tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8962326745055104032024-02-07T09:57:49.021-08:00Life...On the Rox!Life is always "on the rocks" here for someone...
and Roxboro is like it's own planet.
Embrace living here..if you must,
accept that change is well...inevitable,
and enjoy life On The Rox!Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.comBlogger68125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-11793724784709687252012-03-08T21:23:00.000-08:002012-03-08T21:23:19.856-08:00All I ever wanted.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s1244.photobucket.com/albums/gg575/georgiasmamarox/?action=view&current=100_0799-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="494" src="http://i1244.photobucket.com/albums/gg575/georgiasmamarox/100_0799-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The only thing in life I have ever known I wanted to do was be a mother. I cannot even remember my life before she came along. I think that is because from the very second I knew I was having a baby my life <i>actually </i>began. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I remember it like it was yesterday. I thought she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I even said to my mother, "she is so pretty." I kept saying it like no one heard me and it was<i> all</i> I could say. About 30 hours after entering the hospital, 2 jacuzzi baths, walking around the birthing floor of the hospital, two epidurals, some Stadol (and flying pink and blue elephants in the room -<i> I totally remember this</i>), this magical person appeared at 12:21 am at 8 pounds and 10 ounces. I am just a mere few hours away from the 5 year anniversary of the event. I cannot even believe it. I wondered what she would look like, what her first words would be, and how I would have enough days to let her wear all those adorable clothes hanging in her closet?</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Now, I find myslef thinking I thought I knew what love was then. But, Geez Louise! Now, it is <i>even </i>better. The first time she said "Uh Oh", and "Mama", and grabbed my finger, threw her paci on the floor, and stood up in her crib, and sat up on her own, and smiled, and laughed...I just kept falling for her. I remember being so tired in college, and all I needed was to go to sleep. And then she would cry, I would open the door to her room, and she'd be standing up in her crib smiling. She had only been walking for about a week when she broke her leg. I was devastated but she taught herself to walk in a cast with her leg bent. She is so determined! And she knows how to pull you in! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I loved how she would take a bottle and fall asleep on me at night. I miss those days....<i>kinda</i>. I would lay her in her crib, pray over her, pray to God to keep us safe in our journey together. And it <i>has</i> been a journey. But she was my <i><b>lifesaver</b></i>, my<i> "turn-around-God-wake-me-up-finally moment"</i>. She was what pushed me through college, and pushed me to make a better life for myslef and for<i> her</i>. The second I laid eyes on her I was changed forever. And so has anyone else that has ever met her. She tends to take up all the space in the room, to demand your attention, to devour your senses. She is dominant, brave, matter-of-fact, assertive, sassy, and sensitive all at the same time.....and the sweetest thing you have ever met in your life! She has such love for life and people. She has taught me about selflessness and discipline, and determination, and suffering. She has taught me love, and fear, and joy just by breathing.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">To GA: </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I love that dashing blond hair and big blue eyes, sweet little hands and feet, and that precious little voice. Even though you say Mama like 100 times a day now! I love that every night when I say, "what's your favorite thing you did today?" , you always say, "being with you" - even if I only saw you for 30 minutes all day! I am so glad that you didn't mind me photographing every little millisecond of your life the first years, and that you are so photogenic. <i>Oh, where do you get that from???</i> I love that we both love nite nites and we love to watch movies, cuddle, and sometimes take naps together. I wish that I had a video of you every day. You are so funny. you have a quick wit about you. you are smart. and sassy. and you know it.... and absolutely the best kiss ever!!! You are the best face to wake up to. I love how when you wake up, you always stretch your body with your eyes closed, and then let out a big sigh. You have done that since you were born. You still do it. And every day I see you do that, it takes me back to that night at 12:21am when you captured my heart and my life. Georgia Anne, these have been the best 5 years of my life.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Mama Loves You Sweet Girl! </span></div><a href="http://s1244.photobucket.com/albums/gg575/georgiasmamarox/?action=view&current=0336.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="428" src="http://i1244.photobucket.com/albums/gg575/georgiasmamarox/0336.jpg" width="640" /></a>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-5238062333584585722012-02-29T02:51:00.000-08:002012-02-29T02:51:23.922-08:00Weatherwise<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Last week was so incredibly random. How do you get snow, awesome sun, and tornadoes in one week? First, it snowed 3" on Monday. Snow Day! Yessss!!!! I made the most of it. We probably will not get another this year so I took it while I had the opportunity. Organization, crafting, and photos ensued. Then it went to like 78 degrees by Thursday. Gotta love some NC weather. I was much happier on Thursday than Monday. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">All the great weather on Thursday got me even more excited for a weekend getaway. I had a very relaxing weekend with some precious ladies! I needed to sit still and have some renewal of the mind spirit; In order to do so I must escape the Rox or I will being doing <i>something </i>or <i>volunteering </i>to do something. You will not believe that on Saturday I slept until 12:30..... P.M. that is...Can you believe that? I did not even think that was possible after <i>Senior Week 2001</i>. <i>Who knew??? </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">This just proves to me how important rest is. I have been super productive this week so far and feeling really energized. Some may blame the Kefir smoothies, I credit the sleep :) </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I spent the entire weekend in nite nite leggings, a super long tee, and the occasional hoodie when I went for my causal walk :)</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> I will spare you the detail of my facial mask and no makeup for nearly 48 hours. It was amazing. Here is what I used this weekend on my face. It is one of my favorite products from Merle Norman. Check out <a href="http://www.facebook.com/?ref=home#%21/profile.php?id=100001654841090">Wendy's Merle Norman</a> in Roxboro for your own stash. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I have just been busy as a bee here lately, juggling life, family, and all the every day things that come along with it. I have boycotted my blog for the simple fact that I had to say NO to something. It's almost like I'm mad at my blog site. I love it and I crave it, but don't have time for it. Talk about resentment. Kinda how I feel about Diet Coke. I love it, and count on it every morning.... and then I feel bad for drinking it. It is just so DANG delicious.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">So, most of this will be in list form and I'm gonna try to make it short cause there are some 500 thread counts calling my name....</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">When I can't write about my life I am making mental notes about everything I <i>should </i>write about. Then I don't have time. But, then something compels me to just get started and then I can breathe a sigh of relief that my thoughts, feelings, and favorite things are finally in print again for me to share. So here goes my list of updates, thoughts, and favorite things:</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">SOUL MATES: The reason I was compelled to write tonight is because I just got off the phone with one of my absolute favorite, most special people in the whole world. I felt like I shouldn't even call her back tonight cause I have been in such funk here lately and maybe I should wait until a happier day. And just hearing her voice, unveiling our lives, venting, laughing, psychoanalyzing our husbands and children and just flat out being ourselves I returned to a state of joy. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">BFF's: There is a reason that God created women in such a magical way. Thank the Lord that I have so many girls in my life that I consider my closest, my BFF's, or something even closer than sisters could be. I love my husband, and <i>God knows I do.. </i>But there is just something about your girl BFFs that your husband just cannot be. Well, mainly because then we could have no discussion of such husbands and unfortunate mishaps. And then we couldn't laugh, and swear, and figure out how we were going to do it different next time, or trick them into doing it again. If we didn't have girlfriends, we couldn't vent about things. Like how we are secretly hoping that men will learn how that toilet paper roll actually works on the holder, and how the seat goes up AND down, or what spatulas are, or that towels go on the rack and not over the shower curtain, or why doesn't he just go to bed instead of laying all over the couch while I'm trying to watch my show? Just go to bed already......!!!!! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">All I know is that when I'm with these girls, I breathe them in like fresh oxygen while I can and just hope that the feelings of laughter, and stories shared, and hugs, and tears, and being who we are will not fade fast. That they will carry me through to the days of our next crossing path.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">It is you.....that I'm talking to... </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">- <a href="http://shuginboots.blogspot.com/">It's You</a> that texts me pictures of your boots and tights together - for advice, you who never passes judgment, you who loved me and helped me even when I wasn't being realistic. You who are creative, and resourceful, and inventive. You make my day just by texting me pictures of your boots...I mean after all.... you are <a href="http://shuginboots.blogspot.com/">Shug in boots :) </a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">- And It's also you- and how we talk about our babies and how we live too far apart, and how we want to see each other so bad but then just take our usual nap after we relinquish all the secrets and drama of our lives. It's you that makes my creativity unveil, or give me the opportunity to tell you things I know about. It's you who built our friendship from complete honesty from the very beginning and it has changed my life. It's you that understands who I am (because you are so much of the same). And we look alike. And everyone thinks we are sisters. BoNuS! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">It's you- who comes in so handy with your family's vacation home so we can escape reality, play loud music, go walking, take dangerous boating adventures, and sleep in. We can also stalk people on Facebook from a safe distance, watch movies or SATC reruns. We can tell our secrets, be honest, and give each other complete truth. We can learn from each other. We can talk about God's word and what it means to us. It's you that prepared me for life's challenges when our friendship had only first begun. It's you who has an amazing life story to tell. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">- It's you that loves to cook, and travel, and teach, and run (and do it all well) </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">- it's you who can bake, do some major hair styles, and who loves the beach</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">- it's you who is a down-home girl with more sisters than I would ever want, and who is so perfectly sweet, and best of all - a lover of all things WOLFPACK! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">- it's you who is my sister in Christ, who is <i>walking</i> along side me and does not judge me. You are what I prayed for when I moved home. We can be honest and laugh about it. I am so thankful that you have come into my life. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">See how blessed I am? I find it hard to split my free time these days. AND there are so many more people that I could list who are so influential in my life. Lately, even the little things make a big difference in my life. I am truly thankful for the steps I've taken in this life to get me this far. I'm looking forward to a blessed weekend with family and friends. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-81471401426701018512012-02-02T07:14:00.000-08:002012-02-02T07:14:58.491-08:00Thanks Phil<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Is it weird that I always send my Daddy a card on Groundhog's day? It's his favorite holiday of the whole year. I think it's because his name is Phil too. For real. And he's a woods man, and he LOVES animals and trees and things. He actually just called to tell me Happy Groundhogs Day as I was typing this. Friday night he plans to celebrate this with the grandchildren and all kinds of groundhog-ish activities. I love my life. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">So it looks like we have 6 more weeks of winter on the way according to </div><h1 class="entry-title" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Punxsutawney Phil </h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkNuUTMLIqRu27ObmiG3aha70wEI-KsB8opJojogDQVy_cjQLQVnqapMRBZ8Abr6Q7mKCa0yJwFKH2bMFcOxPuedKQvHIL_aYIJD695__PEo5fFIX31-CtngsJt8jIRVsg7rMUDy-Gt6w/s1600/PHO-10Feb02-202412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkNuUTMLIqRu27ObmiG3aha70wEI-KsB8opJojogDQVy_cjQLQVnqapMRBZ8Abr6Q7mKCa0yJwFKH2bMFcOxPuedKQvHIL_aYIJD695__PEo5fFIX31-CtngsJt8jIRVsg7rMUDy-Gt6w/s400/PHO-10Feb02-202412.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><h1 class="entry-title" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"> Grrrrrrr.... you little varmint you. </span></h1><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"> I am so ready for spring and summer. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">And tan lines and beach time. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">And gardening things.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"> And playing outside. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">And cookouts and get-togethers. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">And buttercups. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">And lightning bugs. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">And riding with the windows down. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Happy Groundhogs Day! </span></b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-40155061128735396042012-01-31T03:02:00.000-08:002012-01-31T03:02:34.920-08:00Waitin' on Wednesday<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Remember when I said that I wanted one of my "making-life-better" plans was to watch more TV? Well, a sista is well on her way to being straight up addicted to this here show: </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtGn76EnnlnElAhpuggw5DmKsPjuREdYkc8Ly4eJN8bqWKeOT_t54nZNcj7PDJfrQEOqlPbXSLFF5f2N96Ny14DQ-1jNQsNh-bCHnmtgsfCXS8zNYJkQU6Avylodoc_pHx5UU3w6-SQPs/s1600/revenge-abc-logo_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="417" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtGn76EnnlnElAhpuggw5DmKsPjuREdYkc8Ly4eJN8bqWKeOT_t54nZNcj7PDJfrQEOqlPbXSLFF5f2N96Ny14DQ-1jNQsNh-bCHnmtgsfCXS8zNYJkQU6Avylodoc_pHx5UU3w6-SQPs/s640/revenge-abc-logo_2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Oh my word. I just started watching it a couple weeks ago and I had to get caught up on it immediately. Thank you Hulu Plus and TV on Demand. Now, I am just waitin' on Wednesday to come for my daily fix. DANG it!!!!!!! I can't wait. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I used to think that I would never find a show that I loved as much as Grey's....BUT, I haven't watched TV in like 3 years apparently because I am 3 seasons behind on Grey's. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Well, I take that 3 years back - I do LOVE <i>The Good Wife</i> thanks to my lady friends at the office. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Does anyone see a pattern here in these 3 shows????? - <i>can we say DRAMA?????? </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Here is what always happens to me- I never watch a show from the beginning. Someone always has to get me hooked on it and then I watch every single episode until I am caught up to what is coming on TV. Then I'm in withdrawal until the next episode. Huge Problem! I am not patient. I should start watching the whole season at one time once it has gone off the air. Spare me the patient weekly waiting. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">And speaking of TV. Let's talk about reasons I HATE American Idol. I know y'all. Am I without heart or brain? What a complete waste of good screen time when that blasted show is on. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">1. That show is so staged for the dramaticals. I only watched it because Sean Austin wasted space on the DVR for it and we just happened to both be in the living room when he decided to watch it. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">2. Remember Ms. 62919??? Oh the shame. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">3. Why keep putting these poor fools on television???</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">4. Showing your true character is Key...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIvDgCQfPPvDoyq1zjyki8cwb6DyP2pcFbkbMsWyJktjCVBs1y7iKiFBwdvxz9bHpb8ePcQac4E7vbv4DpJ4XiHsDHnWZ2aQWy9iifjBtE4BEgSIrYL91zHnjyEQT_ZGiaNdhOBJCDBL8/s1600/skylar-laine-american-idol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="203" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIvDgCQfPPvDoyq1zjyki8cwb6DyP2pcFbkbMsWyJktjCVBs1y7iKiFBwdvxz9bHpb8ePcQac4E7vbv4DpJ4XiHsDHnWZ2aQWy9iifjBtE4BEgSIrYL91zHnjyEQT_ZGiaNdhOBJCDBL8/s320/skylar-laine-american-idol.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">I swear that girl could quite possibly be from the Rox....or surrounding areas. </div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Only 2 good things came from American Idol - Carrie and Scotty - Need I spare my DVR any more hate crimes by continuing to let Sean Austin record the series? </span></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-64648370778426536632012-01-27T08:41:00.000-08:002012-01-27T08:41:54.333-08:00What's all the FUZZ about????<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"> Here on the Rox it is mid-winter. Well <i>kinda</i>. It is also FRIDAY {insert insanely large cheer}. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">But seriously, is it early spring or what? Hello mid-sixty-degree weather. If you count all those butter cups popping up <i>(which is a huge concern for me right now considering at my wedding reception they ALL stole the show in the SPRING)</i>. Will they come back if winter really gets to be winter here? I mean are we coming to the end of the world <i>or what</i>? We will have 70 degrees, then 27, then 65, then 38... I just don't get it. Doesn't it say something in Revelation about the seasons not changing anymore, and so on and so on...(note to self, must study Revelation)?????</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Anywho, my main concern for this post is a bit of Fashionista "How-To" advice for some staple items of your winter wardrobe. You know how mid-winter your fave sweater or coat starts looking like this........???????</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Well this lovely lady I spent the afternoon with last Saturday..... reminded me of a little trick that my mama taught me about taking care of the mid-winter sweater blues. She had the most delicious teal cable-knit sweater on (which was the perfect color for her complexion by the way) BUT it had some serious fuzziness and lint ball problem. Then, I magically remembered how my mama once showed me how to fix this. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Here is what you need: </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Run the cheapo razor lightly against the sweater in a downward or upward motion. NEVER left to right. This will remove lint balls and that extra "fuzz" that comes from wear and re-wear on your favorite sweater. And it's way better than those sticky lint rollers- and cheap! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">You are welcome fashionistas! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> </span>(And yes! I am so "pinning" this!) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Have a great weekend! </div><div style="text-align: center;">XOXO</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-28719959636150453352012-01-24T19:03:00.000-08:002012-01-24T19:03:39.986-08:00STEWpendous!<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">If you have lived in Roxboro or any surrounding counties, you at some point in your life have probably eaten some Brunswick Stew. And people are down right serious about how it is done. If you are from up North (<i>ya'll do it different I hear</i>), or just moved here, I am so sorry. You just may not understand. <br />
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Churches around here are famous for stews and the absolute best in the county is hands down, Mt. Zion!!!!! Seriously, it is perfectly proportioned for all ingredients and it just makes my mouth water thinking about it. Whenever, we get stew from Mt. Zion UMC in Hurdle Mills, I won't eat anything that day until we go pick it up. <i>I like to work myself up for it</i>. BUT, I missed the boat last time they made one and I forgot to go pick it up. BIG MISTAKE! <br />
Even though Mt. Zion UMC is my favorite, it is also perfectly acceptable to consume some Austin family stew. <i>Just another perk to marrying my hubby (most of them can cook!)</i><br />
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Having "a stew" or "doing a stew" or "cooking a stew" can be tradition in some families or simply a good time of friends and fellowship. Once the word gets out, you will have some visitors when it's ready to eat!<br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">So, right now the Austin houses are plum out of this famous winter staple. So, what better weekend than to cook a stew? It was cold, wet, and down-right STEWpendous weather for breaking out the stew pot. <i> </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I consider myself a connoisseur of such stew concoctions and I am here to tell about it. I LOVE sugar in mine...and salt and extra black pepper. Pair it up with a grilled cheese or saltine crackers and you have got one banging good meal. It's perfect to pull out for last-minute company and even better for cold, rainy days! This weekend was super-fun-filled with plenty of In-laws, hearty ingredients, and kissing on babies. What could be better than family togetherness time and a bowl of hot steamy stew???? <i>Not much. </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><a href="http://s1244.photobucket.com/albums/gg575/georgiasmamarox/?action=view&current=DSC_9270.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="427" src="http://i1244.photobucket.com/albums/gg575/georgiasmamarox/DSC_9270.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The stew pot: This pot actually belonged to Sean's great grandfather who purchased the stew pot for 50 cent off a train wrecked railroad car. It had a 6 inch crack in it due to the train wreck in which his grandfather repaired. Now, we cook a stew in it every year! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">If you want to make a stew, here is my favorite recipe! <i>(differs slightly from the one we just cooked) - </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>What you need: </b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>#40 size pot (approx. 30 gallons)</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b> 8 lb. choice stew beef (cook in lots of water and save the broth)</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>3 Large hens (save broth, debone, & throw away skins)</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>10 lbs. potatoes diced</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>1 gallon white corn <i>(straight from the garden is best!) </i></b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>9 lbs. onions, diced</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>1 gal. frozen or canned green lima beans</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>4 lb. dried baby lima beans (soaked and cooked)</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>6 gal. tomatoes<i> (we used crushed and 1 can paste)</i></b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>6 lb. margarine</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>3 lb. sugar</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>black pepper and salt, to taste</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>4 red pepper pods</b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b>- Begin with frozen lima beans and potatoes in chicken and beef broth. Cook in black pot until done. Add chopped onions. Cook a few minutes, stirring. Next, add margarine and other ingredients, stirring constantly. After adding corn and dried beans, it will stick easily. If necessary, add additional water at beginning along with broth. Season with sugar, salt, and pepper. 3 hours total cooking. </b><i><br />
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</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-85796893690568577692012-01-19T21:47:00.000-08:002012-01-19T21:47:54.299-08:00It makes me heart smile!<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">MUSIC makes my heart smile (and the workday much more bearable). I have this one blogger friend who steals my heart with <a href="http://mommyteaches-lindseyb.blogspot.com/2012/01/pick-me-pick-me-pick-me.html">her playlist choices</a>. I sometimes pull up her blog at work and just leave it rolling all day so I can hear her tunes. She just put up some new songs over the last week or so and I listened to them all last week. <a href="http://mommyteaches-lindseyb.blogspot.com/2012/01/pick-me-pick-me-pick-me.html">Lindsey</a>, what was the playlist you had up before this newest one???? I loved it too! I think it was some Jesus Culture too? </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I HAD to figure out how to make a playlist so I could share my recent listening tunes too. If you want some Jesus-loving, spirit-filled, heart-warming, worship tunes (and a little HOT country too) then just hit play. This is what I'm listening to lately. Music speaks to my soul!!! I can relate to music on so many levels. I listen to contemporary Christian and COUNTRY the most. I love some down-home country music. BUT, I love just about all music from old school rap (<i>none of that new stuff the kids are listening to these days</i>) to bluegrass, and so on. That is why this playlist is a lot of Jesus and a few country boys and girls in between. My Ipod is such a random collaboration of music but hey, random is my story and I'm sticking to it! The fact that I have successfully posted this with such ease is a complete accomplishment. Hit play and enjoy your workday!!!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">What are your fave songs at the moment? </span><br />
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<a href="http://www.musiclist.us/"><img alt="Get a playlist!" border="0" src="http://www.musiclist.us/mc/images/create_pink.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://www.musiclist.us/playlist/22897434891/standalone" target="_blank"><img alt="Standalone player" border="0" src="http://www.musiclist.us/mc/images/launch_pink.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://www.musiclist.us/playlist/22897434891/download"><img alt="Get Ringtones" border="0" src="http://www.musiclist.us/mc/images/get_pink.jpg" /></a> </div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-68768986851642358162012-01-17T19:34:00.000-08:002012-01-17T19:34:52.502-08:00Oh Yes - the time has COME!It has been coming for quite some time now. Yes, it's a new year, a fresh start, WHATEVER. Remember when I shared my Not-so-Resolutions <a href="http://life-ontherox.blogspot.com/2012/01/resolution-who.html">here</a>? Well, I have not been doing real good so far on some of those "making life better plans." <i>Passout</i>. I blame my attention span.<br />
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Anywho, my biggest challenge has been weight loss / exercise etc. Yeah, I know, another <i>passout </i>moment. And by <i>Passout </i>I mean <i>Big Surprise </i>(for you who may not catch my sarcasm). So, it was tonight when I dropped a generous chunk of my red-velvet pudding cupcakes on to the floor, and proceeded to call the 5-second rule (on to perfectly and recently mopped floors) that I realized....<i>what am I doing?</i> Can I not actually miss out on that chunk and spare myslef those few calories??? I think yes. hello reality check.<br />
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So here is my dilemma; when I am exercising I feel GrEaT! I even want to eat better. BUT, once I stop for a while it's kinda hard to start back. Kinda like missing church for a few Sundays to sleep in, and then it's so hard to get back in the grove.<i> Same thing for me in exercising. </i>I am off track and unfocused and I have been since October. So, I'm pulling out the reinforcements. Meet Stormie...<br />
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Now, let's get down to the brass tax. Stormie can come over whenever I want her to. ZUMBA and JAZZERCISE are off limits right now due to Sean working ALL THE TIME and I can't get home and to exercise class and get all my chores done<i>. I know you moms out there are feeling me! </i><br />
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And as an added bonus, her and her spandex-drenched posse, 80's bangs, and leg-warmer friends get their workout on to some Jesus tunes for the perfect blend of aerobic worship. Ahhhhhhh heaven. Only problem is, I gots to go buy a blasted VCR. It is not available on DVD. You will not believe that there are 4 available as "used" on amazon starting at $36. So, you know it is good when the price is inflated! <br />
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Wouldn't that be fun with a group of church ladies on the big screen in the fellowship hall? I'm gonna say - YES! <br />
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Just for fun I you-tubed it for you- for a little preview. Some idiot added in his own "clips" of some other crap but you get the point when you see Stormie and the girls. In middle school, I always wanted to be the girl in the blue and pink with the banana clip ;) Just sayin......<br />
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<b> - 2 cups milk for pudding mix</b></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>- One small package of chocolate chips </b></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>- Whipped Cream Cheese Icing (whipped is the best!) </b></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>- Sprinkles :) </b></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><br />
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</b></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Too bad Stormie up there would not agree :( </b></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-23729277978157835252012-01-16T19:37:00.000-08:002012-01-16T19:37:36.013-08:00My L.o.t. Rox update:<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I mainly started blogging last year so that I could whine about all the things that got on my nerves about living in Roxboro. Blogging was a good try for me because it was FREE and I couldn't really afford a therapist. Trust me, not much has changed -<i> well, except for the fact that I probably still need a therapist. </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Let's discuss...</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Here are all the things that I have discovered will always get on my nerves/pet peeves:</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">1) Wake up phone calls - some people have learned that you shouldn't wake me up - no matter what the circumstances are. Some people are<i> yet </i>to figure this out.The only person I really let slide is my Mama cause I always love to chat with her in the mornings (<i>and you can't get feisty with yo' Mama even if it is before 8am)</i>. </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">2) the Wal-Mart factor - Seriously...you know that it is impossible to go to the Wal-mart without seeing someone you know. I have quite honestly started skimming the parking lot for cars of those whom I wish NOT to run into. Here is what I have discovered are the best times to go to the Wal-mart to avoid said run-ins: Tuesday nights after 6:00, Wednesday nights after 7:00 (a lot of people are at church), and Sunday mornings before 9am. You are Welcome :) If you absolutely have to go there, be aware of your surroundings. I pretend not to see people all the time. That is SO bad I know. But some days you just don't feel like 'catching up' while your child plays games on your cell, and people are staring at you like <i>get-out-of-the-way</i>. I hate it when people stop mid-aisle for a <i>reunion. </i>Which always begins with, "how's your Mama?" </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">3) Why is the frazlin' McDonalds drive-thru line always backed up into the road? I mean how hard should it be for a girl to get a McCafe Caramel Mocha Skinny Latte on demand? I totally miss the Micki-D's at the top of the Hill at the King Bee. And the one in the Wal-Mart does not count....(see # 2) Y'all feel me? ...And speaking of things I miss... remember when Wendy's had a salad / hot bar? DANG I miss those days. This is where I learned of my love for spiral pasta and tomato sauce. AND I miss the Sonic. Who really shops at Rite-Aid anyway??? I am a CVS girl. I would much rather have the Sonic back and hit up a Route 44 Diet Cherry Limeade instead of a Px refill.... Who is with me???? </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> I know that these things are minor but it would make life more bearable if they could maybe open a Target (to split the Wal-mart crowd and bring on the quality goods), and get another McDonalds, and bring back the Sonic. I am talking quality of life here for the Rox. If you are not from the Rox, be daggone thankful if you can reach a target in a 10-15 mile radius. </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">BUT, here is what I wouldn't change for nothin' - </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">1. Being near my family. (however dysfunctional we may be ;) </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">2. Making new friends and growing close to the old ones. I LOVE my Raleigh girls a ton and I MISS them EVERY day, I think of them EVERY day, I PRAY for them still, but God has blessed me with some extremely wonderful friends since I have moved back home. They make life dreamy and the best part is that they are all my sisters in Christ. Sean handpicked out one for me last year when we were engaged and he said that he thought we would grow to be good friends one day. I told him he was crazy and now I just love her to death. See how God works? And I love me some Sean Austin for encouraging me to do so! I was so frustrated when I first moved home. </span><span style="font-size: small;"> I couldn't get my hands on my friends enough because they were all so far away. </span><span style="font-size: small;">I felt like I was left out of everything here. Even at some family gatherings, I am sometimes the "outsider" but I have learned that it is OK. And even some friends BECAME family. God has also blessed me with one incredible friend at church which was an answered prayer for me. Now I find myslef having trouble splitting my time. What a blessing! </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">3. Being married to a crazy, funny, handsome, and DRIVE-ME-CRAZY man! I KNOW I drive him twice as crazy! Oh what a year it has almost been. I wouldn't change it for nothin!!!!! We are definitely a unique couple and what we have works for US! We have so much more learnin' to do but we are well on our way. What we have is OURS and nobody can ever take that away. Georgia Anne keeps us laughing all the time. Tonight we all 3 laughed at the table during dinner over something crazy and I thought it was such a cliche but it was just like sitting and watching it in a movie. There we are cracking up at the simplest things, and our life is just revolving around us and we don't even notice. We just roll through our days and take it as it comes. </span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>So.... all in all, the Rox has sucked me in Y'all. .</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i> Literally, I'm stuck here.</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i> Who could leave all this? </i></span></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-37753989330385286222012-01-15T20:48:00.000-08:002012-01-15T20:48:38.322-08:00"Oh Snap!" Look what I found...<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">First of all, I haven't said "Oh, Snap!" in like 8 years at least. Second of all, it was a phrase worthy of being dusted off.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Just look at all the goods I found at Daddy's over the New Years Weekend! I promised you in <a href="http://life-ontherox.blogspot.com/2012/01/resolution-who.html">this post</a> that I would share. NC Stizzle fans get yo'selves jealous cause boy did Phillip (Daddy) hook a sister up! I was so excited, I had to send immediate 411 to my dearest friend over at <a href="http://shuginboots.blogspot.com/">Shug in Boots </a>who also LoVeS the Stizzle.<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Vintage Stizzle playing cards: </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl487L1np7q0UE6cC_DGqd3Sd83P7k9y8O6W-W5z1a1u-9_73kKk7J6p9JVeCjksZpXNEZn5NiJSgqUx46krwo-NYY74HHNEvqMZTcY4zF4hwUMkb39YVZq7TgQOT_1LhnmXKydLB42Z0/s1600/2012-01-04_13-57-24_844.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl487L1np7q0UE6cC_DGqd3Sd83P7k9y8O6W-W5z1a1u-9_73kKk7J6p9JVeCjksZpXNEZn5NiJSgqUx46krwo-NYY74HHNEvqMZTcY4zF4hwUMkb39YVZq7TgQOT_1LhnmXKydLB42Z0/s320/2012-01-04_13-57-24_844.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Check out these Stellar PACK Alums: </span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I am so loving the "ACC Champs" - fingers crossed for 2012! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Baller"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm loving the plaid sport coat - It is probably red and white ;) Sidney Lowe- eat your heart out shug. </td></tr>
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</span></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">NCSU yearbooks circa 1937, 1938, 1940, 1941 -<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">NCSU Songbook complete with vintage RED records (the complete set of 4)- Anyone have a record player I can borrow?<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And amongst all of that I found my grandmas "date permit" from her nursing school. Apparently you had to get a permit to go out on a date. <i>I must enforce this when the time comes for GA. </i></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She was due at 11:00pm. - Notice she didn't return???? <i>Such a rebel. </i></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>....See???? I get it honest.......</i></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"> There is much more to come but I gots to dive into to daddy's closet. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm hoping for vintage NCSU tee...oh yea! </div><br />
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And may I just say that in the spirit of THE PACK, that the News&Observer FINALLY got something right (and it was laying in our driveway for FREE...they are such a tease...Remember <a href="http://life-ontherox.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-toby.html">"DEAR TOBY"????? here is a recap!</a><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> So long Tarholes! (for this weekend anyway) .... </div><br />
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</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-66693077983318882542012-01-03T21:32:00.000-08:002012-01-03T21:32:51.545-08:00There Will be a Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/k8gkDiTvloc?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The chorus of this song is amazing. Be quiet and listen. Sorry I couldn't find a more entertaining video but I am caught up on the words of this song anyway. I am finding comfort in this song right now for so many reasons. I know that we serve an awesome God and he is bigger than anything we can comprehend. But in the midst of knowing that, it is sometimes hard to understand His plan and purpose for our lives. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">It is so hard to accept that what God has in store is not always what we want. We think it's not fair, we think it's painful, we may even think it is punishment. BUT... God has a plan, a purpose, and a gift inside every move He makes. We all belong to Him... We are all part of His perfect plan...We each have a lesson to learn in Faith. The largest tragedy can be a testament of Faith within a family, in a closely knit group of friends, or even in a single person reevaluating their faithfulness. How can one have such Faith that they are ready to go and be with the Lord? How can someone praise His name for a life being cut way too short? How can someone praise His name for losing someone we adore? How can someone praise His name for such a loss of friendship, love, laughter, and family? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The answer is in the song; <i>"There will be a day of no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears."</i> We are promised eternal life that is better than anything we could ever imagine if we trust in Him. So we must do just that. Trust in Him that we may be comforted when we struggle, trust that He has the better plan, trust that we will be changed for good in these situations. Spend every second you have breathing to gain that Faith, to accomplish that mission, to be <i>that kind</i> of man (or woman) that can take shake their fist at cancer and say <i>"I won anyway." </i>We are not promised tomorrow here on Earth, but we <i>are </i>promised eternity with Him. </span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">This is the day the LORD has made; </span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">let us rejoice and be glad in it. </span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Psalm 118: 24</span></span><b><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</span></span></b></i></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-46920426949883484902012-01-01T21:14:00.000-08:002012-01-05T08:23:45.521-08:00ReSoLuTiOn - who?<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Life altering resolutions are NOT for me. I am NOT a consistent person. Resolutions and promises are rarely kept and rarely are they sincere. I don't really believe in<i> I'm sorry's</i>, or a "<i>do-over</i>" for mistakes. Chances are it's gonna happen again. Just pick up and move forward. This is such a bad quality. <i>I know this</i> (to all of you passing judgment and psychoanalyzing me). Admitting is the first step right???? It is entirely too stressful to commit yourself to something for an entire year. As with most of my projects, I lose steam half-way through anyway. However, here is what I plan to do in order to make my life better in 2012:</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">{1}</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Read More Books and Magazines: I really want to do more than look at the pictures and spread them out nicely on my coffee table. Books are also spread throughout my house in nice piles and I keep imagining myslef coming home at night curling up with a good book..<i>.yeah right. </i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxD9WaP769u9LVaBpmOCHJfGF7xQ_Ha2aAwUP4v0iGMZp6hKGwvmbohoveBoT0YRGbt9SsIEOVmJvyxvApk7vAZMGuS4AmvdBgx85vdYQlhyU0WakwU50NbKM4Xjt6xnV2qO8cY8rgxiQ/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxD9WaP769u9LVaBpmOCHJfGF7xQ_Ha2aAwUP4v0iGMZp6hKGwvmbohoveBoT0YRGbt9SsIEOVmJvyxvApk7vAZMGuS4AmvdBgx85vdYQlhyU0WakwU50NbKM4Xjt6xnV2qO8cY8rgxiQ/s640/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">{2}</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Craft Inexpensively - I want to use more reusable or recycled materials when I'm crafting and I am going to try more of all those "pins" and "likes" on pinterest! </div><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">{3} Learn to take the time to actually <i>watch </i>television. <i>Random I know</i>. I watch about 1/2 an hour to 0 hours of television per week. Not even kidding. I am always busy on some project, or gone somewhere, or just focusing on cleaning or organizing something that never gets finished anyway. I want more time to rest. To enjoy actually sitting and doing absolutely nothing. Is there anyone out there who watches less TV than I do? <i>I think not. </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">{4} Garden Planning - I want to plan more for my garden to make the most from my space and resources. I also want to plant more variety. Gardening gives me such peace of mind and joy. But right now there are some major winter weeds taking over. I just picked the last of my brocolli today and started pulling weeds...Just look what I found chilling amongst the pile of weeds....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6h8GNZ6iKkT8QH3oMEOESuPHKdZQk5NNmVOZuZIseUe6HIOL9HqPDwybDr_QJPAXUMJCCeUBxlDFixJ7i5r0PpUbho14nsI8BEvQ7k5evqtURvER4B79BibkRCLd0naVJv0MAGaNMC_g/s1600/DSCN4171_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6h8GNZ6iKkT8QH3oMEOESuPHKdZQk5NNmVOZuZIseUe6HIOL9HqPDwybDr_QJPAXUMJCCeUBxlDFixJ7i5r0PpUbho14nsI8BEvQ7k5evqtURvER4B79BibkRCLd0naVJv0MAGaNMC_g/s400/DSCN4171_picnik.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">{5} Take a time out for a better daily devotional - not just the email kind. I also want to keep a gratitude list that is a daily reminder of all my blessings and how lucky I am. I am stealing this from the Best Boss Ever (who shared an old devotional with me in which she had done the same). I know God has great things in store for the Austin family this year!</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">{6} Yea Yea...eat more vegetables and exercise. I'm gonna go with ZUMBA once a week. How's that? </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">What are your "making-life-better" plans? </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">PS. Can't wait to share what I got into @ Daddy's today - NC Stizzle fans will LOVE! Promise! </div><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Until next time, XOXO </span><br />
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</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-32014145997905017772011-12-30T09:07:00.000-08:002012-01-05T08:38:34.050-08:00Can somebody please pass the Holiday Cheer????<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Can someone please pass the Holiday Cheer? Don't lose that Christmas spark! Not yet anyways....Let me just serve you up a little Holiday Cheer via The Austin house! This is a collection of my favorite Christmas decor and Christmas traditions. I know it's a little late but hey, the Stizzle had a bowl game to win! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje4CXy4H-D06oQlUA5rua0tmbLcMwXpRgpqJoPLMautlkYSjAwf9V5aitwH1homnWmWlNNsqv1sgwlEukoZ-DVQUOZfjvoTDRpiXJsvxnwxyvSl5aF6LjONfRHSvtQ_kqeosUlNxlPlcc/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje4CXy4H-D06oQlUA5rua0tmbLcMwXpRgpqJoPLMautlkYSjAwf9V5aitwH1homnWmWlNNsqv1sgwlEukoZ-DVQUOZfjvoTDRpiXJsvxnwxyvSl5aF6LjONfRHSvtQ_kqeosUlNxlPlcc/s640/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Anywho, I couldn't wait to share a bit of my Christmas! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">These are a few of my favorite {Christmas} things:</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>(which have disappeared back into storage so I can reclaim my house and breath from the claustrophobia):</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> - I replace pictures throughout the house at Christmas. It's impossible to keep everything up all year long and I always get excited to see them when I pull them from storage. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I also LOVE old ornaments - most of these were mine or Sean's when we were little ....awwwwwww </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">My mama gave us an ornament every year so that when we left home we would have our own. Sean's granny also gave him one and wrote the year on the back! We also had an ornament that was just alike with our names - Fate...don't you think? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The third one my dear friend Alisha made with our wedding invitation cut into swirls on the inside. Isn't that just precious? Thank you Alisha and Pinterest! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Last but not least, here are a few of my fave Christmas shots! It was a great Christmas weekend, spending time with family and friends. Hope you had a great one too! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roasting hot-dogs and Marshmallows in the fireplace at Daddy's <i>- hey, it's tradition. </i></td></tr>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Next year, complete vintage decor, etc. for the entire house.... It's on!</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Happy New Year if I don't get checked back in before! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">XOXOXO</span></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-4205370688046768662011-12-21T13:05:00.000-08:002011-12-21T13:05:45.887-08:00The Rox Does Main Street<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Ever since I was a little girls I have LOVED the parades. From the days of riding with Smokey when I was younger, to dance studio performance, cheerleading for PHS, and not to forget Jr. Miss, I have always loved being in parades. ESPECIALLY the Christmas parade! In case you have not gotten this by now...I LOVE me some Christmas. <i>Hey, I get it from my mama. </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Well, when GA was born, I made it perfectly clear that she would in fact LOVE parades too. This may quite possibly be my first parenting success documentation. GA LOVES the parades too! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">This year, we didn't just watch..it was her first parade participation (with mommy of course!) - Back on the float with Smokey in more than 15-18 years (trying not to reveal any ages), there I was with my baby; handing out candy, waving, freezing, and getting my Christmas spirit on. I really thought that I would miss <i>watching </i>the parade and seeing GA's excitement. HOWEVER, participating is so much better! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">She thought it was soooooo cool to throw candy out to her friends (while she ate her weight in it too), and to wave at complete strangers. Pageant material?????<i> I think yes.</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Stellar waving skills lesson in progress....<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I so enjoyed spending that time with her. All of Roxboro was out. The largest crowds I've seen in years. EVERYONE was happy....smiles all around <i>(and a few Pall Mall's here and there and koozies with beverage cans of a questionable nature.) </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Much to my disappointment we did not make the front page of the Courier Times in the parade section. Oh well , there is always next year! Here is a somewhat lengthy recap in parade photography anyway :) - You gotta see what it is really like here On the Rox - </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;">We let our children get dirty - </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"> We <3 Bojangles and friends from back-in-the-day. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">lovely ladies from Jaycee's - and longtime friends of mine from PHS and middle school! </td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;">Some people abandon their horse drawn carriages to socialize- </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJeQlC-UihvLKvnWBbTY9_dAo6r4u1Pfb2DUEB20_Aok710oQjwo8WmHgRt47QY9WxIqzxMHt0plVZt10MM4zTGwXAZ1uQYX5rYBS271ilzJmK4Kf9CeLw9BJ-sI4t5rKf-o7yvO4uJ0/s1600/DSCN3850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJeQlC-UihvLKvnWBbTY9_dAo6r4u1Pfb2DUEB20_Aok710oQjwo8WmHgRt47QY9WxIqzxMHt0plVZt10MM4zTGwXAZ1uQYX5rYBS271ilzJmK4Kf9CeLw9BJ-sI4t5rKf-o7yvO4uJ0/s320/DSCN3850.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;">We force our children to smile for numerous photos. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> We love our babies! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmXCsiqqv-307g1NGVknMdNMwAHMzlbg1wCzt_Fqp7ghy1oFJfeqzTh5-uFI_krcThJenNxHtnABI35iy-lvNl6Czz3P8SY5nKjm5Ebn3u2_sHhsziKR9ZOhzNytQ7plbbmlZbXP0cUFw/s1600/DSCN3854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmXCsiqqv-307g1NGVknMdNMwAHMzlbg1wCzt_Fqp7ghy1oFJfeqzTh5-uFI_krcThJenNxHtnABI35iy-lvNl6Czz3P8SY5nKjm5Ebn3u2_sHhsziKR9ZOhzNytQ7plbbmlZbXP0cUFw/s320/DSCN3854.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">We will ride anything with wheels in order to be in the parade....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">This is what "shootin' the breeze" looks like..... They <i>(fire departments and such)</i> also call my daddy "Booty" - <i>weird</i>. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV_YPD7DT8KG3l6ZQ8AnaE9s_T7y8EmDhoYWkvsRgWuahQI6QEBD2KSshttAQNdU8Ke07zwbcND3KnIj8jUkTRUryj6iqvHvKSd3rxDbJz-pKJYrziD2oeEPaQ979zyieg1J0h1h6jo10/s1600/DSCN3860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV_YPD7DT8KG3l6ZQ8AnaE9s_T7y8EmDhoYWkvsRgWuahQI6QEBD2KSshttAQNdU8Ke07zwbcND3KnIj8jUkTRUryj6iqvHvKSd3rxDbJz-pKJYrziD2oeEPaQ979zyieg1J0h1h6jo10/s320/DSCN3860.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Additional photo resources for your enjoyment : <br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Merry CHRISTmas Y'all! </span></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-20376680050429213812011-12-19T23:07:00.000-08:002011-12-19T23:07:59.650-08:00The last of the 20's<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Is 30 the new 20? Is it really? That's what everyone keeps saying as I turned 29 on Tuesday last week. All I gotta say is,</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">BRING IT ON 30 - </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">(hey, it's better than the alternative anyway)</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"> Lets hope by next year that the saying is still true! I am going to do something fab when I turn 30. Any ideas? I am the first of all my besties to turn 30. I say RoAd TrIp ladies!!!!<br />
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I haven't even been 29 for a week yet and I have had mega hip pain this week, a twisted ankle, and I am trying to come to grips with the fact that my doctor says that these are ma' probalem....<br />
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</tbody></table>I have to find a compromise over Christmas. I went to one store today to search for NOT.old. lady.cute.shoes and I came up with 2 inter-shoe-departments: HOT! or GRANDMA! Where is the middle ground people? </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><br />
ANYWHO - </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;">I had such a fabulous B-day (week) !!!!! Intercepting Birthday calls and 135+ Facey messages made it so special! I also got to spend some time with many of my faves and receive some VERY thoughtful and fun gifts!!!! <br />
<b> Royal Treatment:</b> I Began celebrating by taking my baby, my mama, and my MIL to Disney Princess on Ice. I still do not know who had more fun of the four of us. It always comes to RBC right before my Birthday and I've always wanted to go. This year....it was on! Thank you Sean Austin :) <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is why I love parenting - joy on your child's face is priceless!!! What is NOT priceless is paying $12 for a snowcone in a Tiana cup. But Hey, we are princesses right? </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Completely magical. </td></tr>
</tbody></table><b>Check out the B-day goods: </b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">THE HELP movie - so freaking excited and new leopard rainboots - don't be a hater, I love me some rain boots. AND some nice vino, notecard, and soap collections - All my favorite things! </td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"> I ALWAYS have dinner at my mama's for my B-day- STANDARD! </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Daddy ALWAYS takes me to lunch. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Memaw and Tracie always call and sing to me. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Jenn and D' always call and sing to me ;) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;">And since my birthday is in December, I get the pleasure of celebrating it throughout the month of December, while doing many of my favorite things: spending time with family and friends, the Christmas PARADE (I am a HUGE fan!), and food! Can I get an AMEN????? Thank you!!!!Christmas parade in true Rox fashion is coming up. Stay TUNED! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-25775609735089668692011-12-14T20:38:00.000-08:002011-12-14T20:38:25.330-08:00JESUS trumps Santa!<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Thinking about Christmas and all that it entails, I had to share this post circulating the blog and FaceBook world..... </span><br />
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<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><a href="http://jenhatmaker.com/blog/2011/11/29/the-christmas-conundrum#.Tt4Z-crxFnk.facebook">Here</a> is the link if you wanna read the entire thing........... or here is an excerpt: </div><br />
<div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"When I was in sixth grade, I received two Christmas presents I distinctly remember: <br />
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1.) The most coveted, desired beautiful "Forenza" tag on a pair of black leggings with a corresponding purple and black plaid shirt. (The outfit could've been anything, as long as it was from The Limited. Outback Red, anyone? Omg. If I could've conjured riches back then, I would've spent every red cent on OBR.)<br />
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2.) A fun, quirky red "football jersey type" sweatshirt. <br />
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I loved them both. Loved, loved, loved. I was certain these gifts were my ticket out of Dorkville. The feathered, product-less boy haircut and Bargain Selection glasses would become moot in light of my new, stylish garb. The popular kids would wonder what they ever didn't see in me. The cute boys I pined over would fight over inviting me to Sadie Hawkins, and they would say things like, "Why haven't we noticed her before? We're like Saul after the scales fell from his eyes." Or at least something very, very similar to that. <br />
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Until one very unfortunate eavesdropping session. <br />
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Supposed to be in bed but creeping in the hall listening to my parents' conversation which simply seemed like a naughty, awesome thing to do, I heard my mom say this: <br />
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"Her red sweatshirt? I found it at Walmart for $3.00." <br />
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Oh. <br />
No.<br />
She.<br />
Didn't. <br />
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And just like that, the sweatshirt was ruined. In front of my eyes, it lost all its charm and it simply became something a Walmart girl would wear because she couldn't afford Esprit and her mother refused to buy her Guess jeans. All of a sudden, it communicated: <i>I'm poor</i>. (I was in sixth grade, people. It was a very dramatic time.)<br />
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Here's why I tell you about my persecutions: That is the only thing I remember from Christmas 1985. Not Jesus. Not reverence. Not generosity. Not gratitude. Just a selfish, materialistic reaction because every single gift of mine wasn't from an overpriced store with a namebrand I could casually brag about wearing. <i>What a brat</i>. <br />
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This sort of bull crap is still happening every year. <br />
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What happened to Christmas? What on earth happened to it? When did it transform from something simple and beautiful to what it is now? How insiduously did the enemy work to slowly hijack Jesus' birth and hand it over on a silver platter to Big Marketing, tricking <b>His own followers</b> into financing the confiscation? <br />
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We all know it. We all feel it. Every year we bear this tension. Each December, the world feels off kilter. But in the absence of a better plan or an alternative rhythm or - let's just say it - courage, we feed the machine yet again, giving Jesus lip service while teaching our kids to ask Santa for whatever they want, because, you know, that's really what Christmas boils down to. <br />
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I just cannot take it anymore, yall. I cannot. <br />
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What if a bunch of us pulled out of the system? What if we said something very radical and un-American, like: "Our family is going to celebrate Jesus this year in a manner worthy of a humble Savior who was born to two poor teenagers in a barn and yet still managed to rescue humanity." </span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
<span style="color: black;">-----THAT LAST LINE IS MY FAVORITE PART! </span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">If you did read the entire thing, you may have felt a number of things; selfishness, overspending, guilt, embarrassment, or maybe you felt <u>nothing</u> of the sort at all. I had such a range of emotions to this post when I read it off my dear Sissy-In-Law's Fbook page. I had to contemplate the depth of it for about a week. I re-read it today <i>(cause it was lonnnnngggg)</i>; I had not buried it amongst all the craziness going on in my life right now, I had simply put it on the back burner until another day. Why...because this post is so true on so many levels and it's a lot to think about.This girl has got it G-O-I-N' ON! - I applaud her efforts, stepping out of the box and taking FAITH far beyond where most of us would. </span></span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Occasionally, I post about great gift finds, local shopping, and some latest trendiness at times. Does that make me a bad person??? NO IT DOES NOT. Does it mean that my priorities are not what they should be????...MAYBE...or MAYBE NOT! ! However, in thinking about Jesus, the most precious gift of all, Here are a couple things I wanted to throw out about priorities, AND this post from up there.... and these are not<i> dents</i> into what she is saying - these are <b><u>my thoughts</u></b> about the entire concept of Santa / Christmas and the most important gift of all Jesus Christ. </span></span><br />
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<div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1323785323121524" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">1. We shouldn't have that attitude <span style="font-style: italic;">just </span>at Christmas - it should be something that we teach to our children year-round.- It should apply to Every area of our life - Not just CHRISTMAS!- This goes far beyond holidays. It is daily LIVING people!</div><div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
2. The only thing I ever wanted to be (and actually knew that I wanted to do) was be a mother - and with that comes seeing joy and happiness on your child's face on Christmas morning - Santa or No Santa -I so look forward to Christmas morning and all that it brings - even if that means I spent money on gifts that she <span style="font-style: italic;">asked </span>for..... <span style="font-style: italic;">But, I don't think that we are one of those crazy parents - that spend a ridiculous amount on our 4 year old for something that not even a middle-schooler should be allowed to have. </span> Memories are so precious and you cannot get them back. Do what is right for your family. This year will be our (me and GA) first Christmas with our own family; Just the three of us. What an exciting chance for us to share the story of Jesus with our daughter. <span style="font-style: italic;">And then we get to go to church on Sunday!!! </span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Happy Birthday JESUS! </b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: small;">And we are so STILL rocking the Santa at the Austin House! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>However, JESUS will always trump Santa! </b></span></span></div></div><div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">3. Our children soak up wayyyy more than we can ever imagine. I dare to say that <i>actions speak louder than words.</i> I think that our actions for others weighs just as heavily as those gifts...or more. - for example, every night GA looks forward to reading the selection from our advent calendar (and she is absorbing it), she helps me shop for angel tree gifts, and she knows that we as a family give to those less fortunate. We have an extreme responsibility as parents to drill into their tiny little heads what we want them to know about everything, and the importance of it all. So my plan is, BOTH! We can be reasonable with our children in what we purchase, give, and allow them to HAVE. We can teach them to give to others, we have to guide them to be good global citizens and good stewards of our earnings and property. We can teach them Jesus and have Santa too. </span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">And ....</span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">"As for me and my house we will serve the LORD!" Joshua 24:15 - What we want our children to know, grow-in, and absorb will come from what we teach them at home. I am so blessed that I was raised in a Christian home that made doggone sure that Jesus was priority. Santa or no Santa. I plan to make sure that GA and any future children (wayyyyyyyy down the road) will be brought up the same way. It<i> is</i> a hard thing to explain to little ones. Here are a few ideas for sharing Jesus with little ones:</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">1. Get an advent calendar (if it's too late for you, it's OK. Start from the beginning and "catch up") </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">2. Get books that share the Good News with holiday spirit. Here are a few of my faves: </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">Frazier, The Crooked Christmas Tree - This book is dear to my heart. It was written by Sheila Barrick, one of the ministers at the church I used to work at - </span><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">First Presbyterian Church in Downtown Raleigh, NC - GA has her own special signed copy. I saw that they are also available online through Barnes and Noble.com</span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> </span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> </span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> </span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> </span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> </span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> </span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> </span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> </span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"> </span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Finally, I am so thankful for the sharing of Jen's post that I shared up there. It really made me think. It really <i>sunk </i>in. More than anything, I am so thankful for the conversations that GA and I have had over the last few nights at bedtime, conversations in the car, the questions she asks me and Sean, and thankful for the desire in my heart for her to know the Lord. Thankful for the ones in my family who instilled that in me, and the friends that were Jesus accessories in my life. <i>Now those are things to shop for! </i></span><br />
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<div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;"><i>Merry CHRISTmas!!!!! </i></span> </div></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-33449819395285705542011-12-07T13:59:00.000-08:002011-12-07T13:59:32.733-08:00Thanksgiving and Such - Rewinded some More<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">This is a randomized post I started before Thanksgiving and never finished. I started this wayyy before my Black Friday post! I was not feeling the Thanksgiving blessings that I should have been at the time. This post actually helped me work though some of that negativity and moodiness. One of the many benefits of being a woman...you may feel one way one day, then completely different the next...Thank you hormones ;) Clearly, I am in a much better place now. All I needed was a couple good sermons, some BFF time, and some family time. I also took a break over Thanksgiving weekend from my jewelry, crafts, and such. MUCH NEEDED! <br />
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By the time I was done writing this, I felt completely different. Especially after the postcards! <br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;">REWIND</span></i>: <br />
Here is where it began 11/22/11: <br />
<b><i>Here we are. Thanksgiving week is upon us </i><i>already. Big YAY. I'm not about to get all Thanksgiving -gooey with thankfulness on y'all. Mainly because I am not feelin' it just yet, and I'm feeling a little overwhelmed lately. However, I must say that Sunday's sermon at least got me headed in the right direction, and I have been thinking a little differently ever since. </i></b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><i>Honestly, I think my heart is not going in the right direction. I hope that will change in the next couple days! I need to pray to have contentment, peace, and thankfulness inside me. Meanwhile, my heart and brain are going in two different directions. I just don't feel connected to the holidays this year as I have in the past. </i><i>Maybe it's because I'm getting older? I don't even really feel like decorating and that's not me! </i></b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><i>In order to get myself in the mood, I wanted to share some vintage postcards that my dearest friend Gail gave me. I have several from different holidays and I couldn't wait to share the ones from Thanksgiving- They are my favorite! They do remind me of things to be thankful for; how much our country has changed, the freedom that we have, and the easiness of our lives now compared to many years ago. </i></b><br />
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<b><i>I think these give an accurate depiction of the way things were, and just how hard it was. I think the writing is so precious and honest. People just don't do those things anymore! I am so very thankful for the freedom that we have here in the United States. More than anything, I am thankful for all those who protect us and keep us safe! These postcards are so dear to me. I love them so much. I think you can see why- some of them date back to 1903! </i></b><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><i>Aren't they precious? </i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>They mean so much to me. I hope to share the other holidays that I have throughout the year. </i></b></div></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><i><br />
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</i></b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><i>And finally, as I was searching through some older Christmas cards, I found one card in particular that gave me the biggest blessing and just the reminder that I needed! I always pull this out every year, remembering what my life was like then. </i></b><br />
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<b><i>Georgia Anne and I were living in Raleigh and I was in school, and trying to work as much as I could to support myself. Those years were so precious and such a milestone in my life. It is a reminder to me that faithfulness in the Lord and his protection over us is far greater than anything else we deserve. At a time in my life which was at times absolutely miserable and very very hard, I received this in the mail one day. To this day I do not know who sent it. It came with gift cards to Wal-Mart and The Children's Place with all these sweet messages of hope and faith and love </i><i>(something I really needed that Christmas). So glad I found it today! It still touches my heart 4 years later and always will!I think I will frame it for a constant reminder of where I am now, and where I acme from...</i></b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><i>So thankful that I am in a place in my life now where I can "pay it forward" to someone else!</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Can't wait to spoil my adopted Angel Tree baby this year! </span></i></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">T</span><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">his is what writing does for me, it puts me in a completely different place. </span><b><i><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I <3 Blogging! <br />
</span></i></b></div></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-41215911542545784732011-12-06T11:38:00.000-08:002011-12-06T11:38:22.109-08:00Support the locals!<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">For people who love to shop local, I'm with ya.... Although the Rox has a <i>somewhat</i> limited (ie..no Target, no mall, no Belk, etc.) selection for shopping adventures, there are several that are well worth the shopportunity!</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Here are some local shopping venues / ideas - which may or may not be included as my actual Christmas list- </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>(ugh hem...pay attention Sean Austin). </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><u><b>Idea #1:Wendy's Merle Norman - N. Main Street </b></u></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Gift Certificate: Who doesn't need beauty supplies all year round? I do! Also, here is my recent favorite purchase. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcoJuGt2Wxi1e4tOj8vY8vFKEScRkf_6nxNhleFYRcaxIy-1Q8rYDFDh8R3jnBLRR0YWVGqKRWCwp2eMci-f8Bs0nkub8PgiqaX6Id3eLWHtIkbiSbYul54y0yo6L7JpKc0qrDPOMCfJg/s1600/Merle-Norman-Train-Case-Special.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I LOVE this train case. My Memaw always kept her make-up in this hot pink train case (proabably circa 1940's) - in our day would be known as a Caboodle? (spelling...IDK?) I always loved going in her makeup and playing with her foundation and all her powders. She always had a TON - must run in the family! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Anywho, visit Wendy's Merle Norman locally, or your nearest Merle Norman for this sweet deal. (The eye colors and the dual lip pencil are my fave! It also comes with 2 travel cosmetic bags (the patent is in my purse right this second!) <br />
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</a></div><u><b>Stop #2: The Bootery - Madison Blvd. </b></u></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Who doesn't love/ needs shoes? <i>This is an actual need.</i> I need some black, chunky shoes that are comfy for work, and can go with dress pants and jeans, with a some minimal amount of cuteness. Luckily my old friend Max has the inside scoop for all footwear fashion at <a href="http://www.thebooteryltd.com/">The Bootery. </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiZSbw1NC3FGMs3fatpUpsHTt_ubCoENyP1QDuFNKokcn12TB8XA1MHw_94t9X2e-MntwXrxTdSeeBbduFnXrU9OAoOj6uKc7RV00K48_aK-aDkht0CSUWiYu13wAX_Ymedrzx8ApHoBA/s1600/Max.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiZSbw1NC3FGMs3fatpUpsHTt_ubCoENyP1QDuFNKokcn12TB8XA1MHw_94t9X2e-MntwXrxTdSeeBbduFnXrU9OAoOj6uKc7RV00K48_aK-aDkht0CSUWiYu13wAX_Ymedrzx8ApHoBA/s400/Max.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">-he knows about shoes - <i>(Kimberly is one lucky girl!)</i>- since his family has owned it for like a heck of a lotta years now- (since 1953 to be exact) - I love a local family business! Find out more information about their store <a href="http://www.thebooteryltd.com/">here</a>. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I have my eye on these two: </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">comfy and cute! I also think they will give me just the right amount of height for all my fave jeans!I tried these on in there one day and you would not believe the arch support. I now know that is what I am lacking in footwear needs. </td></tr>
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Today I got my car cleaned inside and out + waxed for $40. - What a steal right? Especially for my car. Big daddy probably thought he shoulda charged this mama more- but, I am 1 happy lady! (No more snacks for GA in the car and I ain't going to Daddy's on the dirt road in this baby for a while). It was long overdue for a thorough cleaning- This would be a great gift idea for men or women - or if you just wanted to do something nice for someone. There are other great places in town too, but I think Big Daddy has a great price right now, especially for a wax!</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-1091140737228990002011-11-30T21:38:00.000-08:002011-11-30T21:40:30.838-08:00Still Recovering from Black Friday...<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Can I first apologize for that ginormous heading up there - will correct after Google search of how to shrink said photo ;) <br />
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annnndddd Yes. I am still in fact recovering from Black Friday - stayed up Thanksgiving night and finally went to bed at 4:30 am. Got up 5 hours later to go get GA- All that staying up late used to be easier......<i>But,</i> Black Friday totally taunts me- I stalk the cites online for who just got the black market version of the sales papers in hand. I love it when they get leaked and the scanned copies from someones Iphone get circulated via internet too early. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Anywho....</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">So, in honor of my being absent for soooooo long, we will take a quick recap of <i><a href="http://www.life-ontherox.blogspot.com/">Life on the Rox</a></i> over Thanksgiving.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Standard Thanksgiving Activities: </span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">1. Kissing babies </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">2. Corn Hole </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">3. Austin Family Photo </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">4. Gator-rides from Daddy </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">5. Hunting (Hubby and Brother-In-law both got a deer! - yep...that's how we do!)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">6. Black Friday Shopping & Recovery </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">7. BFF visitation / shopping / crafting </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">- and that's how we do Thanksgiving....On the Rox! </span> </i></span></div></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">And now for a brief preview of some upcoming Holiday Posts! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">1. Drafting my Spreadsheet of Christmas gifts (any my own list of course)<br />
1.5 - Decorating 101 </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">2. The Santa House ... on the Rox (get excited!) </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">3. Kiwanis Pancake Breakfast - tradition... </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">4. Mis Cupleanos! (es correcto en espanol?) </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">5. Angel Tree Shopping<br />
6. the Rox Christmas Parade </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">7. More Local Shopping- Support the Locals! <br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">There are so many exciting things I love about the Holidays. For certain, I begin the dash to Christmas as soon as I pack up, and trash, and eat the Halloween candy. I LOVE ME some CHRISTMAS Y'all! - so get pumped for some Holiday cheer via Life on the Rox! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Sorry it's been a while -busy, busy girl....... </div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-61389418672467046252011-11-08T21:04:00.000-08:002011-11-09T07:59:46.593-08:00Retail Therapy Options<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Just FYI, I am about 95% done Christmas Shopping. Including <span style="color: red;">SANTA! </span>How about you? Well, if you are not off to an OH-SO-GREAT start, consider these local possibilities for all the ladies and little girlies in your life! <br />
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As Promised I am giving you updates on some local shopportunity. This past weekend, I had a great experience at the RCS Holiday Extravaganza. My company <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Specialty-Design-Co/165697053464138?cropsuccess#%21/pages/Specialty-Design-Co/165697053464138">Specialty Design Co. </a>set up camp and had a great turnout from repeat and some new customers. Just need to add that Monogrammed Scarves are HOT right now!!! Good gracious! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizS81F_F5ShdSbY6Lsx5WtHYhyBVBSEIhmoq_72ZUmdAutfKd2mP15nAPw6C6pPU9saA9g1ZFQpI-0jZFKFWJbvTKBPPGm39LKq59n748w6vpsy_aryFcSbSVG32JjPWB6iYfyoackvdE/s1600/379862_287001224667053_165697053464138_955816_651259895_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="235" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizS81F_F5ShdSbY6Lsx5WtHYhyBVBSEIhmoq_72ZUmdAutfKd2mP15nAPw6C6pPU9saA9g1ZFQpI-0jZFKFWJbvTKBPPGm39LKq59n748w6vpsy_aryFcSbSVG32JjPWB6iYfyoackvdE/s320/379862_287001224667053_165697053464138_955816_651259895_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Check out <a href="http://www.personalizeyourlife.com/">my catalog</a> for more options! </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I love my little side-j.o.b so much because I can put my creativity skills to work as well as earn a little extra cash for my own personal upkeep (<i>and y'all know I requires a LOT!)</i> as well as saving some. I also hope to take my baby to Disney in the Spring next year so Mama is workin' hard! Most of all, I enjoy interacting with customers and giving them a great product that they love and not having to spend a ton to get something personal! I also love to see people's faces when they get something they love (ps. my <a href="http://www.5lovelanguages.com/learn-the-languages/the-five-love-languages/">Love Language</a> is Giving/Receiving Gifts). Nothing makes me happier than to give someone a little prize! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">When ever I attend these events I always like to scope out other various vendors because I love to support the locals!!! Well this past Saturday was a huge bonus score for me. I found this sweet little Boutique from Durham. <i>I still consider local - who doesn't go to Durham? Seriously</i>...Our options on the Rox <i>are</i> limited. It's called <a href="http://www.thesmittenboutique.com/">Smitten Boutique</a> . I can't wait to go visit their store!<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I got the BEST shoes from these ladies! I am so excited about them I couldn't help but share. I have gotten a lot of 3 for 1 deals before but not like this. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Oh my goodness! I am so in love. As the days of open-toe peeps are coming to an end, I needed a re-vamp in my closet for Fall. These are so very perfect! First, they come with 3 amazing interchangeable snaps that give you a 3 for 1 deal!!!! These flats are velvety, stretch and so completely comfortable. Pair them with some leggings, sweater dress, and a Pashmina and you are completely accessorized. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih0uv1RQy6l-JFwaTryPgj5Kvv0IjMlOr57gAKMamOTENmFfQrkmviPtjAXOFn_OnWB-2aLT5pUYJpno_QyK-A0cqwOoD9Xy9UYgm8nx1VE3CMsImdcf3itKNuUtLSj6Mb5iOURe7LM7A/s1600/IMG00438-20111105-1639.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih0uv1RQy6l-JFwaTryPgj5Kvv0IjMlOr57gAKMamOTENmFfQrkmviPtjAXOFn_OnWB-2aLT5pUYJpno_QyK-A0cqwOoD9Xy9UYgm8nx1VE3CMsImdcf3itKNuUtLSj6Mb5iOURe7LM7A/s400/IMG00438-20111105-1639.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgST4YbaexZjWmqyw1sH3o4WGl3twcaDwgNw-zq_i3R5Y0MYXOexAt2fxg9N-TZwTKK2xyU0JTwOGR8U6MGHPVrfC9mixiev6tUyaorPv39d-tSqqh0VbN_b8zIV1mna4qfEQgjM_4rLsI/s1600/51nhA70vXLL._SS44_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
</a></div>My fave are the pink, bling-bling snaps that I wore yesterday. I felt so sparkly all day!!! You can tell they are well-made too. After wearing them for 2 straight days all day they barely looked scuffed on the bottom.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I also got my mom the latest in comfortable fashion slip-ons. My Mom is <i>real</i> trendy on...the...real... Always looking her best and completely accessorized. So, I decided to surprise her with some red slips ons that she cold rock over the HoLiDaYs! Pair those red shoes with her sassy new hair cut and color and she's a total knockout! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjeY3jYQs0gdOtdHENp0pCzlRbT9QAokMQ7XOeVSLHH5VsxQES_frNZCjLXqP3CUUCVWBY_5qdnUmyarOFQX31iNrLhDief_lZyCXhx-0v_qbIzt-eyFR35ryo6gk_GdAgR_fMLT2OIeo/s1600/51Kg4Qw8ReL._AA200_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjeY3jYQs0gdOtdHENp0pCzlRbT9QAokMQ7XOeVSLHH5VsxQES_frNZCjLXqP3CUUCVWBY_5qdnUmyarOFQX31iNrLhDief_lZyCXhx-0v_qbIzt-eyFR35ryo6gk_GdAgR_fMLT2OIeo/s320/51Kg4Qw8ReL._AA200_.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgST4YbaexZjWmqyw1sH3o4WGl3twcaDwgNw-zq_i3R5Y0MYXOexAt2fxg9N-TZwTKK2xyU0JTwOGR8U6MGHPVrfC9mixiev6tUyaorPv39d-tSqqh0VbN_b8zIV1mna4qfEQgjM_4rLsI/s1600/51nhA70vXLL._SS44_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">These are also comfy and cute with jeans or leggings. I dare to say I bought myself a pair too. The same shoes as my mama. <i> </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>Scary. </i><br />
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<i>So, on your next run to Durham, you have to check out Smitten Boutique. They had a ton of baby and kids Mud Pie items (trunk show Nov. 9th) and <a href="http://www.thesmittenboutique.com/">their website </a>showcases all the lines they carry. Even PANDORA! </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Next on the local shopping list: </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">- If you are a mama of a sweet little girl like me, you have to be in-the-know with the latest Hairbow diva that I have discovered. Meet Lesley Annas from Pink Pixie....a Girly Boutique.<br />
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The best thing about this lady is her AmAzInG prices! If your a cost-conscious mama you will be blown away by her skill and pricing. She has bows in all sizes and even the grippy stuff to keep them from falling out. She also has headbands, clip-ons, and pony tail accessories. Check out the handi-work!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hope this gives you a little fun start on shopping and some new places to visit! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Next on the list: THE MEN in our life... What to buy them??? </div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Any ideas anyone?</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">XOXOXO <span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: lime;">Happy Shopping</span></b></span> XOXOXO</div><br />
</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-65355060361811056402011-11-06T20:10:00.000-08:002011-11-06T20:10:12.678-08:00Weekend on the Rox<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Much needed weekend on the Rox: </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> <span style="font-size: large;">Chapter 1- <i>'Cheat-as" never win' </i></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Much to my dismay, I was unable to go to the <span style="color: red;">NCSU</span> / <span style="color: #9fc5e8;">UNC</span> game on Saturday. Tears flowed. Twice. I was so torn as to whether I should go or not. I gave my ticket to my daddy. I totally know that I made the right choice. He was so happy to go and he had a great time tailgating with some of our best friends! I couldn't have been a happier girl at the end of the day (in less of course I had been there too).<br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">#1 ) We (<span style="color: red;">NCSU</span>) did in fact and quite frankly open a can of whoop you-know-what on those tarholes!!! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">13-0 <br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">{Insert "whoop whoop"} </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Thank you to the Carolina "<i>Cheat-as" </i></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>oh um....I mean Tarholes </i></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i> </i> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;">The NCSU/UNC game is always a biggie for Sean and I. It was our first date 2 years ago and at the time Sean had not yet been converted. Ew....I know...<i>a UNC fan?</i> I was already sure it might not work out. </span><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Needless to say, prayers have been answered and he is now wearing <span style="color: red;">red</span> and looks amazingly hot in it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">If you need an update on tobacco road rivalries please tune in <a href="http://shuginboots.blogspot.com/2011/11/withers-tell-ya-mouf-to-stop-writin.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+ShugInBoots+%28Shug+in+Boots%29">here</a>. My bloggy BFF gave a quick rendition of the latest on said rivalry. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Chapter 2 - <i>Economy Boost!</i> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Even though I missed the game on Saturday I got to promote <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Specialty-Design-Co/165697053464138">my biz</a> all day on Saturday. With much success might I add. Another one of the many ways God has blessed me with talent and ability! </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">I also want to catch you all up later this weekend on some other great local vendors that I think moms and ladies will love for some shoportunity. I met some great vendors on Saturday!! You will have to wait until later this week to be introduced to my latest purchase. </span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">I know you <i>can't</i> wait. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;">Chapter 3</span> -<span style="font-size: large;"> Auntie Loves!!! </span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">One of the great things about living on the Rox is that I get to be a part of my nieces and nephews life way more than I did when I was in Raleigh. I have 5 and 4 of them had a birthday weekend. Kelbie turned 7, Caleb turned 8, Kayla is turning 10 tomorrow. Praise the Lord! These three are so precious and I love to think on their birthdays about how each one is so special in their own unique way. Kayla is so thoughtful and affectionate, Caleb is so manner-able and always a sweetheart when you see him, Kelbie the headstrong yet very sensitive little stone. They each have their own fire that is irreplaceable and unique. Sorry I didn't get any pics of their party. Here is an older pic of them all. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">I did get some pics of another little man in particular - who had a VERY special birthday. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">My Landon turned one today {tear} - It seems like just yesterday we were coming to visit you in the hospital. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">This was such a special moment for me a year ago. Sean and I were not married yet, and some how I felt that day that I was already untied with his family. When Landon was born it was another stamp of affirmation in my heart that God had ordered my steps from where I had been to where I am going. I remember a group of us praying over him and Katie and Thomas. Tears filled my eyes in the hospital room that night and I felt such happiness and closeness that I had always wanted for my marriage, and family. It brings tears to my eyes right now just thinking about they years to come and all the joy he has brought to us all this year so far. One thing that just completely fills my cup is that moment when GA held him for the first time. Me and Katie thought she was going to cry her self.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Now, she loves him so much and it has brought out a side of her I had never seen. I know that they will have so much fun growing up together!! I can only imagine the shaninigans they will get into!!! </span></span></span><br />
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</a></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-44152714703919241502011-11-02T18:55:00.000-07:002011-11-02T18:55:08.288-07:00Intervention Please<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">So here is what Halloween does..... It totally gets me off balance. I need reinforcements, back-up, an <i>intervention</i>. I would say since last weekend, my life has been somewhat out-of-sorts. Mainly because of candy. <i>I know. It's ridiculous.</i> I am approaching 30, (rather fast might I add), and people should still hide candy from me. This is serious. Now you know why my child also has a problem with candy. We don't keep it on hand because of such an issue. Then, I clean out her Halloween bucket and this is what I find. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Clearly she can't be left unattended with candy <i>either</i>. </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
Remember<a href="http://life-ontherox.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-crazy-girl-is-ranting-today.html?spref=fb"> that day</a> when I was in a funk? That's when it all started. Our office started collecting candy for our Trick-or-Treat event two weeks ago for our big event. I was Snow White. <i>Again</i>. Photo booth and everything. Super fun though. I got to squeeze on nearly 120 children in 2 hours. Elmo was my side-kick. Sometimes they screamed at Elmo. It was adorable and entertaining. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheX0NN2wVz30yxVqGNiBjWBxppOfOXZq_7P1X9hnuJCHp9U2mQzA3B1wrq42elFFgDgTCeacBwPOmXJC8DLUS8jOpqv_6cBkeo8IyuEqzHXIZHiiSPVJUCIgBP_L9dKUt7WAYTenN3udI/s1600/101_0575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheX0NN2wVz30yxVqGNiBjWBxppOfOXZq_7P1X9hnuJCHp9U2mQzA3B1wrq42elFFgDgTCeacBwPOmXJC8DLUS8jOpqv_6cBkeo8IyuEqzHXIZHiiSPVJUCIgBP_L9dKUt7WAYTenN3udI/s320/101_0575.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"> Then we had trunk-or-treat at church... More candy. More candy. More candy...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiooMY1_b7FlzpcTnuUgmTlgjBkLuIRXoqynb8Yd8XjJYFFN6-hN0WIMR6wjNTihBT_dZeH6sHhGMwR4Uzjw44C28MfH_9pEgoSMeVWCiGAGOUGi7VM7bSXNwW3YkRP3Za9Wg5svtJXzrk/s1600/DSCN3157.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiooMY1_b7FlzpcTnuUgmTlgjBkLuIRXoqynb8Yd8XjJYFFN6-hN0WIMR6wjNTihBT_dZeH6sHhGMwR4Uzjw44C28MfH_9pEgoSMeVWCiGAGOUGi7VM7bSXNwW3YkRP3Za9Wg5svtJXzrk/s320/DSCN3157.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwxpma2wBV02MyglSbAfisQTIfNhxP7WwY4HtjLTa4B0abef2XJYHZzzTtG3UQGPxDB6RybvsMwsmvW9cY9iGauoBCH5Pvg7IO99DbsKmbN84WK2B9xUfKoVEmZjiDSMjxHa9C1txh4aw/s1600/303898_1896575552362_1780825327_1290712_1270386479_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwxpma2wBV02MyglSbAfisQTIfNhxP7WwY4HtjLTa4B0abef2XJYHZzzTtG3UQGPxDB6RybvsMwsmvW9cY9iGauoBCH5Pvg7IO99DbsKmbN84WK2B9xUfKoVEmZjiDSMjxHa9C1txh4aw/s320/303898_1896575552362_1780825327_1290712_1270386479_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-size: x-large;">All my fave Clement Girlies! </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Then when Halloween actually came, we seriously got a 5 gallon bucket full of JUNK after the final compiling of all said Halloween activities I did have to organize it into snacks, chocolate products, and fruity/sugary products (for easy access of course). </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The amount of candy is not really a problem. It's the candy that is a precursor for my ongoing problem with food. Since I have been eating candy on the regular, I find it necessary to continue eating other crap. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Exhibit A - Your basic FROSTY </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">Not only did I go get a Frosty - I found it necessary to add Butterfinger topping.... Throughout the <i>entire </i>experience. This happened in several layers. </span><span id="goog_802533186"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcB4MhvGWsQrJV12lVXNTheVW6f7xkY93kyMR1wKtZcsuENq6owxUdJ1ipEpQt7O413GyqRm0yLEWK5SJ0LfklwiygL70BSaHugE4RqBeHmyf6XW7CrQ_cw0iyXYm9iCRibLf3vsjC3uk/s1600/DSCN3339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcB4MhvGWsQrJV12lVXNTheVW6f7xkY93kyMR1wKtZcsuENq6owxUdJ1ipEpQt7O413GyqRm0yLEWK5SJ0LfklwiygL70BSaHugE4RqBeHmyf6XW7CrQ_cw0iyXYm9iCRibLf3vsjC3uk/s400/DSCN3339.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">To further explain my sickness, I have no desire to exercise, nor to stop actually eating junk. How do I snap myself out of it and get back on track? I must get fixed before the rest of the holidays. It will only be a downward spiral from here. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
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</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-44907962792638398692011-10-27T21:18:00.000-07:002011-10-27T21:18:40.245-07:00Oh fairy godmother where are thou?<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">So you know how as little girls we were totally lied to about boys.... I mean not on purpose but nobody actually told us the truth about them. Right? ... <i>Yes right I am. </i>Proceed for further evidence. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">My first ever movie in the theater was Snow White. I remember this very well. I remember how excited I was when my parents told me we were going and I think we might have even skipped church on a Sunday to go to it. {GASP!} In case you didn't know already, the Rox didn't get a movie theater in my lifetime until like 2001, 2002??? I dunno. I just know it was wayyyyy after it should happened. Thank you <a href="http://www.palacepoint.com/">Palace Point </a>for making my excursion so see a movie only 10 minutes instead of 50 now. Anyways, I can remember seeing that movie like it was yesterday. I remember the prince, the falling in love, the whole shabang. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Then came Little Mermaid, Cinderella., Sleeping Beauty, etc..... So from the very beginning and then continuously after little girls keep getting that whole<i><b> "happily ever ever thing"</b></i> very wrong. Even though I must admit that it is directly over my bed now as a quote, as we speak. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi1i90uE7EWvUMCQ1rNUMYPVvr6M78GVu3Yu0sKQRExq9GFe3BitWPqT5XDQYPWmCilwQIk_-TiJehvm97ksVcM3azDm-Q2jFsRa6OR-l40jtcW3j_ByRGw7Oy-0vEi_8gZtr4WfGw3rg/s1600/DSCN3278%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi1i90uE7EWvUMCQ1rNUMYPVvr6M78GVu3Yu0sKQRExq9GFe3BitWPqT5XDQYPWmCilwQIk_-TiJehvm97ksVcM3azDm-Q2jFsRa6OR-l40jtcW3j_ByRGw7Oy-0vEi_8gZtr4WfGw3rg/s400/DSCN3278%255B1%255D.jpg" width="355" /></a></div><br />
<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Don't get me wrong .I am so happily and joyfully married. But it is not always prince charming or princess material. Needless to say, being the said "princess-type" bites me in the <i>u-know-what</i> more than it helps me. Prince charming ain't packin' all the best traits either all the time. But, he <i>is</i> best for me, and God put him here (and saved his life) just for me! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2LnS6sAfiWcF1SD8ebrChQII0DtF0wn5Cz7Pk6Neh3qZ0PBs9z-jkRjlApD1_-becCW8_Sf8NYCpDQArcWqVlDvU105AlJlG3V3iZ-4mM8zFe_HQ674qaf-88KjP5PDV-IZNObRYO4AE/s1600/DSCN3200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2LnS6sAfiWcF1SD8ebrChQII0DtF0wn5Cz7Pk6Neh3qZ0PBs9z-jkRjlApD1_-becCW8_Sf8NYCpDQArcWqVlDvU105AlJlG3V3iZ-4mM8zFe_HQ674qaf-88KjP5PDV-IZNObRYO4AE/s320/DSCN3200.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">My point in all of this is...I have so many friends who have absolutely no idea what it is like to be married. It is not as said...a fairytale... so-to-speak. They have NO idea...to be completely tied down; to put one (or maybe even 2) person's needs and desires above your own. <i>Do you think I wanted to clean our bathroom tonight for almost 2 hours? I think NOT.</i> I have a running list of people in my head that I just know marriage will spank them right where the need it. Many of them have the warm gooeyness about making him happy, being all snuggly happy forever, and yada yada yada... <i>Whatever ma sisters in life... You needs to get on the reality train. </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Just this week I ran into someone who recently got married right after Sean and I did. I said the ol' "How's married life?" Oh my goodness, what a loaded shotgun that was. I love when people are completely honest. Like when she said, <i>"It's an adjustment."</i> {Insert several high-fives and a "preach on sister" from yours truly}. I mean really...thank you so much to someone for honesty. It<i> is</i> an adjustment, it <i>is</i> hard, it <i>is</i> tearful.... it's LIFE people. Be honest about it y'all. If you were lucky enough to not experience these "symptoms" then you are in fact just that. Lucky. However, just because it is rough the first few months means NOTHING. It means you are learning, experiencing, and more than anything developing your own character for marriage. Sean and I also had to consider our daughter in our adjustments. We have made such huge improvements in a mere 6 months. We are in such a good place now that we have gotten a routine down pat. <i>Y'all can here me knocking on wood right? </i>I look back and think about how fast time is flying since we got married. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I can say that marriage is the largest blessing I have ever experienced and I know that my purpose in marrying Sean is more than I can even fathom. Thankfully, God knows exactly what we need, when we need it. It is still hard to have a joyful heart while doing the laundry, scrubbing the toilets, cooking and cleaning almost EVERY night, and making sure they are both fed and dressed and shipped out safely the next day. <i>Feel the resentment?</i> Women have such huge amounts of anxiety over the daily tasks of taking care of a family. I just tell myslef that God designed us to do that and so we have to keep moving on. I mean do you think the hubs is going to work all day thinking about dinner arrangements? <i>I think NOT.</i> <span style="font-size: small;">With that being said, be your own fairy godmother, make your own magic, create your own fairytale, and </span>I know blessings will come your way! </div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">And for goodness sakes, ignore the wicked witches!!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjM9W_n2mgVql5nhUswsFnZgueUguxDyKIFYsSRCn0Fvy8MeDt5h7gfEMErjs4z70w_mVXaXXElMB8IPQlYnFR8QGhpnBL27fYpyCnUqrezbaUt2PffL59jI_uvh0xrsmPbzH-5bWoZjc/s1600/DSCN3155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjM9W_n2mgVql5nhUswsFnZgueUguxDyKIFYsSRCn0Fvy8MeDt5h7gfEMErjs4z70w_mVXaXXElMB8IPQlYnFR8QGhpnBL27fYpyCnUqrezbaUt2PffL59jI_uvh0xrsmPbzH-5bWoZjc/s640/DSCN3155.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Ha Ha Ha!!!!!!! (Love her)</span></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14211618044664607514noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-896232674505510403.post-71599690860119241842011-10-26T12:55:00.000-07:002011-10-26T12:55:34.859-07:00Would you wear these?????<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOA2rHRpn5HfKm6XYft1Q7c1Rs30axEpVrZSVMF_DJ2UOcsl9iHCFR6K5AybWy-3Z4koFt4KpNVXjb23gbEn-rXCFwWDsqLvswadAs3aelfpF7r9ICS5mEQ8AMYz15yvt2VivhUuQCBJE/s1600/boots.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>First lemme just say that very rarely do I talk about my business ventures via blog. But, I figure what the HECK. There is nothing wrong with a little consumer input right? Recently, my at-home business <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Specialty-Design-Co/165697053464138">Specialty Design Co.</a> has been picking up speed and people are planning for Christmas already!<br />
<i>(It is like 8 weeks away you know?) </i><br />
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Here are a couple things from my last Home Show which was SUPER fun and a success!!!<br />
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Jewelry and anything Monogrammed!!!! <br />
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So, in thinking about Christmas and all the <a href="http://www.personalizeyourlife.com/">fabulous products I have already</a>, I can't help but think about adding to my product line. <br />
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Have you even been planning your tailgating outfit and worried that you might ruin your fave pair of cowboys or heels in the mud or scrape up the bottoms on the nasty pavement walking in???? I SO have. Need I remind you all that we park at the water tower and migrate FOREVA to get to the stadium. <br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">So, what do you think about these?????</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOA2rHRpn5HfKm6XYft1Q7c1Rs30axEpVrZSVMF_DJ2UOcsl9iHCFR6K5AybWy-3Z4koFt4KpNVXjb23gbEn-rXCFwWDsqLvswadAs3aelfpF7r9ICS5mEQ8AMYz15yvt2VivhUuQCBJE/s1600/boots.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOA2rHRpn5HfKm6XYft1Q7c1Rs30axEpVrZSVMF_DJ2UOcsl9iHCFR6K5AybWy-3Z4koFt4KpNVXjb23gbEn-rXCFwWDsqLvswadAs3aelfpF7r9ICS5mEQ8AMYz15yvt2VivhUuQCBJE/s400/boots.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">There are also tons of matching accessories for game day. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I need input STAT!!! Like or HATES???? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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