tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63595427968391364082024-02-19T00:16:45.160-06:00DPWLizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-5932903561198283772015-09-19T09:59:00.002-05:002015-09-19T09:59:44.743-05:00A little detour <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">At the beginning of this year I announced that I would be updating the site and moving. Then I went silent for about six months which was completely unexpected on my end. My life took a little detour:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">While we are absolutely thrilled about adding another member to our family the journey has been rocky, and at times quite frightening. I was submitted to the hospital at 11 weeks and was on a strict rest order for a couple of months after. The experience has been painful physically and has definitely been emotionally exhausting. So, that is where I have been during my hiatus. I am still planning my new site though! so please tune in again soon as I hope to have things up and running in a few weeks.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Much love to you all!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Liz </span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-32319883544463016952015-02-27T14:35:00.000-06:002015-02-27T14:35:35.910-06:00A little longer<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hey everyone! Looks like it'll be a week and a half or so before I can get things ready to get the blog going again. So please check back! I am praying big things for the blog and I am so excited to see what God does :)<br />
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-Liz </div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-10504511990563944172015-02-19T21:28:00.001-06:002015-02-19T21:28:17.804-06:00Moving <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>Hey everyone! I know it has been a very long time since I have written a post but I was dealing with some health issues that were making it difficult for me to do anything in my free time. I am happy to say though that I will be back in the full swing of things very soon! I will be moving to Wordpress so I will give a link to the new site as well. Can't wait to be writing again! :) </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>-Liz</b></span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-31384466323288637412014-07-21T00:08:00.002-05:002014-07-21T00:08:22.661-05:00When all you've got, still isn't enough.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It was about dinner time and once again my kitchen was a complete disaster. As in every inch of counter space was occupied by dirty bowls, used pots, and pans, and a nice line of cups with crusty utensils in them. I just wanted to scream. I didn't have the courage to delve into this terrifying spectacle to clean it. And I sure didn't feel like cooking afterwards! <br />Do you ever have times in your life where you feel like you've been through the wringer one too many times? Times where you tell yourself "There's a light at the end of this tunnel, I know it" only to realize it's not coming any time soon? <br />That has been my story for at least the past twelve months. I don't think I realized how often I was just in "survival mode" getting through the day but getting nothing out of it. And I certainly wasn't putting anything into my life that's for sure! <br /><br />
Although I have been pursuing answers for my physical exhaustion through blood tests and such to check my thyroid (results I haven't had reviewed yet) I've realized that my weariness was more then skin deep. The past four years of my life have been ones of continuous turmoil and heartache. Everything seemed as if it was spinning out of control. All the while I was doing what I could to control my little part of the world in my family, and in my home. This was such a huge mistake on my part because there are very few things that I can control or have influence over. I cannot keep someone from breaking my heart, I cannot prevent a car from breaking down, ensure my child won't get sick or dodge tragedy. I can't do any of that. The only thing that I can do is control my response. And my response to life's many downs was this: fear. Overwhelming, panic inducing fear. I'm just one big ball of stress! <br />But the other day I was listening to a sermon by a Minister called Adrian Rogers. It was like a light switch was turned on, now I understood! <br />It was a sermon about stress and how we should deal with stress. Boy, did I get an earful! <br />You see, as the pastor explained, we have mainly three sources of stress <br />1. Thing that we have to do- ie. work, take care of kids, house, etc.<br />2. Opportunities we don't want to lose- ie. new house, that raise you've been waiting for, etc.<br />3. Things we want to do or get done or feel obligated to do- ie. that big remodel, fundraiser for the kids soccer team, etc. <br />All of these things put stress on our lives. And if they are not handled properly they can become a big pain in the rear. Or like in my case, run your life. I don't know about you but I am sick and tired of living in survival mode! I want to have the abundant life that isn't controlled by stress and fear. That's why I was so glad to hear the easy solution: wait on God. I know, I know. If you are like me you have probably heard that a few hundred times. You may have had a well meaning friend from Bible Study group tell you, "Just let God handle it , dear, it'll work out." But then you're in the midst of great conflict, "waiting", and nothing happens! Where is God?<br /><br />
I know this: God never leaves our side. Especially during difficulty. But 99.99999% of the time He is working in ways we either don't expect or see right now. <br />You see, we aren't promised a life without sorrows or trials but we are promised strength and provision. This is something that I am continually learning because when things aren't moving the way I would like them to I like to take the reigns. Since obviously I am well equipped to do so ;) <br />Waiting on the Lord doesn't mean sitting on your behind all day fretting, wondering what is going to happen next. It's seeking Him in every. Single. Moment. <br /><br />
Breathe. Be thankful for what you have already been given. If you can't find something to be thankful about right now, thank Him for what He is doing for your future.<br /><br />
Love you all sweet readers,<br />Lizzy </div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-1752725965468044062014-06-29T16:43:00.001-05:002014-06-29T16:43:04.460-05:00Happy Days :) <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We are having a nice lazy summer here :) B was actually off for Father's Day, and while we didn't have a big event it was so nice to just have him home. Our little lake is a nice getaway for us. We enjoy walking on the little beach, watching S play on the play set, and swinging on large wooden swings while watching the sun set. My sister and her friend stayed with us for a week and it was such a sweet time of fellowship. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am soaking up this sweet time for our family</span>. <span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I hope that your summer is splendid as well! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Liz </span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-63364337048341693352014-06-13T00:16:00.000-05:002014-06-13T00:20:49.303-05:00Blauer Tactical Boots Review <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>We received a pair of boots from Blauer for review purposes. No other compensation was received. All opinions are our own. </i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">If there is one thing you can be sure of in the EMS profession it's the long, hard hours that wear on you physically and mentally. And if you've been working in EMS for any length of time you also know that with those long hours comes wear and tear on your gear and uniforms. Around here we try to make things last as long as possible so we take extra care of my hubby's gear, especially his boots. When we were presented with the opportunity to try out a new product from Blauer we were excited at the chance and we are more then happy to share our experience with you, dear readers! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Blauer has been around for over 75 years in the business of providing top of the line quality in Police, Fire, and EMS gear. Because of their commitment they strive to provide a product that is both functional and of the best quality in material. The boots we received were nothing short of this expectation. If you would like to learn more about Blauer and other products they offer you can check out their website at <a href="http://www.blauer.com/" rel="nofollow">www.blauer.com</a> . </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Although I like to think I was just as excited to see the boots when they arrived on our doorstep as my hubby, I'll let him tell you about his experience with the boots and his thoughts ;) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Hey everyone! I'm going to take over Liz's page for a minute and tell you about the product I was able to try out. So the particular boot that I decided to test is a waterproof model. The Blitz 8" Waterproof model to be exact. You can see all of the specs at this link <a href="http://www.blauer.com/law-enforcement/footwear/boots/blitz-8-waterproof-boot-fw028wp.html" rel="nofollow">http://www.blauer.com/law-enforcement/footwear/boots/blitz-8-waterproof-boot-fw028wp.html</a> </span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfsKe5Q-cbwVFJsXzFutJmIixSZOueSv-l7MuaQrnAI5585XKj2mHgIiAjCpjcfrSDNdVkRppVh8NHHeRL4K4J8Vi93XZOLWem0xC88gkBcXswAJ72b2niH5gtwiOxh2hLWCCs_MQSXAoK/s1600/IMG_7189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfsKe5Q-cbwVFJsXzFutJmIixSZOueSv-l7MuaQrnAI5585XKj2mHgIiAjCpjcfrSDNdVkRppVh8NHHeRL4K4J8Vi93XZOLWem0xC88gkBcXswAJ72b2niH5gtwiOxh2hLWCCs_MQSXAoK/s1600/IMG_7189.JPG" height="425" width="640" /></a><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> When seeing the boots for the first time they appeared to be on the bulky side so I was curious to see how they would perform. However, upon wearing them I was pleasantly surprised to find out how comfortable they were for the size of the boot. They were also very light, more so than other water proof boots that I have worn in the past. Unlike other new boots that I have worn I had no blisters or soreness in the first few days while breaking them in which was so nice. I credit all of the padding in the boots for this as they seemed to be cushioned in all of the right places. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> They also exceeded my expectations for being water proof. I wore them for three weeks on night shift and encountered very rainy weather, trudged through the mud in ditches and they were very durable. They didn't even seem to scratch easy. The sole I believe is excellent. Very strong and durable in the short time that I attempted to torture it. The grip is very good as well. A very rubbery, almost stickiness to it. Most boots with this sort of grip always seem to lose its "stickiness" where this boot did not.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The boots are also very warm. Sometimes too warm for our weather here in the South during late Spring, and Summer. That's the only downside that I could see to the boot but that is my personal situation. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">These boots also had new lacing technology that I actually liked more then I thought I would. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">It works very smoothly. I loved being able to pop it out and immediately could kick them off at the station. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Only issue was putting them on when we got a run. At first I didn't mind twisting them on but after several runs it got a little annoying at 3 in the morning when everyone else was sleeping to hear the ticking sound of putting it back on. It did become a running joke at the station that everyone could hear me getting ready lol. It took quite a bit longer than a zipper to put back on. But it wasn't that bad. Overall I loved the idea of it. Much more comfortable not having the zipper on the side of the boot and the cable or cord that tightens up the boot did so in an even manner. Though sometimes due to the heat it would have been nice to just loosen up the upper part of the boot by itself. Yet, again I do realize that is situational due to my climate. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> Probably the least important analyses of the boot would be the appearance and look of the boot. Everyone will have a different opinion of the boot but I personally originally thought the boot was not the prettiest boot. But after wearing the boot for hours and hours I don't mind the looks. The performance of the boot outweighs the looks any day and I am more about practicality than looks.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Overall I do like the boot. Anyone looking for a waterproof, strong, durable, warm, lightweight boot with a touch of modern technology, this is an excellent choice. If you are in a warm climate like me this might not be your first choice for a traditional all-weather boot. But in the winter time this will be the boot that I wear. I hope this helps anyone in search of their next field boots. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">*Again if you would like to see this particular pair of boots or any of the other products they carry just check out Blauer's website at <a href="http://www.blauer.com/" rel="nofollow">www.blauer.com</a> </span><br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-13629537015563208222014-06-12T01:25:00.001-05:002014-06-12T01:25:43.122-05:00More updates coming soon!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I have so missed writing this past month and I am so excited about the future on this blog as I am carving out more time to devote to it. Thank you for all of your faithful support in reading it and for the sweet emails that I receive from all of you. It truly touches my heart! Please stay tuned as I continue to make changes and bring more posts to you.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">God Bless! </span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-85644170763574462652014-03-15T00:09:00.003-05:002014-03-15T00:09:49.942-05:00Longest winter. EVER.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I know that I am not the only one complaining about this freak weather that has been plaguing just about every corner of our country. But where I am come from and where we live we aren't really used to this kind of weather so when I woke up one morning and I saw this: </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I was surprised. But I was not a fun mom. I didn't take my little one out to play with the white stuff, even though it could be another few years before she sees snow again. We enjoyed it inside the comfort of our snug little house.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I have to admit it was beautiful though! Even though I was stuck inside my house for a week until the ice melted. At least I buy groceries for two weeks worth of food when I shop otherwise it would have been a pain in the rear. S and I tried to entertain ourselves as best we could since hubby is on the special rescue team for disasters and such. Not sure what they are called all I know is he was on call like a lot. So, boo winter! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">But I can't complain too much when I have this little cutie for company :) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">How did little Miss entertain herself the whole time you ask? Oh, by drawing on whatever clean wall surface with crayons. *Sigh* just when I think I have found every last one and confiscated it she ends up with another one and draws before I can catch her. Usually while I am cooking or doing laundry. I guess we have a future artist on our hands. She won't be able to say I never let her express herself! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I had to get a pick of her adorable little curls. Her hair is getting long! she will be 2 in a couple of months. I can't believe how fast the time has gone! :( </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> And boy does she have personality! One night after her bath I told her to go in the living room and pick a book for me to read to her before bed, while I went to get her PJ's. I come back and find her like this </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> That's our copy of Sherlock Holmes' mysteries. What is so hilarious is that she actually had it right side up! She makes me laugh everyday.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">That's all I have this time folks. I'm just ready for sunshine and swimming pools. Can I get an amen? </span></div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-51443078763321796942014-03-06T23:38:00.002-06:002014-03-06T23:38:46.190-06:00Before you get the wrong idea about me <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I wanted to respond to a comment from a dear reader in one of my previous posts. I just want to make sure that ya'll know that I am coming from an honest heart when I write, and I am far, far from perfect. The question was something along the lines of why the wives have to do all of the changing, and take on extra responsibilities for the good of the family. This is a hard question because I have honestly struggled with this myself. Why do I have to be both parents to our child half of the time? Why do I have to be the one to get up every night with a baby when I'm sick myself? Why do I have to deal with being lonely while he's gone? etc.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Friends, it isn't easy! And when I realized what my role as a wife meant I wanted to tell God to take it back. It wasn't fair! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Now, I know that I cannot speak to everyone's situation, only to my own. And if you are struggling in a marriage where you are definitely pulling your weight along with that of a small elephant, I am so sorry. And I want you to know that is not the way God planned marriage. Marriage is a PARTNERSHIP. Both giving equally and working together to make a strong unified force. But life isn't perfect, and neither are people. This is where things get a little hairy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">By nature we are selfish beings. We look out for numero uno. When we have to start looking at another person's needs above our own, a fight starts in our hearts and minds. Self doesn't want to give to others what it can keep for it's own benefit. And when it does give up something for someone and that person isn't grateful, then heaven help us, it isn't fair! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am not preaching to anyone but myself here. This is what I have struggled with in our marriage; feeling like I wasn't getting my fair share. You want to know what I honestly think spurs my thought processes that are destructive?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I blame our culture. I blame it for putting the idea in my head that what I do is insignificant because my only job occupation is a wife/mother. I blame our culture for making any woman believe that no matter how hard she works at that full time job while taking care of her family at home that she will always be inferior to a man. Hang in here with me dear friends. I'm trying to make a point.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I have a question: Do you feel like you could ever be good at anything if you do not believe in your value as a person? Maybe that isn't the right question. Let me put it this way: Would you find more joy in whatever occupation you have, whether it be a working mom or a stay at home mom if you believed that you had value not only in your relationship to your husband but as a woman? Ladies, when God put Adam in that Garden he saw that it was not good for him to be alone. Sure, Adam could have landscaped the Garden on his own, probably managed the animals on his own, and well, he didn't really have to cook now did he? So he wouldn't have starved to death. But God said, "It is not good for man to be <u>alone.</u>" (my emphasis added). We are important. What we do is important. Yes, times have changed and so many women now have way more responsibilities then ever before. But we were created for a special, specific purpose. I could go off on a whole other topic but I want to reign this in here before it gets away with me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">When I approach my marriage with the attitude that I am worthless and can contribute nothing then I am walking into a deep pit because fear is going to rule my life. And it has, for a long time. When I approach my marriage with the realization that God created me for this specific purpose and role then that gives me value. Am I making any sense here? I am not less then my husband. I am different, but equal. Let me see if I can tie this all together. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Knowing that God created me as a woman to fulfill a specific purpose in His plan gives me so much joy! It doesn't matter what I do today, if it's just a load of laundry, and picking up toys all day God wants me here right now. And I believe with all my heart that He is proud of me and that He sees my struggles everyday. Oh, but what joy must fill His heart when I wake up the next day and say, "Lord, You are my portion and strength. Whatever Your plan for today is give me strength to do it well." </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> In the end the only person that I can change is me. My circumstances may be hard but I don't have to dwell in them. When I give them over to God and just focus everyday on what my task is for that day I don't have to worry. God is taking care of the rest. He changes hearts, and He hears our cries. In Him I have my purpose, and the promise that whatever His plans for my life is HE will be the One to accomplish them. Not me.When I know that God is taking care of everything I don't have to worry that self will be taken care of. When I am serving others I am doing it because I love God and He has done way more for me. Now, I can't just give, and give and not have anything fill me up. But I feel like that is for a whole other discussion. I guess that is my answer to the question. I can't change most circumstances like the fact that I probably do more then the average wife/mom with a husband that works a typical 9 to 5 job. But like I said my husband isn't just a job description and sometimes it's hard for me to separate that from my relationship with him. I made a commitment to him, for better or worse. Some days it feels like worse lol. But the rest of those days are best. </span><br />
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you all to know that I pray if you are weary tonight that God will give
you rest, and if you are weak that God will be your strength , and that
if are battered from this thing called life, that God will fight for
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to the reader who took the time to comment, thank you for sharing your
heart. I hope that you are able to get some much needed rest, and that God
will strengthen your heart. Hang in there! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I hope that I made some sense. I feel like I circled the bush but didn't quite get to the point :-/ I was thinking of so much it was hard to write it all down and make sense. Let me know what you think and if you can relate. I hope that everyone has a great night! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Lizzy</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them." Ephesians 2:10 </span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-91610628959402164492014-03-03T00:27:00.002-06:002014-03-03T00:27:52.459-06:00Sorry for being MIA<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sorry for being absent but my computer was struck with ANOTHER virus. Ugh. So frustrating. It seems to be on the mend now so I will try to post later.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Liz </span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-62538616394842003602014-01-24T23:15:00.000-06:002014-05-27T11:27:14.429-05:00Let's take it a step further <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">So in my last post I discussed how I've realized there is a big learning curve when it comes to relating to a spouse that is in EMS. Since then I have read a couple of really good articles that have added to my head knowledge concerning this matter. The first one a fellow Paramedic wife showed me, and the very next day when my husband came home he was pulling it up for me, saying they were all so true! lol the link for it is <a href="http://voices.yahoo.com/tips-survive-being-married-paramedic-3700116.html?cat=41" rel="nofollow">here. </a>This lady definitely knows what she is talking about since she is a former Medic she has "been there." The second article is about a topic that I have been wanting to research closely because I think it is a major factor in why marriages in this line of work take a real beating. It's called Burn Out or more specifically Post Traumatic Stress. This has been on my heart lately because I feel like as a wife I need to be acutely aware of my husband's emotional, and mental health with work. They endure so much every shift with all of the highs and lows in adrenaline, and then with what they see. It's enough to make any person exhausted. So <a href="http://www.emsworld.com/article/10776875/post-traumatic-stress-disorder-in-prehospital-providers" rel="nofollow">here</a> is the link for that. It is a long article but definitely worth the time it takes to read it. I'm bringing all of this up because I'm seeing my focus shifting. I don't want to just survive everyday in my marriage and life. I'm not saying that things are bad. They are actually very good, but if we aren't careful we can become complacent. And I think that is a very dangerous place to be. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">My friends I want to take things a step further. In my life and in my marriage. What better time to start then at the beginning of a new year! There aren't very many resources I've found for couples in our position. But I found one that I am wanting to dive into and that is The Love Dare. If you have never heard of it it's based off the movie Fireproof. It's not designed specifically for EMS spouses but I feel like it is a perfect fit. The whole movie is about true, committed love. And that is exactly what is needed for our calling! It's a forty day challenge that I admit I am most nervous about embarking on but I think it will be oh so worth it. So that is the challenge I am giving myself. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Are you looking for a change too? What are you going to do about it? I would love to hear what you want to aspire to in the new year!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Until next time,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Liz </span><br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-26125747300043350542014-01-14T22:20:00.000-06:002014-03-06T23:38:46.188-06:00How well do I really relate to my Medic?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It is very important to me that I am being completely honest on this journey in my life and marriage. If you read my last post you know that we have had a rough year and I have been doing a lot of self-evaluation. At the peak of our hardship my husband and I started tweaking things in our marriage. It's not that we weren't happy before but there was so much stress that things began to take a toll. I can't really put my finger on the exact moment when I decided I needed to change my attitude. But I am so glad that I made that choice. Without realizing it I had become too involved in my own inward turmoil that I was literally sucking the joy out of our marriage. I didn't see all the things that my husband was doing to help me and encourage me. It breaks my heart to think about it. He is such a good man, and the best friend I could ask for (love ya babe!). So I remember thinking, "You know, life really sucks right now, but maybe I should try practicing being thankful, and grateful for what I have." So I started doing that, and even when I didn't feel like it on the inside, I tried to smile more and encourage more. It just began building on itself and I noticed some major changes in our relationship. First of all my husband was happier, haha! Instead of my usual pestering of, "Why are you doing that?" or "Can you please not wash clothes that way/put away the dishes like that/forget everything on the shopping list/blow your nose that way?" the last one is a joke. Okay maybe not. I think I did get annoyed with him once for "blowing his nose too loud and waking the baby." Sheesh! would you want to live with that person?! I know I wouldn't! (I promise I'm a good wife! lol) So I began swapping those grating comments for ones of affirmation. Thanking him for loading the dishwasher, taking the trash out, playing with our daughter so I can have some free time, etc. And the biggest thing of all: letting him be a leader in our home. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The other day we were having a heart to heart conversation about some things that had been going on recently and he shared how he was struggling with the assurance that he was making the right moves in areas pertaining to our family and other things. So I was trying to be encouraging and pointed out that he handles things so beautifully at work that he needed to trust in his capabilities to make good decisions in stressful situations. He nodded his head and agreed, saying, "You know, you really have no idea what I do at work. I want you to ride along with me sometime so you can see." I laughed it off with a comment like, "Yeah, that would go over real well." And he just stared at me with those clear blue eyes of his and replied, "I'm serious."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">*Gulp* Could I really handle that? I know for a fact that he doesn't tell me a 1/4 of the things he does at work. How would I handle seeing someone's arm chopped off or throwing up blood or worse, watching someone's life slip away? I can tell you right now that I couldn't. Not at all. So now I'm stuck thinking, "How well can I really relate to someone who goes through that?" I don't think you really can. You know how they say, "Don't judge someone until you've walked a mile in their shoes." I think that applies here. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">If you were to ask me if I knew then what I know now would I still choose to marry a Paramedic I wouldn't hesitate, I would answer yes. It is hard a lot of times, but what I'm beginning to realize is that there are only certain types of people that can do this job, and they usually have these qualities: </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Dedicated </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Hardworking</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Love to help others</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Have great leadership skills </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Looking at that list, wouldn't you want to have those qualities in a spouse? I do!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">They say that the divorce rate of people with spouses in EMS, the Police Department, and the Military are the highest among the national average. I used to think, yeah duh, it's the crazy hours and life threatening situations, etc. But I don't think that's it now. I think maybe we have been looking at it all wrong. I didn't marry a job description. I married a man who courageously uses his skills to help others, to build up his community, and to make a difference in the world. I think it's time to stop looking at all the pitfalls of long shifts, and wacky schedules, and really get to know what makes these people tick. And let me say that I am preaching to myself right now. Just think about love. Love is not just a warm feeling we have towards another person, it certainly is part of it but that isn't what love is about. Love is about sacrifice, and putting the other person before yourself. When I look at my husband's character that description fits him to a T. What a great example of Christ's love for us. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">When I look at my husband I don't see being a Paramedic as just the way he provides for his family, I see it as an extension of who he is. His personality, his strengths, and his passions. Seeing the whole picture in that way is helping me realize this way of life is truly a calling. Not for the faint of heart, but for those who are seeking adventure, and life lived at it's fullest. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Maybe now I can begin to relate to my Medic. How about you?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Liz </span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-30565647362837445362014-01-10T13:28:00.001-06:002014-01-10T13:28:57.596-06:00Moving Forward <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As I'm sitting at my kitchen table writing this post I'm looking out at the quiet gray sky outlining the bare trees surrounding our house. We've come through the coldest week on record here in our part of the south. Although we didn't receive ten feet of snow like some of our western counterparts it was interesting to say the least. I can't help to compare our weather situation to what seems to be my real life situation right now. The past two months I have gone through the hardest trial of my life. One that shook my faith to it's core and rocked my family, and marriage life. So, while I was sitting, curled up in a fetal position in my bed I couldn't help but wonder, "Where do I go from here?" "How does God rebuild from this?" </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Well I have the answer. Sort of. He DOES rebuild. But it is a very painful and sometimes exhausting experience. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I will not name names or point fingers or say exactly what happened because I don't believe that letting angry fester into bitterness solves anything. And though I have been</span> <span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">terribly hurt by this person I still love them and wish no ill will on their life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I found out quite a while ago that someone was saying things about my husband that I knew were untrue and completely unjustified. Hoping the problem would just go away (yeah not so much) I never confronted them (I hate conflict). But through circumstances I don't care to divulge it came time for me to jump in and ask the questions that I didn't want to ask. The answer was not what I dreamed or imagined and completely shattered my heart. Into a million tiny pieces. Why? why why why?? I mourned over our relationship that obviously would be irreparable unless divine intervention rendered it whole again. It is a very hard situation because you see, even if I tried, there is no way that I can truly separate myself from this person. I wouldn't want to. Blood is thicker then water. I'll leave it at that. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">On top of this another close relationship of mine, well over 15 years in the making, crumbled as well. And did I mention that I was hardly seeing my husband for all the over time he was clocking? I didn't? Well, I hardly saw my husband. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I felt like I had gone through "The wringer" so to speak, time and again. Blow after heartbreaking blow it seemed it wouldn't end. I knew darkness was knocking on the door of my heart and if I let it depression would do it's best to consume me. But this time I wasn't going to let that happen. I decided to fight back. I will admit at first it was on my own strength and from that mistake anger began creeping in. But my dear family, my father, mother, and little sister reminded me that anger only hurts one person and that is you. The person you are angry with goes on completely oblivious while you are consumed. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">So this week I have asked God to be brutally honest with me, and I am beginning to realize that every trial that comes my way is to shape me to be more like Him. The other day when all of these thoughts in my head were threatening to consume my day and my night I began praying. And through that time I began quoting in my head, telling God who He is to me and What He has promised me: </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">1. He is good</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">2. He is faithful</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">3. He loves me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">4. He will never leave me </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">5. He is my Father who protects me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">6. He is my God who works on my behalf </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I'm realizing that you have to be truly broken before any real change can happen in your life. Am I right? I don't want to give up a certain food until I find out it's no longer good for my health. In my life I have done two things: 1. Try to be in control of everything and 2. Care more about what people think of me then God.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">This can't happen anymore. All of this I have learned and yet I feel like I have just scratched the surface of my problems. I am so thankful that through this trial God has shown me how much I was living in self-preservation mode. But by His grace, slowly the pieces are coming together. I have joy in my marriage again (I will expound on that way more later but it is for another time) utter satisfaction in my role as a mother now, and I am beginning to love myself. For who I am and not who the world says I am. That is so freeing! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Each day is different, sometimes hard. But always a blessing. I'm so thankful to be alive, and it's all thanks to God. So here is to a new year and moving forward. May God lead us down the path we are meant to walk on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In His peace,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Liz </span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-28515078068979167622014-01-03T23:43:00.002-06:002014-01-03T23:43:52.224-06:00The Dawn of a New Beginning <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I'm realizing how serious all my blog titles are, haha! I guess being an English Major I like describing things so something like "January 3, 2013" doesn't really cut it. Not that there is anything wrong with using a date for a title. I get away from myself. Anyway...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Friends, I am going to be honest and say that 2013 was a bad year. As in it sucked BAD. In a earth-shattering, faith-shaking sort of way. For a while there I wasn't sure I was going to make it. But by the Grace of God we made it through. After all of this I have decided to keep the blog because:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> 1.) I need to have honest self reflection in my life </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">2.) A chance to record this time in our life </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> 3.) I like to write :) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">So there you have it. More to follow. Until then enjoy this picture of our family that would have gone out on Christmas cards if I had actually sent them out this year *sigh* </span><br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-15506390822665279372013-10-30T16:25:00.000-05:002013-10-30T16:25:36.599-05:00Decisions...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I know that it has been a very long time since I have posted but there has been way too much going on. Many things happened at once. We bought a house, Bobby transferred jobs (twice), we trained for and ran a half marathon and various other emergencies happened. The number one thing that changed my life and left an impression on my heart though is when I got the call from my mom this summer telling me that my sweet little niece had been diagnosed with skin cancer at the age of 8 years old. Praise the Lord that surgery has been successful and as of right now the cancer seems to be gone. Once she has gone five years without it reoccurring she will be considered cancer free. Why do I bring this up?Because quite honestly I feel like I have been living life all wrong, all for myself. But I know now that God is good and He has blessed me with so much and I want my life to be poured out into others. Especially my little family! I want to be the best wife, mom, daughter, sister, and friend. There are many things that I want to do and time I am learning is precious. So I am at a crossroad. I'm not sure if keeping this blog is the best way for me to do any of these things. So, I am in serious prayer of this decision. If I choose not to continue with it I will keep the blog up more than likely so if you want to read previous posts you can. We will see. If over the course of the next several months I have absolutely no time to write or if I feel God is leading me away then I will let it go. Thank you for following me on our journey thus far, my heart goes out to all of you. Until I decide I hope that everyone has a blessed Thanksgiving and a wonderful Christmas! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sincerely,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Liz </span></span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-3607636680405112242013-05-16T21:58:00.000-05:002015-02-20T12:27:18.754-06:00We are making progress! :D<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am happy to say as I write this that there is a 95% chance that we will be closing on our home at the end of this month! So that means by May 31st we could be holding the keys to our first home! I am so excited! :D God has blessed us so much in this process, we have just seen His hand in all of it. I can't go into full details now because it would take too long but we had almost lost hope of finding a good house in our price range and this house just popped up on the market. And it also has 3/4 of an acre on it that we are super excited about. It's everything that we could have ever wanted in a starter home and more. I am so, so thankful it was brought to us. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It has been a dream of ours from the time we married to have a little place like this in the country (it's just outside the city limits, about 20 minutes or so depending on traffic) so that we could garden and spend more time outside. I am excited about having a dishwasher for the first time since we've been married! and a working stove lol! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Not only all of this but I will be close to my cousin, she literally lives 5 minutes up the road! Did I mention I was excited? lol :D </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It is going to be bittersweet leaving this house because it's my grandmother's home, and she is very ill now, and we had our first little baby here. So, lots of memories. Unfortunately it will more than likely have to be sold soon :-/ but I am ready to take the next step in our life. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We are heading to my hometown tomorrow to spend the night with family and have a small party for S's first birthday. I can't believe that a year has gone by already! she's so big now! I want to be more diligent on recording memories with her so that's why I've been toying with my mommy blog lately too. I hope its perfect weather this weekend because its been a while since I've seen my family.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Hope everyone has a great Friday!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Liz </span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-58924245519979439852013-05-12T22:41:00.002-05:002013-05-12T22:41:42.889-05:00More to come...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">My site will be under construction for a little while as I work to bring more posts and related items to it. I pray more then anything that I can be of encouragement to others out there. Stay tuned :) </span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-28529457218159680002013-04-29T01:49:00.000-05:002013-04-29T01:49:00.904-05:00Hello, my name is unreliable blogger....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Has it really been over two months since I posted? *Sigh* it has. But I have a good excuse, I promise! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">After my DH was offered a job at his desired location he had to go through a month of orientation, and all of his licenses had to be renewed as well. So between his yearly refresher courses and new staff orientation I saw him for about 3 hours every night before bed for a month. And that was about it. And it sucked. After all of that we were able to recoup-orate for a couple of weeks before all of the other craziness ensued: DH bringing home a chocolate lab puppy he found (I told him yesterday she was way too perky for me and he laughed), a family medical crisis, our living situation becoming uncertain, colds all around, baby girl cutting TWO teeth and me having ALL of my wisdom teeth extracted. Awesome right? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">On a happy note: we might be closing on our first home! :D I am super excited about this. In fact, my eyes are bloodshot at the moment from my almost 2 hour Pinterest session looking at different home decor ideas lol. I should be sleeping now but night time is the only time that I get to myself, and I needed some me time. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Wanna hear my funny story about my surgery experience? Well, I'm gonna tell you anyway ;) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I've had severe jaw pain and tooth aches for the past almost six months. I finally decided to change dentists and he referred me to an oral surgeon. This is how my visit went:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><Oral Surgeon enters room></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">OS: You need your wisdom teeth removed.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Me: Oh, really? All of them?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">OS: Yes, I'm afraid all of them. Look at this.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><Pulls high tech device from ceiling that has my X-ray on a digital screen> </span><br />
OS: <span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">All of them are either partially impacted or fully impacted and this one is facing your back tooth horizontally.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Me: Oh. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">After a few more minutes of him explaining what would happen if I had them extracted I had to watch a short video that explained all of the risks of the surgery so they wouldn't be liable. If you knew me you would know that I should have never been forced to watch a five minute, cheesy video of how I could die during the procedure or be handicapped by it. A nurse came in after it was finished to walk me to the front and she apologized for the video saying, "We just try to scare you." Then I got to make my appointment and was informed of the amount my insurance would not cover for the procedure. I nearly passed out right there. So, leaving the office all I could see were $$ signs and then I crumbled into my hubby's arms when I returned home sobbing that "I wouldn't make it out alive." To which he patted my head and replied, "You'll be fine." Comforting huh? lol</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Fast forward to the day of my surgery. I'm nervous as all get out. DH drove me there as it was required for him to be present the whole time in the building and to drive me home. The nurse who took care of me was amazing. She really helped me relax and did an excellent job starting my IV. We were chatting and I guess I wasn't falling asleep fast enough (I have a tendency to talk a lot when I get nervous so I wasn't really breathing in the gas.) because when the doctor came in he made a funny comment on our conversation and injected something into my IV line and I was OUT. And when I woke up it was truly the weirdest thing I have ever experienced. I couldn't focus, and it was like everything was in clips. I still have spots that are missing in the time period of me leaving the building because I was that out of it. So when I "woke up" I could tell I was in a wheel chair, and someone had put my coat on. I couldn't focus on anything until I heard my hubby call my name and tell me everything was alright and he was taking me home and then I remember seeing his hand take mine and then I was in the car and we were driving. He was talking to me but I couldn't focus on anything, I remember telling him that too lol. Then we were stopped (I didn't know at the time we were in the pharmacy drive-thru) and like an out of body experience I saw my hand open the door and I heard my hubby ask, "Do you feel sick?" I remember thinking why is he asking me that? because I literally couldn't feel anything in my body. Like I don't even know how my brain told my arm to move. Next thing I see is a flash of red and asphalt. He told me later that I threw up blood all over the pharmacy drive thru lane and since I was half hanging out of the car he had to get out of his side and come around, take his shirt and wipe my face while putting me back in the car. I'm sure it was an interesting sight for all the witnesses in the line behind us. After that we arrived home and he carried me inside (its pouring rain the whole time by the way) and I vaguely remember sitting on our couch, asking if it was over. DH told me later that he was instructed to change my gauze every fifteen minutes for an hour before I could lay down and I kept trying to pull the gauze out of my mouth lol. I guess I was one of those patients ;) After an hour he carried me to bed where I passed out and slept for four hours straight. He checked on me every ten minutes almost to make sure I was still breathing lol. When I woke up I was in control of my senses again. It was the weirdest thing I have ever experienced in my life. My hubby lamented that I had instructed him to not video me after the procedure, as I was "Pretty hilarious and looked like I was high on drugs." Which he should know, he deals with enough people like that I guess lol. The next day the right side of my face was swollen up like I had been in a street fight, and I could only open my mouth so far. So glad I don't have to do that again! But I'm really thankful my husband was there to take care of me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And now a week and a half later I am up at almost 2 in the morning writing when I should be sleeping. Sorry it's been so long but that's life sometimes I guess.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Until next time! Peace out,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Liz </span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-44604431800634140352013-02-13T17:44:00.002-06:002013-02-13T17:44:11.536-06:00A Journey to the Center of my Heart <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Dear Friends,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It has been a while! Life, I'm afraid has the ability to sweep us away in a frenzy of activity, and burdensome responsibility. To say I have been overwhelmed lately would be an understatement. So much has gone on the past month that it seems hard for me to pick a place to begin. The first major change in our life: my Dear Husband has a brand new position at a major medical center here in our town. We have been waiting for this day for a very long time. To say that it is just a blessing would be like saying red velvet cake is just cake ;) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">This has been a true, life changing gift from God. Because my hubby will now have access to better training to receive more credentials to put under his belt. He has dreamed of being a Flight Medic for a long time and this is his chance to get a foot in the door. He is so excited about all of the opportunities he will have at this new job. AND the other night we were sitting in our living room and he tells me he might want to even go as far as start the process for PA school (Physician Assistant) or Nursing school to be a Nurse Practitioner. I about fell out on the floor. His enthusiasm is so encouraging to me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Our little girl has also been growing by leaps and bounds. In three months she will hit the one year mark. I can't believe how fast the time has gone by! She is so precious and gives me such joy every morning when I wake up and see her beautiful little smile. It melts my heart :) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And then there's me. Plain ol' pile of a mess me ha! ;) </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">What I mean is that I have fought a long battle the past two years and I have finally given up and let go and let Someone who knows me best to take control. I've rededicated my heart and I am here to shout with joy that I stand on God's promise that when I am at my weakest I am truly strong, for His Power in me is greater then what I face in this world. Hallelujah! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Let me tell you friend, it was an ugly road. One that I pray I don't have to walk on again. I had so much hurt stuffed inside from years of past regrets and shame that I felt crushed under a black cloud of despair. The final result was a rampage of anger, strife, and discontent like this world has never seen. I hated the person that I had become. When I finally, reluctantly let God hold a mirror to my face I realized that if things didn't change then my life would be a shambles. That scared me out of my stupor real quick! Since then I have sought His mercy and renewal every morning. I pray I never come under those chains again! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I know the obstacles in my life are still there but I am not fighting them anymore, my God has already won. I want to rest in the assurance of that victory. He has revived our marriage, given me an even greater appreciation for my little girl, and He has shown me He can overcome depression and heartache. If we only let Him. I want my life to be a testament to that. And from now on friends I want you to see that change in me, because I can't deny it! ;) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Love,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Liz</span><br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-13395071859152321652013-01-27T09:59:00.001-06:002013-01-27T09:59:06.508-06:00Computer Virus how I hate you...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Well, people. I am still here and still alive but unfortunately my computer picked up a nasty virus (according to the tech I took it to the worst kind that you can get. Oh, joy!) I have not had a chance to update because the only other computer I currently have access to is almost non-functioning as well. It takes soooo long to do anything on it so I have not had the time to spend updating my blog on it. I'm going to see if I can type things first through a word processor before trying to update a post. Hope all is well and stay tuned as I get my bearings I'm trying to get the blog up an running again! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Liz </span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-85964910022141026962012-12-15T22:02:00.001-06:002012-12-15T22:02:05.114-06:00A dark shadow over our country <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Our Nation mourns tonight over the eight little boys, twelve precious little girls, and six heroic women who gave their lives trying to protect the children they were responsible for.</span> <span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">My heart goes out to the families of the ones lost and also for the survivors who will forever be scarred by a man's senseless act of violence. My heart also breaks for the First Responders, and Law Enforcement Officials who were on scene. This will be an event they will never forget. If you are reading this now please, take the time to say a prayer for the families and those who are involved. May God bring healing to their lives as they try to recover from this horrific tragedy. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Liz </span></div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-79799102938985462062012-12-13T21:17:00.001-06:002015-02-20T12:47:36.666-06:00What to do when your husband doesn't work 9 to 5: A Revision<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I thought I should do a revision of this post that I made almost a year ago since we have added a little one to the mix :) things have changed a LOT. What was easy for B and I to do before is much harder now. Not impossible, just a challenge. I also felt like I should write this post because we have had some hard bumps in the road this past year with personal things and his schedule changing so much. We have had to evolve constantly as things have been thrown our way. I just want to add a little note to this post as well: anything that I say here, if it does not work for you and your family then ignore it! don't feel like you have to take everyone's advice if it does not suit your situation. You know you best. But I hope that I can give some helpful tips that we have learned through trial and error. Here they are: </span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">1.) No matter what, next to God, your marriage/relationship is #1 priority in the house. If its not then you are going to encounter many, many hurdles. I've learned this the hard way this past year. After having S I was so focused on the mom thing that I wasn't thinking of much else. I wasn't thinking about my relationship with my husband nearly enough and because of that we both became burned out. Me with everything at home and B with work. Not a fun situation at all. So we decided that we needed to step back and reevaluate our priorities. Spending time together should not be a special occasion. It should be intentional contact, and purposeful conversation. And when need be, companionable silence. A marriage book that I would suggest to any new couple and seasoned veterans would be one called <i>Love and Respect. </i>I'm sure that you could find a copy on Amazon. </span>At any <span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">rate whatever you do, make sure you are on the same page and that you are spending quality time together. I know. It had been said many times. But it doesn't make it less true.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">2.) One of the things that B and I decided is a top priority is also making time for us to spend ALONE. When we sat down and talked we realized that B felt like he did little else but work and I felt like I did little else but take care of the baby. So we decided that every other shift rotation one of us spends the day doing what we want, all day. Be it go see a movie at the theater, go to the state park, hunting, hiking, the mall, etc. Whatever we want to do, we can go and not worry about being home at a certain time. You can't be a strong team if both of you are worn out and burned out. Make time for yourself. </span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">3.) Be organized. Whatever system works for you. I have found that the more organized I am in my time and with things that I do around the house the more time I have to devote to my family. Now, if you walked into my house right now it would not be spotless but my dishes would be clean, laundry would be processing (lol as in a continual state of being), and my hubby and baby would be fed and content. I struggled with wanting everything to be perfect and in order and it blew up in my face. I was exhausted all the time and B would have to literally take me by the shoulders and sit me down, reminding me that I hadn't sat down all day, much less spent time with him or Sophie. So don't over do it. But I say from MY experience that things run smoother if I have these things taken care of:</span><br>
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<li><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Dishes clean and put away</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">4.) Enjoy every single moment of your life. In the end it doesn't matter how clean your house is, what things you have, what you have accomplished; if you haven't spent your time loving your husband and your family than I am afraid that you are missing the whole point. I'm learning that S doesn't care if I am perfect, if I give her the best toys or if I am raising her by the book. She wants a mother that loves her and spends time with her. That is it. Period. And my husband? He just wants a quiet evening snuggled on the couch, watching our favorite TV show. Everyday doesn't have to be spectacular. Live in the moment (I am preaching to myself here). </span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I thought that I would have a big list of revisions this time but really, I have found that the simpler the better. Life is too complicated as it is. My four things may not be the four things that you feel are important. I'm just telling you what I have learned and am in the process of learning. I hope that I was able to give a little nugget of advice that you can take away and revise and morph into what you need. If not, I hope you enjoyed the read :)</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Whatever you do my friends, keep praying, keep seeking, and keep loving. You will find that living with a Paramedic is tough sometimes but it does not have to be impossible. Despite popular belief your family is not defined by a career. It is a big part of it, sure, but not the defining element. Just keep that in mind.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">May God bless,</span><br>
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">-Liz </span><br>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-22773302523887086122012-12-04T23:42:00.001-06:002012-12-04T23:42:35.880-06:00Blog award :) <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Thank you <a href="http://emrwife.blogspot.ca/">Bella</a>, </span>for tagging me in this. I will do the best I can :)<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Alrighty </span> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">to get started I will list 11 facts about me:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">1. I have to sleep with an eye mask on because I cannot stand any sort of light if I am trying to doze. I have been that way since I was little. My mom said I would sleep with stuffed animals on my head to keep the light out. Weird, I know.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">2. My first and only boyfriend is my now husband :) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">3. I'm OCD about people shaking my hand. Just like Monk. I whip out my hand cleaner afterwards every time. No offense to you. I do it with everyone.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">4. Was almost shot by a crazed man with a gun while driving in a car with my best friend. True story. He walked out in front of our car, we heard popping noises and saw the bullets spark off the ground. My best friend had the good sense to stomp the gas peddle and we sped off, sobbing. Twas on the news that night. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">5. I like to dip dinner rolls in Ketchup. Grosses my husband out every time. And he sees dead people tee hee ;) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">6. I want to have a book published one day. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">7. I listen to two types of music: Michael Buble, and everything else :D</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">8. I'm a homebody </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">9. Had a Shetland Sheepdog named Bowser. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">10. I love country boys ;D </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: black;">11. My all-time favorite desert: Brownies!</span> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Okay, now Bella's questions:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">1. I was born in Tennessee. Hence the accent. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">2. I started blogging because at the time I was living away from my family for the first time and was going insane. My friend suggested I blog and my family liked to have the updates. Now I do it because I love it and want to encourage others as well :) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">3. I would have to say my best asset is my smile. My husband says that is the first thing that he noticed when I walked in the room. I grin a lot :) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">4. I have not seen the last Twilight movie! but I'm hoping I can drag my hubby along so I can see it lol </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">5. Books. All the way. I get completely involved in them. Drives my family crazy because you have to repeat things to me if you want to make sure I heard you.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">6. I think I wear makeup maybe three times a week? It depends on where I'm going.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">7. If there was a movie about me I think the title would say something like "Sleepless nights" or "Wake at your own risk" (can you tell I have an infant?)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">8. A Toshiba something or other with a whatcha-ma-call-it core processor. I think it's nice :) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">9. Hot Chocolate all the way. Coffee is usually too strong for me and I'm not supposed to have caffeine.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">10. My favorite outfits right now are all my pre-pregnancy clothes that I can fit in now. Yay! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">11. I think that my favorite sport would have to be Futbol (Soccer) I love to watch it and play it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Well, this was fun! I hope that you enjoyed learning those random factoids about me lol. Can ya'll believe that is is December already?! Gah! I have so much to do with so little time to get anything done! Hope the rest of you are better prepared for Christmas than I am. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">-Liz</span></div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-81815100927155063602012-11-16T22:38:00.001-06:002015-02-20T12:38:36.385-06:00Enough already!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">This is what I brought down from my attic today, with my own two hands.</span><br />
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(B was super proud of his woman for being so courageous to get it down myself. My motivation? it was waking the baby up from her nap. Sleep deprivation won out over fear this time, tee hee :) That brings the grand total to 4 squirrels and 2 raccoons. They should have been paying rent for all the trouble they caused me. I mean seriously is there a sign on my roof saying all furry critters live here or something? Sheesh.<br />
On another note, tomorrow B is taking me Christmas decor shopping :D<br />
On another another note he is trying to get a part-time gig close to home :/ happy but nervous at the same time. Gonna be a lot of working.<br />
I miss my man friend!</div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down"
Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359542796839136408.post-57107993919494304772012-11-12T10:19:00.000-06:002014-05-27T11:25:57.908-05:00Things I am currently obsessed with <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">A little list of my current obsessions </span>:)<br />
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The Pioneer Woman: Love, love, love her show and blog! Great recipes, and fun sense of humor. They live on a huge cattle ranch (which I am totally jealous about!) and her photography albums are amazing. Check out her site <a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/" rel="nofollow">here. </a>( I pulled this pic from the Food Network's website by the way)<br />
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Bolthouse Farms Chocolate Protein Plus Smoothie<br />
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Can't get enough of them. Creamy. Chocolatey. Need I say more?<br />
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Late July Organic Cookies:<br />
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They are cookies. Possibly the best cookies in the world.<br />
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This Show:<a href="http://beta.abc.go.com/shows/nashville/index"> Nashville</a><br />
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Just my little girly blogpost of the day. Continue with whatever you were doing ;) <br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">"The wise woman builds her house,
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Proverbs 14:1</div>Lizzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13515971014678169791noreply@blogger.com2