delaney's Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SIPS1VkjzsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8Z5ivLcaR6c/s1600-h/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SIPS1VkjzsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8Z5ivLcaR6c/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225251806445293250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Delaney's room before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SIPSdAsTV9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/rWnhZR6EjyE/s1600-h/IMG_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SIPSdAsTV9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/rWnhZR6EjyE/s320/IMG_0374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225251388523763666" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SJDc212FDZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/W8X4WB5_NLU/s1600-h/IMG_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SJDc212FDZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/W8X4WB5_NLU/s320/IMG_0945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228922002102095250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SJDdg_WqdTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Kkj5UJ5M4Rk/s1600-h/IMG_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SJDdg_WqdTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Kkj5UJ5M4Rk/s320/IMG_0947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228922726209189170" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SJDdxxH68UI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_gsrnejYri4/s1600-h/IMG_0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SJDdxxH68UI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_gsrnejYri4/s320/IMG_0948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228923014447034690" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it seems redecorating children's rooms is a common theme recently, I thought I'd post before and after pictures of my daughter's room.  Her "old" room was a two tone blue/white with pink hearts at the top for a border and a Cinderella I painted using a transparency.  As you can imagine, at age 12, Cinderella has lost all appeal for my daughter.  She was ready for a more grown up room.   She and I were both happy with the results, and I hope it will last for the next 6 years at least!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-2364265618324519240?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/2364265618324519240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=2364265618324519240' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/2364265618324519240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/2364265618324519240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/07/delaneys-room.html' title='Delaney&apos;s Room'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SIPS1VkjzsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8Z5ivLcaR6c/s72-c/IMG_0372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-5082613451261429062</id><published>2008-07-29T21:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:49:41.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things heavy on my heart</title><content type='html'>Ok, I've hesitated posting this, but I really could use your prayers.  I've looked at some of your blogs and I know you need prayers too, as there seems to be tough situations everywhere.  I do not mean to minimize them.  In fact, as I read, I thought maybe I shouldn't post this because my problems seem to be minor or less important than others, but still I have my needs and requests.  And if you all don't care, then who would?  You are, after all, my friends and sisters, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had one thing after another happening the last four months.  Mostly, with our minivan, but also with our house, and my husband's broken foot.  I have tried real hard not to complain, but to be thankful that at least Jesus has provided through each of the situations/problems.  Well, here we go again.  The van is once again messed up!!!  As I write, my husband is out trying to figure out what to do with it as it is stuck at the Wal-mart parking lot.  Really, he needs prayer as he is getting real discouraged.  And that is not like him.  It's more like me.  Thankfully, we both aren't in the dumps together!  I know God will again provide as always, just as he promised.  I keep reminding myself that He will take care of my needs each day, and of the verses where Paul said he would rather have just what he needs, nothing less and nothing more.  Maybe that's the lesson in all this.  Things would be going fantastic if it weren't for all the repairs we've had to pay for lately.  Anyway, would you just pray for my husband and myself that the van gets fixed(without a big expense) and that we won't be discouraged?  It would be greatly appreciated. ~ I will remember to pray for those requests you have as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-5082613451261429062?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/5082613451261429062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=5082613451261429062' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5082613451261429062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5082613451261429062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/07/things-heavy-on-my-heart_29.html' title='things heavy on my heart'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-8266741679814857870</id><published>2008-07-09T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T14:41:27.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My take on "it's not fair!"</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I haven't blogged for a while now, a whole month in fact!  But, I have had this one brewing for some time so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you can relate to an almost nonstop, daily dose of the "it's not fair" whine, at least that's how it seems sometimes.  My kids do say thank you and appreciate most of what happens in their lives, but it seems the "fair monster" does like to pay frequent visits to our house and disrupt our peaceful lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last year at school as I was picking up the girls, was one of those times.  As we were waiting our turn to leave the parking lot, the complaints began...This time I thought of a new come back.  My usual (from Lori) "the fair's in August" and one from when I was a kid "who said life was fair" were losing their power (did it ever work anyway?  hmmm)  Anyway, I was looking out my van window and saw all the parents picking up their kids in wheelchairs.  Our school has a new class of kindergartners with special needs.  These are mostly kids who probably will never walk, among other difficulties.  A light bulb went off in my head as I thought, hey this is a great teachable moment.  I decided to seize the moment, and tell my kids "Ya know, you're right.  Life is not fair...it's not fair that those children out our window can't walk, it's not fair that some people are blind, it's not fair that other kids have lost their parents in tragic accidents."  You know it helped me too, to take my mind off how my life isn't fair (because it doesn't go my way all the time - I mean isn't that why we say it anyway, we just aren't getting our way) and appreciate all the blessings God has given me.  Fair really might not be that great after all, so I don't know if I want fair... I much rather prefer God's mercy and grace to fair anyday.  Besides, often times my life isn't fair, it's much better than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-8266741679814857870?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/8266741679814857870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=8266741679814857870' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8266741679814857870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8266741679814857870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-take-on-its-not-fair.html' title='My take on &quot;it&apos;s not fair!&quot;'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-6031130793964139932</id><published>2008-06-09T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:37:05.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something blog worthy</title><content type='html'>Something really cool happened to me today.  I was at the grocery store at the check out, when the cashier, a guy, started a conversation with me.  He told me how he'd been out on the floor working earlier and just wasn't really having a good time.  (I'm thinking to myself...okay, what's the point - maybe he's just being friendly, I don't know) Anyway, he then tells me he noticed my shirt (the one that says Faith, Hope, Love on the front), while he was working in the store and I must have walked by him.  I hadn't noticed him.  He said that it really was an encouragement to him and put his perspective back in the right place.  He shared how he was just caught up in himself, which he admitted is not so great, and that the words on my shirt snapped him out of it.  Cool, huh?  We talked for a minute while I paid for the groceries and he told me to have  a blessed day.  I left the store smiling thinking how cool God is to use such simple things as my shirt with God's words on it and then to cause me to get in that checker's line so he could end up encouraging me.  I mean, this guy had already been blessed by the words whether I knew it or not, but then me getting in his line allowed me to be blessed!!! God is so awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-6031130793964139932?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/6031130793964139932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=6031130793964139932' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6031130793964139932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6031130793964139932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/06/something-blog-worthy.html' title='Something blog worthy'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-4480686656171003177</id><published>2008-05-26T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:47:07.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals for the summer...</title><content type='html'>I am really starting to get excited about summer.  I've been outside more, walking the dog, noticing the sounds and smells and sights of summer, and it makes me happy to think of longer, lazier, fun-filled days.  At least, that's the plan.  However, if you're like me, too much fun leads to grumpy bears.  There is so much truth in the fact that we need work and a purpose to find fulfillment.  Boredom is a sure fire cause of complaining and discontentment, and while my kids might beg to differ that they would be completely happy with no structure for the summer, I've been a mom long enough to know that just won't work. So, in order for this to become reality (the fun part I mean), it means I need some goals and plans to help each of us in our house find the balance between work and play.  After all, it would be far too easy for each of us to just take the lazy part and make a run with it.  I think my kids would be TOTALLY happy to only wear a swimsuit and pajamas all summer, going from bed to the pool while only coming in for sleep and food.  They would also then feel justified in not needing a bath!  But of course, if you know me, I am just not that laid back or "nice", so my kids will have to adjust to the summer schedule.  That's where my goals come in...on my list are a few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  doing a specific Bible study with the girls in addition to our regular Bible reading&lt;br /&gt;*  reading The Light and the Glory for Kids-to teach American Christian history&lt;br /&gt;*  reading a historical fiction book on someone who made a difference for God, I'm thinking of           reading about George Muller&lt;br /&gt;*  not letting my kids brains go to pot, so there will be worksheets (but not too many)&lt;br /&gt;*  participating in the library reading program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this will keep us pretty busy, along with the swimming, but hopefully, we'll have great times learning together as well as having fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-4480686656171003177?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/4480686656171003177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=4480686656171003177' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4480686656171003177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4480686656171003177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/05/goals-for-summer.html' title='Goals for the summer...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-5608776906879326173</id><published>2008-05-16T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:09:55.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>I have to take a moment and "brag" on my eldest.  She has really been a blessing to me this week.  I took her to lunch today since she got out of school early, and she really was sweet and appreciative, which is so refreshing ya know.  At lunch, she got our drinks, mine first, then got extra salsa for us and even my take home box.  She seemed to  enjoy serving me.  Wow!  I know we all have good days and bad days, but I can really see God at work in her life, especially with her parents.  Sisters, that could be another story, but she did even buy an bigger slurpee with her own money just so she could share with her sisters.  I know these may seem like little things, but to me it shows her heart is becoming more like Jesus, little by little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been so blessed watching the Borms' and their newly adopted children.  They are sweet, loving kids and this has all just touched my heart.  Delaney, my eldest, has been touched by them also and has already gotten the privilege to bond with them Wed. and then get to watch them tonight for a couple of hours.  I told Shana it was interesting that she called tonight because as we were going to lunch today, Delaney asked when we'd get to see them again.  I told her I wasn't sure.  Little did we know Delaney would get to watch them tonight!  When I told her, she jumped up and down.  Shana was pleasantly surprised by her enthusiasm.  I am thankful for Delaney to get this opportunity to come alongside in a very small way at helping this family and learning about the gift of adoption at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-5608776906879326173?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/5608776906879326173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=5608776906879326173' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5608776906879326173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5608776906879326173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/05/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-1054314441568569701</id><published>2008-05-14T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:10:33.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check this out</title><content type='html'>Go to &lt;a href="http://jill-simplymythoughts.blogspot.com"&gt;Jill's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hear something amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-1054314441568569701?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/1054314441568569701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=1054314441568569701' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1054314441568569701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1054314441568569701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/05/check-this-out_14.html' title='Check this out'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-3952351293230500354</id><published>2008-05-14T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T08:00:04.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarification...</title><content type='html'>It seems my questionaire has brought on more questions, so I'll clarify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love black licorice, especially the kind like good n plenty, but I like red as well.&lt;br /&gt;I love playing Mario Cart on nintendo and spider solitaire on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;Where would I adopt from?  Good question, who knows, probably Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-3952351293230500354?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/3952351293230500354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=3952351293230500354' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/3952351293230500354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/3952351293230500354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/05/clarification.html' title='Clarification...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-697725973492325271</id><published>2008-05-12T17:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:54:22.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm It...</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged to play along, thanks to Carol.  Here are the rules:  (post these first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Each player answers questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;2.  At the end of the post, tag 5 people by posting their names.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Go to their site/blog and leave a comment telling them that they have been tagged, and to go to your blog.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Let the person who tagged you know when you've completed your tagged post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions:&lt;br /&gt;1. What were you doing 10 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;I just had Timmary on April 7th, so I had a newborn and a 26 mos. old.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What are 5 things on your "to do " list?&lt;br /&gt;give the kids a bath&lt;br /&gt;finish the laundry&lt;br /&gt;do my Bible study for the week&lt;br /&gt;make a phone call that is needed&lt;br /&gt;start working on VBS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are 5 snacks you enjoy?&lt;br /&gt;any kind of chips&lt;br /&gt;chocolate&lt;br /&gt;popcorn&lt;br /&gt;dried fruit&lt;br /&gt;licorice candy from Winco (bulk section)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Name some things you'd do if you were a millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;I'd travel the world, go on lots of mission trips, buy a new house, and probably adopt a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Name some places you've lived.&lt;br /&gt;California and Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Name some bad habits you have.&lt;br /&gt;I can tend to be lazy and spend too much time playing computer/nintendo games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Jobs you've had.&lt;br /&gt;I was a credit collector, accountant, preschool teacher, nursery coordinator and ice cream scooper/cake decorator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Name those you are tagging.&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;br /&gt;Jeanine&lt;br /&gt;Jill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ok, there's no one else, so I must stop at 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've enjoyed this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-697725973492325271?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/697725973492325271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=697725973492325271' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/697725973492325271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/697725973492325271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-it.html' title='I&apos;m It...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-5927098796329382463</id><published>2008-05-07T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T15:10:25.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids and shopping...</title><content type='html'>Today, I took the girls shopping at Target and decided to see if there was anything on clearance, since I can't refuse good bargains.  ( Last night, I got Delaney a dress, and two shirts for $18!) Well, today there wasn't much on sale, but the twins found dresses, not on sale, and shoes also not on sale.  I had just bought them a new pair the other day, at a good price, so they didn't need another pair, but how do you explain that.  Especially when it was a pair their friend down the street has.  I feel like I can't take them with me, because I will have to say no a million times!  Add to that, the fact that their closet is full, maybe not all new clothes.  In fact, most are hand me downs from their sisters or ones that still fit from last year.  Of course, my fashionable "inner man" wants them to have the latest, but it just didn't seem necessary.  Thankfully, there were no fits and we left without any purchases. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to Winco since our cupboards have been bare for some time.  Unlike fun clothes shopping, I really don't like grocery shopping.  I think mostly because then I have to plan meals.  you may have noticed there's no Monday menus on my blog!!!  Oh well.  At least, the cupboards are now full :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-5927098796329382463?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/5927098796329382463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=5927098796329382463' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5927098796329382463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5927098796329382463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/05/kids-and-shopping.html' title='Kids and shopping...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-9094995758804645806</id><published>2008-05-04T13:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T14:14:35.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Variety is the spice of life...</title><content type='html'>This weekend was a mini retreat for ladies at our church.  The subject: our personalities, based on the common four types:  popular sanguine(it's all about fun), powerful choleric (leaders and those who take action), perfect melancholy (likes details and plans)  and peaceful phlegmatic(need I say more).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I pretty much already knew what mine was, melancholy (in case you didn't know), but I was wondering what yours is?  It was interesting to learn how to relate to different people based on their personalities and your own.  It's also neat to know that each of us is so special and we all have strengths and weaknesses.  One of my weaknesses is being pessimistic.  So, I can tend to focus more on my weaknesses and think I have no strengths, which isn't true.  I work REALLY hard and being cheerful and giving thanks always.  But I never equated this with my personality.  I just thought there's something wrong with me.  While God does want me to be full of hope, the fact that I'm not always doesn't have to make me feel bad, I just need to take that time to lean more on the transforming power of Jesus in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for each of my friends and their different personalities. You do add spice to my life, that could otherwise be blan.  So for that I give thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-9094995758804645806?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/9094995758804645806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=9094995758804645806' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/9094995758804645806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/9094995758804645806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/05/variety-is-spice-of-life.html' title='Variety is the spice of life...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-4804392284617897499</id><published>2008-05-02T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T16:07:14.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What will they think of next?.... Never mind, I don't want to know</title><content type='html'>Today, on Klove radio, I heard that British scientists are considered, if approved by the country, to merge tissues from human embryos with those of the chimapanzee.  They would call it a humanzee!!! Crazy!!!  Of course, they want to do this for the study and transplanting of organ/organ tissues.  Anyway, they also said that if this passed it could/would cause a problem of bioethnics:  would the "creature" be subject to human rights!!! Outrageous....I don't consider myself that smart, but come on!  What are they thinking?  Actually, I know...they aren't.  Lord, please help us from messing with your creation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-4804392284617897499?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/4804392284617897499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=4804392284617897499' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4804392284617897499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4804392284617897499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-will-they-think-of-next-never-mind.html' title='What will they think of next?.... Never mind, I don&apos;t want to know'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-3211480774241774936</id><published>2008-04-27T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:03:55.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBUBDhKQt9I/AAAAAAAAABY/yj831AGsrKE/s1600-h/IMG_0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBUBDhKQt9I/AAAAAAAAABY/yj831AGsrKE/s320/IMG_0591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194058905194379218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are!!!  More to come later, if I can figure out how to do a slideshow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-3211480774241774936?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/3211480774241774936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=3211480774241774936' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/3211480774241774936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/3211480774241774936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-we-are-more-to-come-later-if-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBUBDhKQt9I/AAAAAAAAABY/yj831AGsrKE/s72-c/IMG_0591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-6694426469904472900</id><published>2008-04-27T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:24:04.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I lost the first signature, so here's a new one.  Check out my pic. on my profile.  It caused me great pains to get, but I am learning so much.  Thanks Ginger!  Next on my list is to do a slideshow of my pictures.  Don't hold your breath though ; p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/151/88919916653A5A633E35220C96265C78.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-6694426469904472900?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/6694426469904472900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=6694426469904472900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6694426469904472900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6694426469904472900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-5315924125509670955</id><published>2008-04-24T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T15:35:15.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After four attempts, I finally have a signature I am somewhat happy with.  Thanks Emma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/148/4547C674B14EDCC2A1FF6A93AC10DAC5.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-5315924125509670955?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/5315924125509670955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=5315924125509670955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5315924125509670955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5315924125509670955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/04/testing_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-1736230816053319062</id><published>2008-04-23T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T12:16:50.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Word of Encouragement</title><content type='html'>My new Bible study class is on soul-stirring conversations with God.  It's by Priscilla Schirer and the goal is to continue developing our relationship with God, through meaningful conversation.  Anywho, the verses this week are on the tongue and how we should use ours to edify, encourage and build each other up.  From my weekly verses, you can see this is a goal and need in my life.  So, I thought I would share this story from a devotional I read earlier this week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little boy taking a walk with his mom one day.  He noticed all kinds of treasures, rocks mostly, to pick up along the way.  By the end of the walk, his arms were loaded and, actually, he had to repick many up as they had fallen along the way.  He made it back with his treasures, but upon opening the door something caught his eye.  He immediately dropped all the rocks and such, for they had lost their value.  His eyes were fixed on something much more important than rocks, his daddy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to remember this when we carry burdensome treasures around.  We have a heavenly Father, if we have a relationship with Him,  who is desiring us to give Him our burdens or treasures every day.  Sometimes, we need to do as the boy did: drop everything and run to God.  If one doesn't have that relationship yet, they can!  For God longs that each of us come to him for the only relationship that will never end.  This can be found only in the One who has always been: Jesus Christ.   So no matter where we are, there is hope!  Next time I see you I hope we each have empty arms, because Jesus is carrying the load for us, so our arms will be available for a nice hug!  Lovingly, Tricia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-1736230816053319062?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/1736230816053319062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=1736230816053319062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1736230816053319062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1736230816053319062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/04/word-of-encouragement.html' title='A Word of Encouragement'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-8077008858850617351</id><published>2008-04-21T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T12:28:06.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought this was incredible.  Every new parent should be required to watch this before they have kids, not to put fear in, but to remind each of us that life is a gift from God.  No matter if we live 99 days or 99 years, we should cherish each and every life. &lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/th6Njr-qkq0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-8077008858850617351?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/8077008858850617351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=8077008858850617351' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8077008858850617351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8077008858850617351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-thought-this-was-incredible.html' title=''/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-8788454506568575115</id><published>2008-04-20T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T14:32:11.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 things...</title><content type='html'>Well, I feel challenged by Jill and Jamie, so let's see what I can come up with...here are 7 things about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My husband and I knew we were "right" for each other after about 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;2. I graduated in the top ten percent of my class.&lt;br /&gt;3. I met one of my best friends when I was 10 mos. old and we haven't lost touch.&lt;br /&gt;4. My first car was a '65 mustang, that my mom got when she was a teenager.  My husband hates that I sold it for something modern(with air and FM radio)&lt;br /&gt;5. I love peanut butter and chocolate ice cream (Umpqua brand at Winco)&lt;br /&gt;6. I used to work at GE Capital in the  collections dept. across the freeway from the Anaheim stadium (home of the Angels). I loved this job!&lt;br /&gt;7.  My first job was at Baskin Robbins.  I worked there for two years, became a shift manager and made cakes...I started when I was just 16 and quit after graduating highschool.  It was great, except for the extra pounds gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's it.  My 6 word memoir... I am not perfect, but loved....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-8788454506568575115?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/8788454506568575115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=8788454506568575115' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8788454506568575115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8788454506568575115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/04/7-things.html' title='7 things...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-6013788313540422706</id><published>2008-04-15T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T11:22:38.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very encouraging....</title><content type='html'>I just watched a very disturbing youtube about Oprah and "her" new church.  Let me know if you want to see it.  I can email it to you.  Anyway, as I was getting the girls ready for kindergarten, I decided to ask them a few questions.   Where is God? Is God in a flower?  Even (for you Ginger) is Jesus perfect? Could He have sinned?  They answered beautifully assuring me that God is not a flower and yes, Jesus is perfect so he could not have sinned.  I asked why is there bad in the world.  Answer from Merrily:  because Adam and Eve sinned.  Then, Merrily said, " Mom, why are you asking us baby questions?"  I LOVE IT!!!  WOW!!!  I told her some people unfortunately don't know these simple things so we have to tell them.  I really was just making sure I was being clear in teaching them, but she sure blessed me with that answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-6013788313540422706?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/6013788313540422706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=6013788313540422706' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6013788313540422706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6013788313540422706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/04/very-encouraging.html' title='Very encouraging....'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-3783517036915732796</id><published>2008-04-09T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:01:14.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am honored that you all are thinking of me this week.  Thanks girls!  We had a great time at Disney and walked our bums off.  We got all the girls on the "big" rides at Disney and they all had fun.  I think the last day was the best as we were more relaxed and hit the favorites one more time.  Wed. (today) we drove to San Diego and the Wild Animal Park.  We saw some wildlife, but the kids (and ourselves... aching feet)  were so tired that we didn't enjoy it as much as we could have.  There really was just a lot of walking.  Jeanine, I know what you mean.  We could've used a day of nothing too.  We left early and came to our hotel and took naps and then a swim before dinner at Macaroni Grill...yummy restaurant.  Tomorrow is Sea World, which should be great.  I was thinking of you tonight as you're at coffee night.  So, what was the discussion.  I am dying to hear!!!  As nice as vacation is, it will be good to be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-3783517036915732796?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/3783517036915732796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=3783517036915732796' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/3783517036915732796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/3783517036915732796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-honored-that-you-all-are-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-4586709744703126124</id><published>2008-04-05T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T17:25:51.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an update</title><content type='html'>Well, we made it to CA safe and sound on Sat. afternoon!  It is very nice here, so nice that I've forgotten it's only April... it feels like summer...nice!!!  We did have a scary moment when we saw smoke coming from the hood of the van.  We pulled over, turned off the air vent and it stopped.  Today, we tried to use the air...it gets warm quickly when you only can crack the windows because you're going 70 on the freeway... well, it made a strange noise right a way, so we immediately turned it off.  I guess we'll deal with that when we get home. Tomorrow, it's off to Disney!  We'll say hi to Mickey and Minnie for you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-4586709744703126124?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/4586709744703126124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=4586709744703126124' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4586709744703126124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4586709744703126124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-update.html' title='Just an update'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-5504882140002069197</id><published>2008-04-03T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:05:54.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the loop....</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been a loooonnnng week without my computer.  After many problems, it is finally back in order.  Thank you Lord Jesus!  I went to all your blogs and honestly felt a little overwhelmed.  I've missed so much!!! And since we are going on vacation, I don't have time to respond to all of it.  Plus, since I will be gone, I am sure I am going to miss much more.   Oh well, such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Jill, I too feel that I could make a full time job out of blogging, spending probably too much time here.  So, I will refrain  for now and return when I get back.  I will pray for you as you come to mind while I'm away.  If I come to mind, pray for me too.  Any time God puts someone in my mind or on my heart, I always take that as a hint from Him and pray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to update, my verses for the next few weeks are Philippians 4:4-9.  It's kind of long, so look it up if you don't already have it memorized.  I know you'll recognize it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Tricia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-5504882140002069197?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/5504882140002069197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=5504882140002069197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5504882140002069197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5504882140002069197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/04/out-of-loop.html' title='Out of the loop....'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-4322938025366956137</id><published>2008-03-25T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:55:56.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this!  Enjoy...</title><content type='html'>This is a poem Ruth Graham wrote when she was young and I love it!!!  I too like writing poems occasionally, so here is hers and then I'll post mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It isn't your gold or silver,&lt;br /&gt;your talents great or small,&lt;br /&gt;your voice, or your gift of drawing,&lt;br /&gt;or the crowd you go with at all:&lt;br /&gt;it isn't your friends or pastimes,&lt;br /&gt;your looks or your clothes so gay,&lt;br /&gt;it isn't your home or family,&lt;br /&gt;or even the things you say;&lt;br /&gt;it isn't your choice of amusements,&lt;br /&gt;it isn't the life you lead,&lt;br /&gt;it isn't the thing you prize the most,&lt;br /&gt;or the books you like to read;&lt;br /&gt;no, it isn't the things you have, dear,&lt;br /&gt;or the things you like to do,&lt;br /&gt;the Master is searching deeper...&lt;br /&gt;He seeks not yours, but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your heart that Jesus longs for;&lt;br /&gt;your will to be made His own&lt;br /&gt;with self on the cross forever,&lt;br /&gt;and Jesus alone on the throne."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I love this so much, I am thinking of framing it in my house.  How often, I lose sight that Jesus is just after ME and my heart!  Wow, to be loved that much, blows my mind away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's mine, written in 2003:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blanket of love is what we all need,&lt;br /&gt;safe and secure from all life's misdeeds.&lt;br /&gt;A place to find true peace and security;&lt;br /&gt;a place to lay down all our past history.&lt;br /&gt;At the feet of Jesus is where we will find&lt;br /&gt;the warmth of God's love and salvation to all mankind.&lt;br /&gt;He came as a baby and grew to be a man,&lt;br /&gt;with just one mission, redeem mankind, was God's only plan.&lt;br /&gt;So on the cross He died for you and me&lt;br /&gt;and rose again so we could be free.&lt;br /&gt;To all who call on Jesus from heaven above,&lt;br /&gt;He lovingly wraps in His blanket of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-4322938025366956137?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/4322938025366956137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=4322938025366956137' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4322938025366956137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4322938025366956137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-this-enjoy.html' title='I love this!  Enjoy...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-5935004960105570595</id><published>2008-03-19T14:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T14:19:33.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Verse for Week 4</title><content type='html'>Proverbs 17:22&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, to always have a cheerful heart!!! This is something I hope for all of us in my house and everyone.  Who wants dried up bones anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-5935004960105570595?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/5935004960105570595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=5935004960105570595' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5935004960105570595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5935004960105570595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/03/verse-for-week-4.html' title='Verse for Week 4'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-4035519604170372484</id><published>2008-03-14T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T10:18:22.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an Idea</title><content type='html'>Jeanine's post talked about getting kids to do chores, so I thought I would share one thing we do in our house.  Getting the kids to pray at dinner time used to be feast or famine.  They would all want to pray or no one would!  I'm sure you understand.  Anyhoo, my friend Jill shared that her kids each have a special day of the week, so I thought I would use that too.  Each of our four girls have a day of the week starting from oldest to youngest.  For instance, Delaney is Mon., Timmary is Tues., skip Wed. since we eat dinner at church, Merrily is Thurs. and Cassidy is Fri.  On their day, they set the table and then get to pray.  Over the years I've added clearing the table and sometimes doing the dishes.  Eventually I would like to add helping to prepare the meal and even planning what to have.  This works out great, no fighting and I have help four days a week!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-4035519604170372484?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/4035519604170372484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=4035519604170372484' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4035519604170372484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4035519604170372484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-idea.html' title='Just an Idea'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-2601972371375752083</id><published>2008-03-13T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T10:58:20.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayer</title><content type='html'>My oldest is spending the day at the mall for her school's science fair.  So, yesterday she came home from school and was gathering what she needed, her science project notebook, being an important item.  She frantically came to me saying she couldn't find it.  Yikes!!!  For once, praise Jesus, I didn't freak out.  I remained calm and went over possible places for her to look, to which she said she'd already looked in those spots.  I then asked if she had prayed for God to help her find it.  Yes she did that.  Ok, so I prayed too.  About a minute later, I thought of her laundry basket in her closet that had a pile of who knows what under it (it was also time to bring her laundry down).   I suggested she looked there too.  What did I hear next?  "FOUND IT"  from up the stairs!  Yeah!  God is good and He cares about every detail of our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-2601972371375752083?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/2601972371375752083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=2601972371375752083' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/2601972371375752083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/2601972371375752083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/03/answered-prayer.html' title='Answered Prayer'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-3474643054040465893</id><published>2008-03-10T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:49:33.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so excited!</title><content type='html'>Three weeks in and I'm still excited about the verse thing.  This week's verse came up in Sunday night discussion group and I thought I could use it as a reminder to help me speak encouragement to those around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 4:29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths,  but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me, as this is easier said than done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-3474643054040465893?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/3474643054040465893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=3474643054040465893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/3474643054040465893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/3474643054040465893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-so-excited.html' title='I&apos;m so excited!'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-3422367665068555051</id><published>2008-03-03T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T09:30:05.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verse for the week and a quote</title><content type='html'>Psalm 68:4&lt;br /&gt;                     Sing to God, sing praise to His name, extol Him who rides on the clouds, His name is the Lord, and rejoice before Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of all of you attempting to hide God's word in your hearts!  Give yourself a little hug from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein said, "Only a life lived for others is the life worthwhile."  That should be our goal, to live for Jesus and others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-3422367665068555051?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/3422367665068555051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=3422367665068555051' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/3422367665068555051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/3422367665068555051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/03/verse-for-week-and-quote.html' title='Verse for the week and a quote'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-8668927411996940769</id><published>2008-03-01T21:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T21:46:47.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night, my husband took his four princesses to the Father/Daughter Ball and had a wonderful time.  It all started at 4:00 p.m. when I attempted to curl 3 heads of hair, as you know one doesn't need any extra curls.  By the time I was done, the first two girls curls had already gone limp and I had broken out in a sweat.  Oh well!  It was time to get dressed.  My mom and Jerry came over with wrist corsages, that I am not sure stayed on all night, but they seemed to appreciate them.  Since grandma was there, the girls bows would all be perfect.  I don't think I will ever tie a perfect bow!  Anyway, after pictures and kisses they headed off in their limo, or Dodge Grand Caravan rather.  One last good bye and warning they better be home before midnight.  I went back in the house to quite a disarray of clothes, shoes and other things thrown around the house from the frenzy of getting ready.  Whew!  I can't imagine four future proms or weddings.  But now, it was my time.   I went to a friend's for dinner and then shopped the night away, and actually looked for things for myself!  I think I must have asked my friend if she thought they were having fun a thousand times.  When we were reunited that night, it was so fun to hear what they girls thought of the evening.  They had so much fun.  Daddy actually danced  with each of them and I think it made them feel really special.  I am so glad my husband took this time with them and I am sure it will be a memory that will last a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-8668927411996940769?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/8668927411996940769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=8668927411996940769' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8668927411996940769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8668927411996940769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-night-my-husband-took-his-four.html' title=''/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-8769540091913735043</id><published>2008-02-27T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:38:06.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a roll!</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is my 3rd day in a row blogging, a new record.  I just had to say what a blessing I had today and last week meeting with friends for lunch.  Just taking a couple hours every so often to socialize with my sisters in Christ is such a blessing.  It picks me up and gives me a boost I often need, especially when my husband is traveling and adult conversation is lacking.  So, thanks to my friends who are willing to take time out of their schedules too to have some down time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-8769540091913735043?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/8769540091913735043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=8769540091913735043' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8769540091913735043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8769540091913735043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/02/on-roll.html' title='On a roll!'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-7481577860036575246</id><published>2008-02-26T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T15:53:25.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love watching LifeToday on my local TBN station! I wish every show were like it because they have all the great christian authors and speakers that inspire me, but then maybe I wouldn't do anything except watch tv. Nevermind... Anyway, today was a new person I had never heard of who has had an extreme challenge. She shared her story how when she was 29, engaged and living for God her life suddenly changed. One night, in bed, she apparently dove off the end of her bed, literally, and woke up paralyzed! She doesn't remember if it was a dream or what. Her roommate, a nurse, found her and got her help. After some time, it seems she has use of her arms. Amazingly, she is a joyful person and her fiance decided he would not leave at the time of her greatest need. Today they have a son and she speaks at women's conferences and such. Wow! How many times do I get bent out of shape over the smallest things? Well, I hope I will think of her (when things get "tough"), who said she could choose to be bitter but what kind of choice would that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can tune in to that show, again I highly recommend it. Best thing is it's only 20 minutes long. It's like my midmorning devotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-7481577860036575246?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/7481577860036575246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=7481577860036575246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/7481577860036575246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/7481577860036575246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-watching-lifetoday-on-my-local.html' title=''/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-7453817260355923931</id><published>2008-02-25T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T07:43:55.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if?....</title><content type='html'>Hey ladies, I don't know about you, but I was very inspired last night hearing Dr. Jerry Pipes speak.  Everything he says is encouraging and helpful.  One thing that really stood out was his dedication to memorize one verse a week for the last 35 years!!!  Wow!  I love how he emphasized really learning God's word verse by verse.  I am afraid it is an almost lost discipline for many of us. But knowing this alone does me no good.  So here's my idea:  what if we all took this seriously and learned a new verse every week.  We could even do this with our kids and/or husbands.  Wouldn't that be an awesome way to spend time together as a family?!!  And if you're like me, I learn much better when I speak something, which is always more fun when there's someone listening and learning with you.  We could even take this and share with each other the verses we are learning when we get together for coffee or whatever.  That would be great accountability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our verse for the week: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 kings 2:3          "Observe what the Lord your God requires:  walk in His ways, and keep His decrees and commands His laws and requirements, as written in the Law of Moses, so that you may prosper in all you do and wherever you go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing in His grace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-7453817260355923931?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/7453817260355923931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=7453817260355923931' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/7453817260355923931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/7453817260355923931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-if.html' title='What if?....'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-1102945011279847442</id><published>2008-02-07T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T16:42:59.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drum Roll Please...</title><content type='html'>And the winner is... Jill!!!  I really wasn't sure if anyone would've known this.  I read the quote in Ruth Bell Graham's book &lt;em&gt;It's my turn&lt;/em&gt;.   Yeah, for you.  Now, we just have to find time to get together for coffee...hmm... sounds like an excuse to get together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-1102945011279847442?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/1102945011279847442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=1102945011279847442' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1102945011279847442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1102945011279847442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/02/drum-roll-please.html' title='Drum Roll Please...'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-1124088826941027411</id><published>2008-02-04T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T14:05:18.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who?</title><content type='html'>The following is an excerpt from a journal I've read of someone famous. I was surprised that this person could have felt this way (on motherhood), as I envision this lady to being someone who must be practically perfect, (no, it's not Mary Poppins) due to the fact of who she's married to. Furthermore, I admit and confess to feeling exactly the same way at times. Anyway, thought it would be fun if any of you could figure out who it is. If you can, I will treat the first right guesser(?) to coffee ASAP. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am a weak, lazy, indifferent character; casual where I should be concerned, concerned where I should be carefree; self-indulgent, hypocritical, begging God to help me when I am hardly willing to lift a finger for myself; quarrelsome where I should be silent, silent where I should be outspoken; vacillating, easily distracted and sidetracked. There it is. All that I am not, He is; all that I am and should not be, He forgives and covers. But this remains: I am not big enough for the job ahead of me. Not big enough, or strong enough, or wise enough, or loving enough, or selfless enough, or anything enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this!!! Thankfully, Jesus is big enough to cover all of us in all areas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings for your day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-1124088826941027411?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/1124088826941027411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=1124088826941027411' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1124088826941027411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1124088826941027411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/02/guess-who.html' title='Guess Who?'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-521240958645877098</id><published>2008-02-01T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:48:02.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea for Three!</title><content type='html'>Merrily and Cassidy each received a china tea set from my mom for their birthdays this year, so one of their favorite things to do is have a tea party.  Today was one of those days.  Merrily asked if we could have a tea party for lunch before kindergarten.  I hesitated and thought to myself, "no, I really don't feel like doing that now.  It's more work for me than what I feel like doing" but, I decided it was worth it.  What mom wouldn't be honored to have such a special time with her girls?!  They really do love it and enjoy practicing their "tea manners" so, I set to preparing lunch and tea while they set the table special for the occasion.  It turned out to be a sweet moment with my daughters, and one I hope they will remember when they are grown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-521240958645877098?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/521240958645877098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=521240958645877098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/521240958645877098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/521240958645877098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/02/tea-for-three.html' title='Tea for Three!'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-1275847279354012323</id><published>2008-01-31T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:59:18.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, what do you think?</title><content type='html'>I decided to change my blog name to something more sophisticated and more closely reveals my heart.  (For now, my address will remain the same, as it's too complicated for me to change now, at least in my mind.)  I make so many mistakes every day, that if it weren't for the love of Jesus, I would have no hope. But praise God I do and you can too, if you trust Him as your savior. All my love as we journey together into ... graceful living!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-1275847279354012323?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/1275847279354012323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=1275847279354012323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1275847279354012323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1275847279354012323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-what-do-you-think.html' title='So, what do you think?'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-4763783279088885994</id><published>2008-01-28T12:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T12:26:02.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living for God</title><content type='html'>My devotional today struck me today as being very applicable.  It started with the question," Are you determined to have your own way in living for God?"  How's that for an opening!  Pretty much straight to the point, huh?  So, it made me think.  I want God's will, but how many times do we want to live for God in our own way?  Let's face it, most of us have an idea of what WE think our lives should be like; what we do, where we live, who we hang out with, but do we really give ourselves completely to God to live for Him His way?  Well, it gives me lots to think about. &lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-4763783279088885994?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/4763783279088885994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=4763783279088885994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4763783279088885994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4763783279088885994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/01/living-for-god.html' title='Living for God'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-4505419824566681969</id><published>2008-01-18T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T13:01:51.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on track...I hope!</title><content type='html'>Well, I am back, I think!?!  Actually, I was going to post this a couple of weeks ago, but since I was planning a trip away, I thought I better take care of that business instead of spending time here.  We watched a video from Pastor Jim Cymbala at the Brooklyn Tabernacle Church in NY and it was very moving.  He read the scripture where Jesus overturned tables and said that His house should be a house of prayer.  Wow!  I must admit, I never thought much about it really.  To me, God's house is where I go to worship and praise Him and fellowship with other believers (totally Biblical, right?) But Jesus himself referred to His house as not these things, but a prayer house.  So, why don't we spend more time there praying?  Why do I not feel the need to attend our own prayer meetings?  Why do I not even tell my friends how they could pray for me or vice versa?  Well, it made me think anyway.  So, here is what I propose:  why don't we call on each other more regularly with our prayer needs, whatever they might be.  It doesn't matter that for the most part my needs are not physical (the easiest and most heard requests).  No mine are definitely more spiritual and emotional and dare I say, mental.  Afterall, the battlefield is the mind.  How about yours?  Please join me in praying about this.  You can start by lifting me up for guidance with my girls, one of which has been struggling with turning in assignments on time, and by praying I will be a great wife, even though I would love to have my husband home everynight and not travel (by the way, there might be a new lead in this area!).  As I speak, colds are going through our home, so I do pray we will all be well so we can go to church together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you all probably do pray, but the reminder to pray specifically always helps, doesn't it?  And I will return the favor.  I can picture each one of you right now and pray can't I ?  Let me know specifically how I can pray for you and I will consider it an honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Christ's love, Tricia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-4505419824566681969?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/4505419824566681969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=4505419824566681969' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4505419824566681969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/4505419824566681969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-on-tracki-hope.html' title='Back on track...I hope!'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-8801524229940387150</id><published>2007-12-04T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T22:30:23.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Golden Compass/ Oprah's new mission</title><content type='html'>I just checked out a synopsis of this upcoming movie on &lt;a href="http://www.pluggedinonline.com/"&gt;http://www.pluggedinonline.com&lt;/a&gt; under the "This week only"  section.  It is very disturbing!  Please read it for yourself.  These are books we need to keep our kids away from.  Even more so, my fear is they will be embraced in public schools.  Whether that affects you or not, please pray for those children's safety and protection from the lies of these books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another huge concern is about Oprah's "mission" to innoculate the world(she has millions if not billions of fans, as you know) with her new "new age" following.  I received another disturbing email about this.  I hope you got it and if so, I am sure were equally disturbed.  WHAT IS THIS WORLD COMING TO???  I am sure it is the beginning of the end.  Great for us christians, but not so great for anyone else.  Anyway, her plan is to have daily "readings" under this new age idea, which ultimately and subtly can turn who knows how many from the TRUTH, while being disguised as the truth.  Lord God, please help us and have mercy on us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you can tell my heart is heavy and serious tonight, but I must leave you with hope.  As Jesus himself said, "In this world you will have tribulation, but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world."  Hallelujah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-8801524229940387150?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/8801524229940387150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=8801524229940387150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8801524229940387150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8801524229940387150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2007/12/golden-compass-oprahs-new-mission.html' title='The Golden Compass/ Oprah&apos;s new mission'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-5546444681526241823</id><published>2007-11-26T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:49:06.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A List of 1000 Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, my family has taken the challenge to think of 1000 things we are thankful for before the end of the year.  I must say we are off to a great start and have already passed number 100 .  Yeah!  I think it really does put things in perspective for me.  Do I live in my dream house?  No, but it is warm and plenty big.  Do I always appreciate my husband's traveling job?  No, but he does provide for our family through it.  Are my kids perfect?  No, but I can see God at work and his grace evident everyday.  Now, this also doesn't mean I am not prone to complaining from time to time, but when I think of all that I have and all that matters maybe it will cause me to praise the giver of all good things instead.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Rejoice in the Lord always, and again I say rejoice."  Phillipians 4:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-5546444681526241823?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/5546444681526241823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=5546444681526241823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5546444681526241823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5546444681526241823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2007/11/list-of-1000-things.html' title='A List of 1000 Things'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-1802293056940522206</id><published>2007-11-24T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T22:27:31.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's your foundation?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tonight our family fitness group got together and talked about having a firm foundation built on Jesus Christ.  He alone is the only foundation that cannot be shaken.  Everything else in life is temporary and fleeting, but not Him.  He is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow.  I am so thankful for that.  I hope and pray our kids(and I mean everyone's in the group) will have Jesus as their firm foundation and not trust in anything else.  In fact, if you are reading this I hope this for you too!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am reading this great book called &lt;em&gt;The Way of Women&lt;/em&gt; and one character says to another going through a great tragedy something I thought very profound and true. " I only know one way , and that is Jesus.  His name is the most powerful word in our world.  I say His name, over and over, whenever things get so heavy and deep I cannot bear them.  I say that name above all names until I can sing it.  Only one word, easy to remember."  Amazing!  So, after reading that I decided to be more aware and just say His name in the midst of my trouble and you know what, it helped amazingly!!!  Not that I didn't think it would, but I did not go on and on with all my babble, just His name, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus....try it and you'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-1802293056940522206?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/1802293056940522206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=1802293056940522206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1802293056940522206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1802293056940522206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2007/11/wheres-your-foundation.html' title='Where&apos;s your foundation?'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-8344712236707174465</id><published>2007-11-24T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T22:14:14.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The strangest thing happened tonight....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;My husband went upstairs to check on the kids tonight and the strangest thing happened.  Merrily and Cassidy came into our room and he asked them what they were doing.  They replied they were here for their spanking.  He looked at them like "what for?"  to which they told him one had been up in the other's bed.  He thought wow, what do I do with this?  Thinking quickly, he told them he would show them some mercy and they could just get back to bed.  They persisted and insisted by stating that he was supposed to spank them for their discipline.  Well, he had to comply to our own rules, right?  I just thought it amazing that they knew in their hearts what was wrong, admitted it and were willing to face the consequences.  Maybe we are doing something right!  Thank you Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-8344712236707174465?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/8344712236707174465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=8344712236707174465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8344712236707174465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8344712236707174465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2007/11/strangest-thing-happened-tonight.html' title='The strangest thing happened tonight....'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-7379461847711025653</id><published>2007-11-24T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T01:09:54.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The craziness begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Well, we had a wonderful Thanksgiving!  Great food, relaxing afternoon, fun playing Mexican train with the big kids while the 3 little ones had fun together and the guys watched football.  I couldn't have asked for a better day, and I only had to make green bean casserole!  To top it off, today my wonderful hubby spent 5 hours under our house putting in a new electrical outlet so I can use this wonderful contraption without an extension cord.  Praise the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;So now for the craziness...  figuring out what to get everyone for Christmas!  Actually, I think I have most of that down, but I haven't a clue what to get the twins for their 6th birthday, the day after Christmas.  I mean what do they really need for Christmas let alone their birthday the next day???  Someone please help!  As I am writing this at 1:00 in the morning, not being able to sleep or slow my brain down despite the fact I took a tylenol pm an hour ago, their is no brainstorming going on here tonight!  Oh well, I am reminded of the verse about not worrying, which reminds me how much I need to give everything to God, even my girl's birthday lists.  If God  gives you any ideas for me, I'd gladly listen!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-7379461847711025653?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/7379461847711025653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=7379461847711025653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/7379461847711025653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/7379461847711025653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2007/11/craziness-begins.html' title='The craziness begins!'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-323775928706657611</id><published>2007-11-22T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T11:01:05.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKSGIVING AND JOY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;As I went to bed last night, I was thinking of things I was thankful to God for and the JOY acronymn (Jesus, others, you)  came to mind.  First, of course, I am thankful for Jesus and His continual transforming process he is doing in my life.  I may have a long way to go, but I am world's away from where I used to be.  I guess you could say I am getting closer to heaven, both physically and spiritually.  Second, I am so thankful for everyone in my life and my friends are on the top of the list.  Some of my friends and I got together at our favorite hangout, Starbucks to enjoy each other's company.  What a blessing it always is to share life with these friends through encouragement and laughter!  Last, after Jesus and others is myself.  I am thankful that even though I am not perfect, my God and Savior loves me so much just the way I am, but loves me so much He doesn't want me to stay that way.   No matter what challenges await for me there is always hope in Christ my Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope you will have a blessed Thanksgiving enjoying the company of whoever you are with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 Thess. 5:18  "In everything give thanks, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love, Tricia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-323775928706657611?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/323775928706657611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=323775928706657611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/323775928706657611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/323775928706657611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-and-joy.html' title='THANKSGIVING AND JOY!'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-1933429653030505942</id><published>2007-11-05T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:10:33.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of the Holidays!</title><content type='html'>The holidays are upon us and I thought I would share our newest idea, hopefully a new tradition. We usually draw names for adults on my husband's side of the family. (My siblings and I don't even do that) But this year we all agreed to forgo that and give to some christian charity in honor of each other. We are all so blessed and I figured our money would be more wisely used doing this instead of getting each other something we don't really need anyway. It's not that I don't love to give. I do! But I want to be a good steward of our money and let's face it, even Christians struggle with not giving into our culture's influence: MATERIALISM. So, this is just one more easy way to show our kids it's not about the gifts, but the giving. After all, God gave us the ultimate gift in Jesus. Shouldn't we be willing to give to Him at Christmas too? Maybe if we did, there would be more joy around this blessed day; I know there would be in mine and less stress!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-1933429653030505942?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/1933429653030505942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=1933429653030505942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1933429653030505942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/1933429653030505942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2007/11/speaking-of-holidays.html' title='Speaking of the Holidays!'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-5460699296881931625</id><published>2007-10-30T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T10:57:44.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Costumes...argghh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I will just spit it out!  I Hate halloween and costumes!!! Call me a fuddy duddy, but I just don't like it.  It costs money I don't have and takes time I'd rather spend doing something else.  And it takes brain power to figure out what my four girls will be!  And who cares anyway?  Not me.  In fact, I could do without all the candy too.  Like we need it!  I know half of it will mysteriously disappear next garbage day.  So, it is Tuesday and Timmary has no costume and I'm starting to get stressed out about it.  Oh well, I'll do what it takes to succomb to the pressures of the culture this time, with a little bit of a grudge.  Mind you, I am not saying I don't love to have fun, it's just the getting ready for it I dread.  I know our family will have a blast at our churches Harvest Party and that will be enough to put a smile on my face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-5460699296881931625?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/5460699296881931625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=5460699296881931625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5460699296881931625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/5460699296881931625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-costumesargghh.html' title='Halloween Costumes...argghh'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-6389506337702410072</id><published>2007-10-29T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T11:52:58.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your purpose?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, so I am in this parenting class, Shepherding a Child's Heart, and we talked yesterday about the purpose of our lives, which is to glorify God and enjoy Him forever.  So, my question for thought is are we fulfilling our purpose?  Does everything I do glorify God?  I'm afraid I have to confess I do not always glorify God.  Not that I don't want to, but sometimes I just don't think about it enough or even just want to do things my way!  Of course, this is not right.  We need to be more conscious of our choices whether it is our thoughts, words or actions.  There is only one way I could ever hope to do this.  The answer is PRAYER!  This isn't a new thought, but just a reminder.  Jesus is waiting and living to intercede for us whatever our situation and wherever we are, so maybe I should include Him in everything always.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Verse for the week: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hebrews 7:24-25    Because Jesus lives forever, He has a permanent priesthood.  Therefore He is able to save completely those who come to God through Him, because He always lives to intercede for them(us!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What an awesome thought!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-6389506337702410072?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/6389506337702410072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=6389506337702410072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6389506337702410072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6389506337702410072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2007/10/whats-your-purpose.html' title='What&apos;s your purpose?'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-8423189003949361456</id><published>2007-10-20T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T22:37:50.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Recipe!!!   Artichoke Chicken</title><content type='html'>Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 chicken breasts&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. mayo&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. parmesan (the kind in a can)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. artichoke hearts in water (drained)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix mayo, parmesan and artichokes together.  Spray pan.  Spoon mixture over chicken and bake @350 for 50-60 min.  (if some in your family don't like artichoke hearts you can spoon these on top of half the chicken).  YUM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-8423189003949361456?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/8423189003949361456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=8423189003949361456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8423189003949361456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/8423189003949361456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-recipe-artichoke-chicken.html' title='New Recipe!!!   Artichoke Chicken'/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374941453634136711.post-6891773706878108962</id><published>2007-10-20T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T19:49:00.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've Arrived!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my first official blog.  Thanks to my wonderful friend, Jill, I am now a blogger!  Whew!  The only thing is now that I have a blog, I really don't have much to say.  Oh well, I know it will come to me.  If you have high expectations of my blogging capacities, please lower them now.  I have no idea where this will lead, but I will enjoy myself nonetheless.  Ok, so now I've babbled about nothing and am getting a kink in my neck so I'll go for now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374941453634136711-6891773706878108962?l=crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/feeds/6891773706878108962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2374941453634136711&amp;postID=6891773706878108962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6891773706878108962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374941453634136711/posts/default/6891773706878108962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazymama-tricia.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-arrived-this-is-my-first-official.html' title=''/><author><name>Tricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07136620296184743754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_RCHgCs87HvU/SBT6gBKQt6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pSr4jpdhocc/S220/IMG_0793a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
