<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:51:29.263-04:00</updated><category term='camping'/><category term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Elegantly Shabby</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-3928214893597791947</id><published>2009-05-24T08:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T09:38:51.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the Spring!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Quick updates--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We visited with the Knobelochs while in SC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlKy9BgZbI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Qdz1Cuuh1qM/s1600-h/DSC01702_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlKy9BgZbI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Qdz1Cuuh1qM/s320/DSC01702_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339381072459228594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roddy has been in yard work overdrive the last few weeks.  Here is Elijah doing his part--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlKyuVdlDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/WDAd71pQt_A/s1600-h/DSC01650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlKyuVdlDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/WDAd71pQt_A/s320/DSC01650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339381068516398130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roddy and Thomas dumping the massive amount of mulch on the driveway.  $60 isn't bad for a dump truck full--so full, in fact, that the lift wouldn't work!   They had to resort to manual labor.  :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlKyeUw33I/AAAAAAAAAIU/ddExPt_zFcA/s1600-h/DSC01645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlKyeUw33I/AAAAAAAAAIU/ddExPt_zFcA/s320/DSC01645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339381064218500978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been able to go to the beach three times already!  Here is the first trip to Charleston for the Bridge Run.  I did the whole 6 miles without walking!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Team Allison/Katie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlKyBtp8NI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jMEbm_Um4PU/s1600-h/DSC01477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlKyBtp8NI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jMEbm_Um4PU/s320/DSC01477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339381056538276050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More youth staff who came down for the race.  We had a blast!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlKx7wOMwI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xVdrzkxqaLk/s1600-h/DSC01478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlKx7wOMwI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xVdrzkxqaLk/s320/DSC01478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339381054938428162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We left the boys with Beck and Big Daddy for the race, but when my cousin Steven got married in Charleston a few weeks later, we brought the boys.  They had a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; bit of fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlIzBaSfkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/epFakHQ4iAY/s1600-h/DSC01607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlIzBaSfkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/epFakHQ4iAY/s320/DSC01607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339378874613661250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlIykJ9R0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/b6eHT23EXMk/s1600-h/DSC01548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlIykJ9R0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/b6eHT23EXMk/s320/DSC01548.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339378866760533826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All dolled up for the wedding--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlIyU1ctwI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Axc3eWu1kVY/s1600-h/DSC01577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlIyU1ctwI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Axc3eWu1kVY/s320/DSC01577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339378862647981826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoying the pool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlIyCFrTrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/I4JW6xHDYfU/s1600-h/DSC01551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlIyCFrTrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/I4JW6xHDYfU/s320/DSC01551.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339378857615773362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready for a bike ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlIx07pnWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RV6Ze778gRk/s1600-h/DSC01486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlIx07pnWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RV6Ze778gRk/s320/DSC01486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339378854084058466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visiting Beck and Big Daddy in Lexington&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlGP3kmPZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gyI6UlsXCxo/s1600-h/DSC01734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlGP3kmPZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gyI6UlsXCxo/s320/DSC01734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339376071653866898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big Daddy and Uncle Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlGPv6PJ9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/CrL2UNSn5v4/s1600-h/DSC01672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlGPv6PJ9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/CrL2UNSn5v4/s320/DSC01672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339376069597145042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe showing off his corn-eating skills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlGPbwjLDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uEgHd25-ZZQ/s1600-h/DSC01660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlGPbwjLDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uEgHd25-ZZQ/s320/DSC01660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339376064187804722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Mother's Day this year, Roddy planted a rose bed for me complete with an arbor and 10 rose bushes!!!  My house has roses every where and I couldn't be happier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlGPMW8BRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JE__seut-74/s1600-h/DSC01628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlGPMW8BRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JE__seut-74/s320/DSC01628.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339376060053849362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlGOqW14dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3jD7M8q_LUc/s1600-h/DSC01618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlGOqW14dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3jD7M8q_LUc/s320/DSC01618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339376050926641618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-3928214893597791947?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3928214893597791947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=3928214893597791947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/3928214893597791947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/3928214893597791947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2009/05/enjoying-spring.html' title='Enjoying the Spring!!'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/ShlKy9BgZbI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Qdz1Cuuh1qM/s72-c/DSC01702_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-2947319884141870129</id><published>2009-02-12T08:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:20:37.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hibernation?</title><content type='html'>Wow!  How quickly time passes.  Here are some December updates.  :-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I ran my first 5k and completed my goal of running the whole thing.  Yippee!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SZQjmiKvJDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ukkk1jMZT04/s320/DSC00886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301901806235755570" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my baby boy turned 1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SZQuTFS5CQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/OP7ntFSTK2Q/s320/DSC00900.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301913566695721218" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SZQuTQDJsrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/7jKAERTgvLw/s320/DSC00916.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301913569582494386" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went to Brazil for 3 weeks and had a blast getting to spend time with Roddy's family.  I'll post pictures of that separately.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-2947319884141870129?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2947319884141870129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=2947319884141870129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/2947319884141870129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/2947319884141870129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2009/02/hibernation.html' title='Hibernation?'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SZQjmiKvJDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ukkk1jMZT04/s72-c/DSC00886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-5720203086412813653</id><published>2008-10-30T16:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:12:58.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If it were me...</title><content type='html'>... I wouldn't be nearly this happy.  Poor Elijah has a cold and still loves to giggle.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-240484a3bcf6dc2c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5720203086412813653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=5720203086412813653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/5720203086412813653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/5720203086412813653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-it-were-me.html' title='If it were me...'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-822193925648907300</id><published>2008-10-12T09:41:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T09:55:57.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Silly baby #1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPIAhK6WqDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4tJK2DbuPg8/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPIAhK6WqDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4tJK2DbuPg8/s320/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256264284959582258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPIAhq3D4QI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yIwfzyZOAzo/s1600-h/DSC00576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPIAhq3D4QI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yIwfzyZOAzo/s320/DSC00576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256264293535703298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPIAiLr5WjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8dQJRulivPM/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPIAiLr5WjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8dQJRulivPM/s320/DSC00578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256264302347246130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silly baby #2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPH_XyZ6B4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/UmE9R79em1I/s1600-h/DSC00601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPH_XyZ6B4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/UmE9R79em1I/s320/DSC00601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256263024250587010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPH_YGR32aI/AAAAAAAAAEw/bDxnKIjyltE/s1600-h/DSC00602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPH_YGR32aI/AAAAAAAAAEw/bDxnKIjyltE/s320/DSC00602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256263029585598882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPH_YRKPRtI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RnmUYI84qUk/s1600-h/DSC00603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPH_YRKPRtI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RnmUYI84qUk/s320/DSC00603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256263032506369746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some days I just can't believe how blessed I am to have these little bundles of joy in my life.  Our house is never dull or drab, and I like it that way!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Proverbs 17:22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-822193925648907300?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SPIAhK6WqDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4tJK2DbuPg8/s72-c/DSC00575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-7160124165499356844</id><published>2008-10-10T15:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:11:00.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trains!</title><content type='html'>Here is Elijah's first experience playing with our Thomas the Train paraphernalia.  He was so excited!  He was taking the trains and tracks out, and Gabe and I were building.  I love that he is getting old enough to really play with us.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SO-2XiLXV8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/bwGbdNYO4H4/s320/DSC00565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255619805592377282" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SO-04BvBPUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WS68QdZcB0M/s1600-h/DSC00553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SO-04BvBPUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WS68QdZcB0M/s320/DSC00553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255618164795981122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SO-04ae299I/AAAAAAAAAEA/XeDSIg4V-yM/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SO-05FIGu8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2x-Jlcqfn0o/s320/DSC00558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255618182886374338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SO-05OtO9_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/QRxohMsKLY8/s1600-h/DSC00561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SO-05OtO9_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/QRxohMsKLY8/s320/DSC00561.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255618185458022386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-7160124165499356844?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SO-2XiLXV8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/bwGbdNYO4H4/s72-c/DSC00565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-2248175085153971301</id><published>2008-09-25T13:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:59:41.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus and the DMV</title><content type='html'>We pick great days to go to the DMV.  At least a two hour wait plus two kids equals lots o' fun.  We had to change the address on our driver's licenses, though, and I was desperate for a card at the Durham County Library, which is right down the street from our house.  To entertain Gabe, we found a little study guide that had pictures of common street signs--stop, train crossing, etc.  Fast forward a month or so...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday I was driving back from Charlotte after meeting my parents to pick up the boys.  When we got off the interstate and turned toward our house, Gabe said, "This is the way to heaven, right Mommy?"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To say the least, I was a little shocked at his comment.  I collected myself, sure of oncoming doom, and said, "What do you mean?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It says 'ONE WAY' right there, and that's the way to heaven."  Wow.  He had recognized the sign from the little sheet at the DMV and combined the precious message of what our faith teaches him.  I explained to him that yes, there is one way to heaven, and that is Jesus.  Or 15-501 towards home after being away from Mama for 5 days...  :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-2248175085153971301?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2248175085153971301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=2248175085153971301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/2248175085153971301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/2248175085153971301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2008/09/jesus-and-dmv.html' title='Jesus and the DMV'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-7080521144557172914</id><published>2008-09-22T13:07:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:39:10.281-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>Hooray for a new battery charger!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We lost our battery charger when we moved in the middle of July, so any pictures posted since then have either been taken with someone else's camera or Roddy's iPhone.  I have been delaying the inevitable (while quietly mourning all the missed opportunities) due to the outrageous price of replacing it.  Then I remembered my old friend Ebay.  Poor Ebay.  I've neglected you and looked elsewhere, all the while knowing in the back of my head that you'd be there for me again one day.  Well, last week was "the day."  I looked there for a charger, and low and behold I found one for a mere $7.56, including shipping!  Wooo!  (I've since found some precious clothes for Elijah, too.)  I received the charger yesterday when we got home from Asheville (more on that later), and couldn't wait to see what was on my camera's memory!  (Isn't that sad that I had no idea what would be on there?)  So, even though theses we taken at the end of July/beginning of August, they are just too cute to be passed over.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our family rafting trip with the Bible Church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfWjntMcnI/AAAAAAAAACo/scoQ755MEwc/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfWjntMcnI/AAAAAAAAACo/scoQ755MEwc/s320/DSC00543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248899798165910130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahahhahaha.  I just couldn't resist.  Sorry, buddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfWjx2SFLI/AAAAAAAAACw/fbRdXSjmBa4/s1600-h/DSC00545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfWjx2SFLI/AAAAAAAAACw/fbRdXSjmBa4/s320/DSC00545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248899800888382642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Cindy Clark and her daughter, Emma.  Brent, the dad, is Roddy's boss.  They were so great with Elijah, and the look on Cindy's face is just priceless!!  His real fascination was with her feet, but I didn't get a picture of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfWkvBphuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SwIAb_HH5Zs/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfWkvBphuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SwIAb_HH5Zs/s320/DSC00546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248899817310619362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not kidding.  Gabe Dinsmore may just be the sweetest big brother on the face of the planet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfWlAWeqGI/AAAAAAAAADA/9OenK4pDZIM/s1600-h/DSC00549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfWlAWeqGI/AAAAAAAAADA/9OenK4pDZIM/s320/DSC00549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248899821961390178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sweetness continues...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfWlX33HLI/AAAAAAAAADI/pI7bebZN3a4/s1600-h/DSC00551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfWlX33HLI/AAAAAAAAADI/pI7bebZN3a4/s320/DSC00551.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248899828275420338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabe's 4th Birthday.  We played a LOT of Guess Who tournaments.  :-)  I love the fact that he is getting older and is able to really play with us.  It makes me look forward to things to come, which is a relief, because I tend to be far too sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfTwlsXvMI/AAAAAAAAACg/DxA_80cAW4E/s1600-h/DSC00537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfTwlsXvMI/AAAAAAAAACg/DxA_80cAW4E/s320/DSC00537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248896722429000898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did I lose the chromosome war or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfTDbA8ggI/AAAAAAAAACY/fZ4v4_XPggQ/s320/DSC00541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248895946468393474" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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charger!!'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SNfWjntMcnI/AAAAAAAAACo/scoQ755MEwc/s72-c/DSC00543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-3675584211061566081</id><published>2008-09-06T22:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:31:11.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family went to Bristol, TN to visit Roddy's mom and sister over Labor Day Weekend.  We had such a blast!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img 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title='Labor Day pictures'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SMM8VTencvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/SLNPt7ysYZ4/s72-c/web-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-5543518575943203841</id><published>2008-09-06T22:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:23:32.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Y-M-C-A</title><content type='html'>Goal of the year for Katie-- run a 5k without stopping.  (For those of you that know me, please stop laughing.)  Our family has joined the Y and we are loving it!  The boys go to childcare for up to 1 1/2 at a time and Roddy and I can do our thing.  Yesterday we lifted weights, played racquetball, then ran on a treadmill.  Treadmills are great for us.  Roddy runs and runs, and I alternate between running and walking (for now ;-)), and we can stay beside each other.  I just have to be careful because I tend to drift towards the side if I look at him.  And I would be that girl who busts in front of everyone...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-5543518575943203841?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5543518575943203841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=5543518575943203841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/5543518575943203841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/5543518575943203841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2008/09/y-m-c.html' title='Y-M-C-A'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-6351836659460353859</id><published>2008-09-02T09:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:23:58.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost 2 years later...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thanks, Rachel, for encouraging me to do this. I've wanted to post for a while now, but never got around to it. At least one person checks this still, and so I will fulfill her request to update.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the last time I posted, we have had some major life changes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found out we were pregnant with baby #2 in April 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moved to Chapel Hill, NC in September &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elijah Campell was born in December&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought a new house in July 2008&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Here are a few pictures to get me caught up.  Now hopefully I'll be a tad more regular...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1Lk5gYwBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LlkZO_qz64s/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1LlRAfmqI/AAAAAAAAABY/jwtyfaRb1Z4/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1Fhf9RrcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/yQQSzT2YeyY/s1600-h/DSC02213_2_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-6351836659460353859?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6351836659460353859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=6351836659460353859&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/6351836659460353859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/6351836659460353859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2008/09/almost-2-years-later.html' title='Almost 2 years later...'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1Fhf9RrcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/yQQSzT2YeyY/s72-c/DSC02213_2_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-116111123030173539</id><published>2006-10-17T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T15:37:10.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The State Fair</title><content type='html'>Yesterday the family and I went to the State Fair. Going to the fair ranks close to the top as far as fond Fall memories go. Racing around with my brothers from ride to ride, eating french fries and elephant ears... Ahhhhhh. I am fortunate enough to still be able to go with my parents and brothers as well as my husband and son. Here are some shots from last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/DSC00694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/DSC00694.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Daddy and Gabe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/DSC00658.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/DSC00658.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Becky/"Bec" and Gabe sharing some ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/DSC00699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/DSC00699.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Uncle Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/DSC00684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/DSC00684.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabe getting some early motorcycle lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/DSC00635.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/DSC00635.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New friends :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/DSC00632.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/DSC00632.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabe and Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/DSC00626.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/DSC00626.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Michael hard at work.  He did get to spend a little bit of time with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-116111123030173539?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/116111123030173539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=116111123030173539&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/116111123030173539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/116111123030173539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/10/state-fair.html' title='The State Fair'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-116076892743378084</id><published>2006-10-13T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T15:51:58.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/DSC00597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/DSC00597.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious child is grasping the concept of being thankful.  He now not only says “thank you” when I give him something, but when I allow him to do something, too.  A few days ago, for example, I told him he could go outside after saying no originally due to the terrible mosquitoes we have in our yard.  (The way they swarm him you’d think the child was made of mosquito ice cream or something.)  “Thank you, Mommy,” he said.  I was floored.  It was the first time he said that phrase in that context.  I put some long sleeves on him and outside we went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabe is also completely in love with Thomas the Train.  He hasn’t seen any videos yet, but when we go to Book-A-Million, he will play with the Thomas display for an hour, easy.  While at Walmart I happened upon some super soft Thomas fleece and decided to make him a blanket for the frigid nights we’re getting.  (Ha ha.  The Weather Channel says it is getting pretty cold this weekend…Maybe we’ll actually have a winter this year.)  Gabe woke up from his nap while I was making the blanket so he watched me finish up.  The next morning when Roddy went to go get him from his crib, Gabe's first words to him were “Thank you, Mommy,” while looking at his blanket.  He then met me in the hall.  “Thank you, Mommy.  Choo-choo train.”  My heart was melting all over the place.  Even today he saw a small square of the fabric—you know, for matching blankets for his trains that he’ll be receiving for Christmas--and said it again, “Thank you, Mommy.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the sweetness.  I am so crazy about my family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-116076892743378084?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/116076892743378084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=116076892743378084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/116076892743378084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/116076892743378084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/10/thankful-heart.html' title='A Thankful Heart'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-115990450470537329</id><published>2006-10-03T15:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T15:41:44.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting it go</title><content type='html'>Acts 10:43  All the prophets testify about him that everyone who believes in him receives forgiveness of sins through his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a friendly chat with two men who work at one of the local thrift stores in my town the other day when I was looking for old wooden bookshelves for Gabe’s room.  (Digging through the huge Rubbermaid container to get to his books was getting pretty old.)  This particular thrift store is cool because it is a ministry for men who have recently gotten out of rehab, being homeless, etc. and gives them an opportunity to work.  These men had a zeal for the Lord that was contagious!  What the Father had brought them out of and saved them from was so evident to these men that they talked about Him to whomever would listen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our conversation was winding up, I mentioned a struggle that I deal with off and on--the black cloud called “guilt.”   It was humorous, actually, this self-proclaimed goody-goody talking about guilt with men that have done who knows what.  I repeated something that a good friend of mine once told me.  “Katie, you know, it’s like spitting in God’s face when you keep asking forgiveness for something He’s already forgiven you for.  It’s as if you don’t believe His gift, His only Son dying on the cross for your sins, forgives you for what you’ve done.”  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Smack!&lt;/span&gt;  She might as well have hit me across the face.  Spit in the face of God!!!  I don’t want to do that!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I spoke, the expression on this man’s face changed right before my eyes.  His eyes teared up.  “I’ve been asking God to forgive me for something I did every morning for the last 20 years.”  He then thanked me profusely for saying what I did.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this man, and me, for that matter, will be able to wrap our heads around the fact that Jesus said “This is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.” (Matthew 26:28).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my friend, “Blessed is he whose transgressions are forgiven, whose sins are covered.  Blessed is the man whose sin the Lord does not count against him and in whose spirit is no deceit.” (Psalm 32:1-2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-115990450470537329?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/115990450470537329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=115990450470537329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115990450470537329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115990450470537329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/10/letting-it-go.html' title='Letting it go'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-115884648013230090</id><published>2006-09-21T09:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T09:48:00.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Christ Alone</title><content type='html'>This song by Keith Getty and Stuart Townend is one that was made famous (at least to me :-)) by the Newsboys.  I heard it this morning and am amazed how it moves me--my soul rejoices, my eyes tear up--each and every time I hear it.  If you haven't heard it, please check it out.  But for now at least, the lyrics will do.  Amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone my hope is found&lt;br /&gt;He is my light, my&lt;br /&gt;strength, my song&lt;br /&gt;This Cornerstone, this solid ground&lt;br /&gt;Firm through the fiercest drought and storm&lt;br /&gt;What heights&lt;br /&gt;of love, what depths of peace&lt;br /&gt;When fears are stilled, when&lt;br /&gt;strivings cease&lt;br /&gt;My Comforter, my All in All&lt;br /&gt;Here in&lt;br /&gt;the love of Christ I stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone, who took&lt;br /&gt;on flesh&lt;br /&gt;Fullness of God in helpless babe&lt;br /&gt;This gift of&lt;br /&gt;love and righteousness&lt;br /&gt;Scorned by the ones He came to&lt;br /&gt;save&lt;br /&gt;'Till on that cross as Jesus died&lt;br /&gt;The wrath&lt;br /&gt;of God was satisfied&lt;br /&gt;For every sin on Him was laid&lt;br /&gt;Here in the death of Christ I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There in the&lt;br /&gt;ground His body lay&lt;br /&gt;Light of the world by darkness slain&lt;br /&gt;Then bursting forth in glorious Day&lt;br /&gt;Up from the grave He&lt;br /&gt;rose again&lt;br /&gt;And as He stands in victory&lt;br /&gt;Sin's&lt;br /&gt;curse has lost it's grip on me&lt;br /&gt;For I am His and He is&lt;br /&gt;mine&lt;br /&gt;Brought with the precious blood of Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No guilt in life, no fear in death&lt;br /&gt;This is the power of&lt;br /&gt;Christ in me&lt;br /&gt;From life's first cry to final breath&lt;br /&gt;Jesus commands my destiny&lt;br /&gt;No power of hell, no scheme of&lt;br /&gt;man&lt;br /&gt;Can ever pluck me from His hand&lt;br /&gt;'Till He&lt;br /&gt;returns or calls me home&lt;br /&gt;Here in the power of Christ&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-115884648013230090?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/115884648013230090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=115884648013230090&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115884648013230090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115884648013230090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-christ-alone.html' title='In Christ Alone'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-115880836954448549</id><published>2006-09-20T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T09:49:31.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/DSC00021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/DSC00021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/DSC00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/DSC00029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/crowd%20shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/crowd%20shot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/DSC00089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/DSC00089.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is our third anniversary!!  We have been so blessed these last 3 years.  We were married, took the job at our church and found out we were pregnant with Gabe all within 2 months of our wedding day.  Since then we have watched not only our baby boy grow, but our high school youth group has quadrupled in size.  God is so faithful to us when we are faithful to Him!  I praise the Lord for giving us these "kids" whom we love and love us in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a fun day!  Since Roddy and I spent the weekend in Edisto, we decided to just have a normal Wednesday instead of him taking the day off like he normally does on special days.  Our day started at Chick-fil-a at prayer breakfast.  Then we went to Riverbanks Zoo.  Gabe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; the zoo now! Just six months ago he thought the purpose of going was to run around.  He now really enjoys looking at the animals and we get such a kick out of him getting excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At youth group last night we were playing around with our new AWESOME camera we bought each other as an anniversary present.  Our old camera went bye-bye accidentally at a soccer game last month--hence the lack of pictures posted.  We are going to really try and compile more pictures of our youth than in years past.  iPhoto even has this cool program where you can take your pictures and they'll make a yearbook looking thing.  We're hopefully going to have enough good shots to sell them as a fundraiser for mission trips at the beginning of the summer!  The couch picture is a surprise that they set up in the youth room.  The "love couch" was decorated and came with flowers, a card and 3 different gift certificates!!  They rock!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-115880836954448549?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/115880836954448549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=115880836954448549&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115880836954448549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115880836954448549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!!!'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-115806867141339177</id><published>2006-09-12T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T09:44:31.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am to worship</title><content type='html'>I have started going to the Lexington High School Fellowship of Christian Athletes (FCA) meetings on Thursday mornings.  It gives me a chance to see our youth as well as meet other teenagers in the area.  This past Thursday I was thinking about pride during my drive to the church where it is held.  I don’t consider myself a prideful person until I start thinking about it.  I am incredibly prideful, and my I-don’t-ever-want-to-be-embarrassed, please-stop-looking-at-me-I’m-really-not-a-huge-dork personality plays into that a lot.   (I am a big goober, FYI.)  Little did I know that I would be tested in this area in the coming hour.&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward through breakfast and the message…  We are singing praise and worship and one of my favorite songs is up first.  “I love you, Lord.  And I lift my voice, to worship you…”  The girl that leads the group has an a-ma-zing voice and truly does a fantastic job.  During this song, however, she took some artistic liberties that I wasn’t counting on, so when she paused, I was still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belting&lt;/span&gt; out the words.  Just me--no music, no anything.  Multiple people turned around to look at me.  Ahh!  I was quite embarrassed.  Unless I’m with a group of friends where I can let all of my quirks and dramatic expressions come to life, I normally try to back out of the spotlight. &lt;br /&gt;I was telling myself, “It’s all for Him, who cares what they think?” over and over again, trying to make myself feel better.  In hindsight, it’s really kind of silly, but then I was really struggling. &lt;br /&gt;Two songs later, the worship leader says something to the effect of, “Isn’t it so cool that God is so big He can hear us each individually?  He’s up in Heaven saying ‘Matt, I can hear you.  Thank you, Jane, I hear you too.’”  My perspective totally changed.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It really is all for Him&lt;/span&gt;.  I have an audience of one no matter how many people can hear me.  John 3:30 popped into my head.  “He must become greater; I must become less.”  I am so thankful that my God is worthy of all the praise!  "Here I am to worship, here I am to bow down. Here I am to say that You're my God.  You're altogether lovely, altogether worthy, altogether wonderful to me!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-115806867141339177?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/115806867141339177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=115806867141339177&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115806867141339177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115806867141339177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-i-am-to-worship.html' title='Here I am to worship'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-115703993940761174</id><published>2006-08-31T11:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T14:24:59.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick shout out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/IMG_2346_640x426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/IMG_2346_640x426.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is the most amazing man I have ever met.  I thought of him and his humility yesterday when I read "Let another praise you, and not your own mouth; someone else, and not your own lips," Proverbs 27:2.  So here I go.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;He is an amazing guitarist, singer and worship leader.  He played soccer in college and was an All-American there.  (For those of you who don't understand what that means, he was picked as one of the top 30 players &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the country&lt;/span&gt; for his division.)  He is fluent in four languages and knows a decent amount of some others.  He is phenomenal at his job.  He had no youth pastor experience, but, because of his love for the Lord and his heart for high school students, was basically recruited for the postion at our church.  He can build strong relationships with the students, be organized and responsible with the administrative part (with the help of his amazing assistant Mary) and teach with the best of them!  However, he never lets his commitment to his job overshadow his commitment to his family and we never feel compromised.  He is amazingly kind, loving and gentle.  And he's cute on top of it all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling sensitive and defensive over the last few days, and he has taken the brunt of that poo-pooness.  I wanted to take this opportunity to praise my amazing man!!  "As water reflects a face, so a man's heart reflects the man."  Prov. 27:19.  Your heart, then, must be as beautiful as I think it is!!  Thank you Roddy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-115703993940761174?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/115703993940761174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=115703993940761174&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115703993940761174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115703993940761174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/08/quick-shout-out.html' title='A quick shout out'/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-115678972538779503</id><published>2006-08-28T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T09:13:54.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, if you haven't figured it out already, I'm not a genius when it comes to spelling and grammer.  I actually remember crying in the second grade because of a spelling test I had that day.  Yeesh.  My best friend and my husband are very educated on the subject, so excuse me if I sound paranoid.  Please know that it is with my heart, and not my brain, that I write to you.  If it annoys you or you feel an overwhelming need to whip out a red pen, please forgive me.  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-115678972538779503?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/115678972538779503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=115678972538779503&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115678972538779503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115678972538779503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/08/disclaimer-just-so-you-know-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-115678697549069387</id><published>2006-08-28T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T11:34:28.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Where is Baby #2?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good number of you out there know about our desire for another child.  Gabe is two now and the thought of having a little brother or sister for him is incredibly exciting.  We have been hoping to conceive another child since January, and the fact that we haven't gotten pregnant is a little bit shocking to me considering Gabe was born 10 months and 10 days after our wedding day.  I just thought that one, maybe two (and that's pushing it), months would go by and I would be celebrating the news with my friends and family.  I have looked for cute maternity clothes and baby bedding on eBay.  I have thought about baby names.  But now, 8 months later, I have been taught so many things about God and being a mom and I'm pretty sure I would've missed these things if this "time" never existed.  I don't want to get in the habit of numbering thoughts; I just find it easier this way....&lt;br /&gt;1.  Life does not come FROM me, only OUT of me.  Psalm 139:13, "For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb."  Because Roddy and I were blessed with Gabe so quickly into our marriage, I just assumed that I was Fertile Myrtle and the second I wanted #2 it would happen.  Ummm, no.  Only God is the giver of life and it is in HIS timing that we will, if it is in His plan, have another child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have also gained a small understanding for those who cannot get pregnant.  I am sounding borderline selfish, I know.  I have a beautiful, healthy child, so how can I even come close to understanding?  I can't.  I can't imagine the pain, nor will I try to, but I do know what it's like to really, REALLY think that I'm pregnant and find out that I'm not.  Or look at a pregnant person walking in the mall and wish it were me.  These are only small things, like I said, but I feel more compassionate and understanding than I did 8 months ago, that's for sure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am able to do things that I would not have been able to do if I were pregnant.  I have been able to dig in deeper to relationships within the youth group girls that I hang out with.  I have the ability to put my (almost 40 pound) baby in my lap.  God has opened my eyes to what a clean house can do to help my family and our relationships with each other.  I have dumped out almost all of our closets, hauled embarrassing amounts of stuff to Goodwill, and have basically undone the "household damage" that was caused by college graduation, marriage, a baby and 3 moves within a little over a year's time.  Praise the Lord!! I am free!!!  I am amazed by the lifestyle change that has occurred in me since my cleaning craze began.  I now work out approximately 3 times a week.  I am learning and growing and reading my Bible with a passion that hasn't been there in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. And last but absolutely not least, I have learned the importance of paying attention when God is calling you to do something.  When my dear friend Kristen started talking to me about birth control 3 months before we were married, I started feeling convicted about things I thought were right and good in marriage.  Waiting at least 2 years to have kids, for example, is very common among advice given to newly-weds.  Roddy and I felt that that was not what we wanted to do (to the amazement of some), and so there was Gabe.  We will have our 3rd anniversary next month, and I would change nothing about having our sweet child when we did.  Thank God we didn't wait because that might have been our only shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."  Jeremiah 29:11.   Maybe He has something great in store for us that would be tough with a little baby.  Maybe that child will be from a different mother and father, but will call us Mom and Dad.  Who knows!!??  When people say, "Don't worry, he/she will come," I'm not worried!  My God, the Lord of the universe, cares about me.  He knows the plans He has for me.  He is going to give me hope and a future.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where Baby #2 is, or if he or she will ever come.  I'm okay with that.  Ecclesiates 3:11 says "He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end."  He has made everything beautiful in its time, and I can't fathom his plan or His greatness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-115678697549069387?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/115678697549069387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=115678697549069387&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115678697549069387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115678697549069387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/08/where-is-baby-2-good-number-of-you-out.html' title=''/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-115661509289442954</id><published>2006-08-26T13:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:36:41.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Elegantly Shabby?  What's up with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some info about why I chose the name "Elegantly Shabby."  #1.  I like that it's an oxymoron.  #2.  I really, really like that style of decor.  Some call it Shabby Chic.  Whatever you want it call it, if it's half falling apart with chipped paint, most likely I'll think it's grand.  #3.  I think that name decribes me as a Christian.  I am shabby because I'm a sinner.  I was born that way, and I'll die that way.  God says in His Word, the Bible, that "All have sinned and fall short of the glory of God" (Romans 3:23).  ALL HAVE SINNED--not just the people sitting in a jail cell, or hiding out in the dark alleys.  I will be the first to admit that I have broken the 10 commandments.  Have I lied?  Yes.  Have I stolen anything?  Yes.  Have I disrespected my mom and dad?  Yes.  The list goes on and on.  "I do not understand what I do.  For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate to do" (Romans 7:15).  Don't get me wrong, I look like a saint compared to some people, but I KNOW my need for Jesus!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God that in Romans 6:23 it says, "For the wages of sin is death, but the GIFT of God is ETERNAL life in Christ JESUS our Lord!"  One of the definitions of elegant in the dictionary is "pleasing graceful in manner."  That's cool!  Because that is just what God is talking about in His Word.  Grace.  "We believe it is through the GRACE of our Lord Jesus that we are saved" (Acts 15:11)  It is only by MY Lord's loving-kindness that I am saved.  "If anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation!" (2 Corinthians 5:17).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some people reading this are saying "Amen!"  Hopefully there are one or two of you out there scratching your head wondering what in the heck I'm talking about.  If that's you, pray that God would reveal Himself in a real way to you!!  He will!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this blog to not only be a place where you can keep up with this family, but more importantly, learn how God is moving and changing us in awesome ways!!  Elegantly Shabby.  That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-115661509289442954?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/115661509289442954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=115661509289442954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115661509289442954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115661509289442954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/08/elegantly-shabby-whats-up-with-that.html' title=''/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-115660719692177575</id><published>2006-08-26T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T11:54:37.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gabe the Babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are Gabe's 2-year-old pictures!  He's getting so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/getpicture.aspx.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/getpicture.aspx.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/getpicture.aspx.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/getpicture.aspx.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-115660719692177575?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/115660719692177575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=115660719692177575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115660719692177575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115660719692177575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/08/gabe-babe-these-are-gabes-2-year-old.html' title=''/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-115660628797667935</id><published>2006-08-26T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T11:42:31.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Roddy and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/1600/0463965-R1-052-24A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6286/3343/320/0463965-R1-052-24A.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-115660628797667935?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/115660628797667935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=115660628797667935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115660628797667935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115660628797667935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/08/roddy-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31052161.post-115660118107400084</id><published>2006-08-26T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T10:06:21.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, seriously.  This is approximately the 3.7th time I've tried to create a blog.  I'm inspired now, though, and I feel as if I have something to say.  God's been doing a lot in my life and I want to share!  So, yet again, here we go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31052161-115660118107400084?l=elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/feeds/115660118107400084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31052161&amp;postID=115660118107400084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115660118107400084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31052161/posts/default/115660118107400084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elegantlyshabby.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>KatieHD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09859001870525677818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a6xI95jqOUc/SL1BC0drDeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hB0wxeEEmwI/S220/DSC00162_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
