tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45634874655122625552024-03-13T00:08:17.440-04:00Inspire with CharrisA Blog Designed to Inspire the Readers and Be Inspired by the ReadersCharrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.comBlogger82125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-21013145454543950292012-03-09T09:34:00.004-05:002012-03-09T09:34:31.882-05:00Diaper.com coupon code<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Just wanted to share this with my mommy</span><br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #e06666;">I thought I would be doing flips the moment I found out, but I was so emotionally drained all I could do was smile [a big smile of course]. My 4 year old was telling the ultrasound tech the whole time that it was his baby sister in there. My husband came late and I wanted so bad to play with him and make him think it was another boy, but all the nurses were standing there waiting for me to tell him. When I told him,</span><span style="color: #c27ba0;"> <em>he just shouted <u>YES!!!</u></em></span> I<span style="color: #e06666;"> just laughed at him. He seemed so nervous when he walked in. Later on that night he went to play basketball and came back super excited as if it just sank in that he was gonna finally get his little princess.</span> <em><u>He just kept sighing and saying "A baby girl, wow!"</u></em> </span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a64d79;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>My oldest son started jumping up and down saying</em> <em><u>"Yes!"</u></em> <span style="color: #e06666;">My two youngest sons act as if they knew the whole time, they just wanna know when she's gonna get here.</span></span></span><br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FNqOnQfmD6Q/T1jT5YTDzqI/AAAAAAAAATI/y9CZzl4BuZE/s1600/its+a+girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><img border="0" height="111" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FNqOnQfmD6Q/T1jT5YTDzqI/AAAAAAAAATI/y9CZzl4BuZE/s200/its+a+girl.jpg" width="200" /></span></a><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We have been praying for a girl for years and each time we got amazing boys. I have always knew that I was suppose to have a girl, but I have gotten discouraged at times. I didn't even want to try anymore, and we were not trying. However I always felt as if this was the one. I knew I was pregnant before I actually found out, I'm not sure how. I felt like this was a girl from the beginning, but considering the past I prepared myself but still kept the faith. I even bought pink stuff because I couldn't resist. Now it's a reality!!</span><br />
<span style="color: #a64d79;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>It hasn't fully sank in yet that I actually get to buy all the pretty <em><span style="color: #e06666;">pink</span> and <span style="color: #741b47;">purple</span></em> things I admire in the stores.</strong> I have also never had a summer baby either. The ultrasound tech told me that the odds of me having a girl after 3 boys is very small. I could only thank God.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">I just feel very blessed right now.</span><br />
<strong><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">God has perfect timing and he is always faithful</span></strong>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-8803651761476578022012-03-06T14:09:00.001-05:002012-03-08T09:38:26.446-05:00Tomorrow is the Big Day!<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">Tomorrow is the big day!!</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> I find out whether this" <strong>little one</strong>" floating around in my stomach is a<strong> boy</strong> or a <strong>girl</strong>. Still hoping for my first girl. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I was nervous and anxious for 3 weeks straight, but now that it's tomorrow, I am calm. I guess it's because I have come to grips with the fact that god has made his decision on the sex a long time ago, so the baby is, what it is!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am excited to finally narrow done colors of baby items. I have never had the luxury of buying pink things so I would be ecstatic to buy anything pink and purple. Girls stuff is always better anyway in my opinion. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am getting calls and texts from both family and friends anxious to know whether I will finally have a girl after 3 boys. I just hope I will be able to say it's a girl. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">That would finally be nice.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I've been down this road so many times with each of my boys. We always hoped for a girl and end up getting a boy (which turned out to be great) but very nerve recking. It has always been a boy, so if they tell me a girl, I might be so overcome with emotion I will want to cry (good tears of course). If it's a boy I will be excited as well. A mom with all boys is and still will be, so unique. My oldest asked me the other day would I be excited if I had another boy, I told him "of course." Any baby is a blessing.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> It is a blessing just to be a mom again. There are so many people who can't even have children, yet God has blessed me with a fourth child. Looking forward to sharing the good news.</span><br />
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<em><span style="background-color: #fff2cc;">Have you ever watched TLC's reality show 19 kids and counting? Imagine what there family and friends thought.</span></em> <br />
It seems like your<strong> first kid</strong>, people are<em><strong> always excited</strong></em>; the <strong>second </strong>one they are <strong><em>equally excited</em></strong> because they are usually hoping for the opposite sex. By the <strong>third</strong> it's like <em><strong>"Oh, ok another one, that's nice</strong></em>". By the <strong>fourth</strong> child the <em><strong>reactions get weird</strong></em>. Some are positive, some are a little odd. The excitment from the first child, is definitely not there.<br />
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I have also heard people say that it is selfish to have so many kids when they are few resources in the world. I personally think that is a ridiculous comment. <br />
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As I said before I have 3 children and I am pregnant with my fourth, and I have gotten different reactions starting with the pregnancy of the 3rd. Especially since my second and third are 15 months apart. I personally feel if you are not raising my children, caring for them in any way then it shouldn't concern you. I am married and have been for a while and I feel as if there is nothing wrong with a big family. My mom had me and my brother, so I don't think she thinks you should go over 3 for sure. My husband has about 13 brothers and sisters so I have seen both sides.<br />
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I never thought I would have 4, however I have 3 boys and have been trying for a girl so that's really how I got to #4.<br />
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What are your thoughts?? Leave a comment and let me know your take on it all and how many kids you have if any.Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-8243861515973629472012-02-28T16:04:00.003-05:002012-02-28T16:04:37.641-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>Praying for the victim's families in Ohio shooting</em></span><br />
<em><span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;">.............Senseless</span></em>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-86699946745634929972012-02-15T10:37:00.001-05:002012-02-15T10:38:18.846-05:00You Gotta Try This!<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">So I came across this new website<strong> Listia</strong> that I am now addicted to.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It's like <strong><em>craigslist, meets ebay, meets freecycle</em></strong>. You are actually given credits when you sign up to bid on auctions to win stuff. They have all kinds of stuff available for auction from people all around the U.S. and Canda, maybe even other countries(not sure). The shipping in most cases is free unless otherwise stated. I have been able to get so much free things for my baby to be for nothing but free credits that I earned. It didn't cost me a dime.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Everything from <strong>baby stuff, clothes, electronics, purses, shoes, you name it.</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am however addicted to the baby stuff since I am expecting, all the baby stuff is so cute and most of things are still new with tags.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">You also can auction off things you have in your home that you may need to get rid off. When you auction things off, you earn even more credits to bid on more free stuff. It's a win win</span><br />
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<a href="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSQqAKZLS7NkUHkdnXI-S9RXf-qEloRYFsKLYQr2dwb1OX3GpxX" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="color: #073763; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><img alt="" border="0" class="rg_hi" data-height="222" data-width="227" height="195" id="rg_hi" sb_id="ms__id1298" src="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSQqAKZLS7NkUHkdnXI-S9RXf-qEloRYFsKLYQr2dwb1OX3GpxX" width="200" /></span></a><span style="color: #073763; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">I have a soft spot for the underdog stories and this is definitely one that I love. It's something about being denied the opportunity to do something, or be something and then stepping right into the opportunity of a lifetime. A "Nobody" in some peoples eyes, is suddenly a "Somebody". However I would argue he was always a somebody, it just took everybody else to long to figure it out. He's also Harvard educated and the part I love is he is <strong><em><u>Christian</u></em></strong>. He gets my vote! I love the fact that he give Asians something to cheer about and be proud of. However I could care less what his race is, I love his story and what he stands for.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">BTW I am a fan of New York Giants Victory Cruz and his underdog story as well. However I am a bigger fan of his</span> <em><span style="color: #990000;">"Salsa Dance"</span></em>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-10920852413134535932012-02-14T09:02:00.000-05:002012-02-15T10:07:24.791-05:00Happy Valentines Day<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Happy Valentines Day!!!!</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This will be the 12th Valentines Day My husband and I will spend together.</span><br />
<a href="https://encrypted-tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQJda48wkNng15oRWdq_YmxHjiALpzxnIqjVwlPWDYhGR54-dzmgg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="" border="0" class="rg_hi" data-height="227" data-width="222" height="227" id="rg_hi" sb_id="ms__id7870" src="https://encrypted-tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQJda48wkNng15oRWdq_YmxHjiALpzxnIqjVwlPWDYhGR54-dzmgg" style="height: 227px; width: 222px;" width="222" /></span></a><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have a tradition that I carried on from my relationship with my dad. My dad always surprised me with something for valentines day all the way up until I went to college. It was almost as if he passed that responsibility on to my husband, who I met in highschool. Whether it was balloons, flowers, candy, bears or all of the above, my dad always had something for me. At one point in my senior year of highschool I had flowers, balloons, candy and a bear delivered to me from both my husband(who was my boyfriend at the time) and my dad. My dad was like" Hey who got you that othe stuff"!</span><br />
<a href="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS96Dax178y0hATi-DUVqfP4o7MjAgb9sh-qJ4lOxqZNMh8ZQrQqw" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="" border="0" class="rg_hi" data-height="194" data-width="259" height="149" id="rg_hi" sb_id="ms__id7870" src="https://encrypted-tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS96Dax178y0hATi-DUVqfP4o7MjAgb9sh-qJ4lOxqZNMh8ZQrQqw" style="height: 194px; width: 259px;" width="200" /></span></a><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So now that I am a mom of all boys, I love that tradition that my dad started, because I remember how special it made me feel. So I always make sure to get my 3 boys a valentine gift.</span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am pregnant and hoping for a girl, and if I blessed with a girl, my husband will have to start that tradition with her, I insist. He can teach her how she should be treated. Much like my dad did for me.</span>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-14675301001382132682012-02-13T11:13:00.000-05:002012-02-14T09:06:45.137-05:00Gonna Miss Whitney!!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gqugtyp3EHQ/Tzk4Fa87qlI/AAAAAAAAASY/X5CssBInusE/s1600/WHITNEY+HOUSTON.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="140" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gqugtyp3EHQ/Tzk4Fa87qlI/AAAAAAAAASY/X5CssBInusE/s200/WHITNEY+HOUSTON.jpg" width="200" /></a><em><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I was so sad to here about Whitney Houston who I have always adored from the time I was only a kid. This weekend hearing all of her old school songs just took me back to my childhood. I remember my family riding in the car listening to her whole album looking a big houses, which we loved to do. Her songs made me remember those car rides like yesterday. I could see my brother and I in the back singing word for word. We listen to her songs so much that we memorized them. Those were happy times when my parents were still togther and seemed happy. People always talk about the trouble she went through in her life, but that is not the Whitney that I grew up adoring, so that phase never tarnished her image in my eyes. </span></em><br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-umLQvFhTeAQ/Tzk4CiPisrI/AAAAAAAAASQ/d7ZNg0yXVnQ/s1600/whitney.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-umLQvFhTeAQ/Tzk4CiPisrI/AAAAAAAAASQ/d7ZNg0yXVnQ/s1600/whitney.jpg" /></a><em><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">My husband has always adored Whitney as well. From the time I met him he has expressed how Whitney Houston is the best singer of all time. We felt like we knew here. When I told him the news all my husband could say is "NOoo!" Especially since Whitney Houston reminds us in some strange way of his mother.</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Her songs make me smile because it takes me to a happy time in my life, but her passing makes me so sad. I pray for her family especially her daughter, I can't imagine how she feels.</span></em>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-56201861587844848952012-01-17T13:18:00.000-05:002012-02-14T09:07:13.255-05:00<br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong><span style="color: #cc0000;"><u>Update</u>: My official due date is now July 23, 2012. It has gone up a day.</span></strong></span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">I am Expecting!!</span></strong><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Expecting a child that is.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is my 4th child and I am just as excited as the first because I m hoping for a GIRL!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I already have 3 wonderful boys and I am totally out numbered. My husband and I would be delighted to have a little GIRL. That would be the best gift ever.</span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Telling my boys:</span></strong><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My boys reactions were so weird. My oldest who is 11, didn't seem excited, he just kept saying really? another one? My youngest two who are 4 and 5 thought it was a joke. They just kept saying if your having a baby, why isn't your stomach big?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I love apps, apps and more apps....</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">However this post is about my new Toy on its way that I can't wait to play with.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is officially my first Droid cellphone. I currently have an <span style="background-color: yellow;">HTC EVO</span> and I was once a Blackberry curve girl. But now I am officially part of the droid clan. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="background-color: #f4cccc;">This is hands down the best looking phone out there.</span> <em>Yes, better than the iPhone!</em> although the iPhone is sleek as well, but this is beautiful. The chrome lining on the side and the beautiful crisp screen and the wide face and thin frame. This is one high tech looking phone.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Its regular $299.99, yes $300 bucks, but you wouldn't believe the deal I got on this one, I definitely didn't pay $300</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">We also got a unbelievable deal on his phone as well</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">The headphones pouch is "too cute"</span></div>
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><marquee><strong><span style="background-color: yellow; color: blue; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">LETS GO BOYS!!.......REDEMTION TIME...........LETS GET A "W"!!</span></strong></marquee><strong><span style="background-color: yellow; color: blue; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"></span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mMUmRs9Ug14/TtEjdMK7QXI/AAAAAAAAAQw/2MRuWeLgOmY/s1600/POMPNS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hda="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mMUmRs9Ug14/TtEjdMK7QXI/AAAAAAAAAQw/2MRuWeLgOmY/s200/POMPNS.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-77538032032942836432011-11-17T12:34:00.001-05:002011-11-17T12:44:24.668-05:00Thanksgiving countdown<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7unRjLkxOmM/TsVEz86nQgI/AAAAAAAAAQY/N5q_ofRVl_s/s1600/thanksgiving2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; height: 154px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 213px;"><strong><span style="color: #990000;"><img border="0" hda="true" height="155" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7unRjLkxOmM/TsVEz86nQgI/AAAAAAAAAQY/N5q_ofRVl_s/s200/thanksgiving2.jpg" width="200" /></span></strong></a><span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><strong>Thanksgiving is almost here Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!</strong></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">This is my favorite time of the year. I love thanksgiving, because as small as I am, I love eating....and eating...and eating. I show no restraint. I go for it...all of it. I love sweets like pies, cakes, cobblers but the food is what I love. I usually hurt my self eating so much and have to take a nap. I have recently began P90X again and I don't want to ruin it, but I probably will.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br />
</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">I will be going to my mother- in -love's house this thanksgiving, what about you. share your plans for this holiday.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br />
</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEWda84C5yE/TsVEn9jcDVI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/P6ls6wd6tBM/s1600/thanksgiving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><img border="0" hda="true" height="178" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEWda84C5yE/TsVEn9jcDVI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/P6ls6wd6tBM/s200/thanksgiving.jpg" width="200" /></span></a><span style="color: #b45f06;">My absolute favorite holiday is Christmas which is right around the corner yay! this is definitely the best time of the year.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><br />
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</div><span style="color: #0b5394;">*I would also like to take this time to give a shout out to my friend Chrissy who I miss already. Hi Chrissy!!</span>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-5522140944673542812011-11-17T11:54:00.001-05:002011-11-17T12:46:43.443-05:00Praying for the victims of the Penn State scandalI have to turn the channel sometimes when I watch the reports of what happened at Penn state this last week. Especially the Jerry Sandusky interview, which only made me angry. I couldn't believe the things that he is accused of doing. The descriptions of his actions with young boys coupled with his excuses and admittance of showering and horsing around with young boys made me so mad for the victims in this case. I could not imagine how those of them who saw that interview felt. As a mother of three young boys it angered me that this actually happened, on a university campus, and that these were young boys who were part of a youth organization that he was over. This was a man that these boys and their parents trusted. That violation of trust is big in my eyes. I felt that officials at the Penn State University and any police officers that may have been made aware of these allegations dropped the ball and have failed those boys. I couldn't believe the coverage surrounding <strong><em>whether the game was going to go on smoothly or not</em>. Really? The game??!</strong> The students shown on television rioting should have been outraged that this type of thing happened on their campus. I feel bad for the senior on the football team, and even the students who have been thrown in middle of this scandal, but make no mistake, the victims is this case is where my heart lies.<br />
<strong><em>Everybody should have done more</em></strong>,<em> anybody who knew, had suspicions or witnessed things should have stopped at nothing to see justice for the victims involved.</em><br />
If it were their kids they would have gone to the end of the earth to see something done.<br />
Because I have young boys, to me this is devastating that nothing was done.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong>I commend the victims who have come forward to claim their justice. Good for you!!</strong></span><span style="font-size: small;"> more people need to come forward instead of look the other way. </span><br />
I am sick of seeing our kids and adults messed up or going through issues because of the things that these sick coward sexual abusers are doing or have done to them.<br />
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Join me in prayer for the victims and their families .<br />
We have to protect our children from these predators.Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-64689439327662644272011-07-17T19:14:00.000-04:002012-02-14T09:08:14.793-05:00Facebook Photo Shoot<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #073763;">So here is the deal...</span> <span style="font-size: large;">Have you ever went to a family function or out with friends or family and everybody starts snapping pictures?</span> Whether it is a family reunion, birthday party, graduation or just a night out, everything seems to be documents these day thanks to camera phones. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">However with the new age of social media everything is placed online. All the pictures that you or someone else may snap have the possibility of ending up online, whether you are aware of it or not. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">How do you feel about your friends or family taking pictures of you and putting them on their very public facebook page? Better yet a stranger snapping a picture of you at a function that ends up on facebook?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Some people don't have a problem with this at all. Me on the other hand, I at least would like to know about and I want to see the picture before the world does. Thanks to my family and friends there maybe a number of pictures of me online that I don't even know about, mainly because I don't have a facebook page. <strong><span style="font-size: large;">I know shocking right!!</span></strong> But its true My husband and I may be the only ones left in the U.S and maybe even the world who don't own a facebook page. Therefor I can't even see the pictures people share of me and my family. What is your take on this issue?? Or are you the one who has everyone's picture on your facebook page? Could it be you or is it someone you know?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Also If you don't have a facebook page leave me a shot out, if that person even exists.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'll be happy to know I'm not alone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> If you feel I'm missing out on the facebook frenzy let me know what is so great that I'm missing. Leave a comment and enlighten me.</span>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-81185552849791659912011-07-17T19:13:00.000-04:002011-07-17T19:13:12.658-04:00I have a confession<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>OK, I have a confession to make...</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I want to be an extreme coupon-er!!!!</span><br />
<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"> want to save hundreds of dollars and have pantries full of food, but only spend a couple of dollars.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">I just don't really know how to do it</span>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-87924552316799720462011-07-13T18:13:00.000-04:002011-07-13T18:13:18.737-04:00Casey Anthony Trial!?!<span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Everybody seems to have an opinion about this trial, the family and everything associated with it!</strong></span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What is your opinion on this tial? Do you agree with the verdict or dont you? What do you feel will happen next with her and do you feel like she will go on to book and movie deals. Or are you fed up with everything about this trial and will be ok if you never here another word about Casey Anthony? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I would like your opinion and want to know what you think.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There are people very passionate about the verdict and the case.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I think everyone can agree that everything about this case is weird and out of the ordinary starting with a child missing for 2 months without a report.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Also how do you feel about "Caylee's Law" trying to be but in action.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Let me know how you feel!</span><br />
<span style="color: red;">Please dont leave any comment with foul language. </span>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-33264623064060086972011-07-13T17:40:00.000-04:002011-07-13T17:40:08.379-04:00Inspire with CharrisI have taken a long blog break. I will make more of an effort to continue to blog. Things have just been so busy around here. I will be back at it soon.Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-49843993698891799312010-10-13T12:38:00.002-04:002010-10-13T13:11:28.624-04:00Chilean people and Chilean Miners are Rockstars!!I am glued to the T.V. watching all the miners come through the tube to freedom. I can't even imagine how they feel after being trapped for a little over 2 months. The Rescuers are doing an awesome job and everything is going well. I can't stop watching! I went to bed watching and woke up to see how far they had gotten. It 's amazing and inspirational to see the reactions of all the miners and their family members and also to hear the stories of miners. They should all right a book called stories of the mines. The story of the butterfly was amazing. "The guardian Angel butterfly" is what they called it. The guy who dropped to his knees in prayer warmed my heart. I loved the stories of faith and prayer, believing they would come out alive. The elvis fan who led them all in song was cute, especially since he didnt speak english well but new many elvis songs. <br />
I must say my absolute favorite miner reaction was "SUPER MARIO!" He tickled me. I love how he brought rock souvenirs from the the mines for the rescue workers. He gave everybody hugs and led them in the chilean national chant. It is just wonderful to see how supportive and loving the chilean people are for one another. It's like they are all one huge family that we get to be a part of through T.V. interaction. Such a proud nation. I think their president is wonderful as well. I am so proud that american companies participated in this joyus event.<span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"> I am most of all happy that the 33 miners are all alive and well.</span><br />
The miners spirits were amazing. I'm gonna keep watching till there all free. CNN LIVE all day.<br />
These stories make the miners, their families and those of us watching appreciate the things in or lives that hold the greatest importance.<br />
..and to think they weren't suppose to be rescued till around christmas. What a blessing.<br />
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<em><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Just wondering who came up with the order for the rescues. These are some brave men. I would be a mess if I were there especially if I were last.</span></em>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-52140543660687728832010-10-07T16:18:00.001-04:002010-10-07T16:20:59.841-04:00Go Blue!! Beat MSU!!<div align="center"><a href="http://www.blingcheese.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="MySpace Graphics" src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm301/ceser2008/Michigan_Wolverines.gif" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: yellow; font-size: x-large;"><strong><span style="color: darkblue;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: yellow;">Go Blue!!!</span><span style="color: yellow;"><span style="background-color: darkblue;">Beat MSU!!!!</span></span> </span></span></strong></span></div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"></div>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-72379651070276331872010-06-23T18:01:00.000-04:002010-06-23T18:01:31.821-04:00Inspired writing: The place I go<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">This is an inspired writing entitled: The Place I go. I hope you enjoy</span></div><table border="2"><tbody>
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The Dark Freezing stormy night was on her, as she sat there desperately waiting. Broken and bruised but determined not to give in. She waited anxiously while praying for strength to endure the heaviness she was carrying. She was afraid of fainting but she held onto her sudden strength to bear. She knew in her heart that her hope would show himself before her eyes became to heavy. "He hasn't forgotten"she continued to tell herself. Determined not to drift the night became deep and rain drops became even heavier. It was almost likke they were beating down her faith. Fear and defeat began to speak. They told her how the strom would keep her hope away. Her heart teeter-tottered with every glimpse of light. Whenever the light passed her by she reached deeper into her stash of faith that she had spent the last two years building for such a time as this. She was careful to stay true to her faith although her circumstance were doing their best to mock her. This was all she had to endure. She had never been so broken in her life. Her physical health was fragile, her mental health had become exhausted by the second and her spiritual health was in the fight of its life. Getting through the night was her constant prayer, but tomarrow had plenty of worries she was not competant enough to ponder. In order to protect her emotional well-being she transferred to an empty, cold, blank place where she only exsisted in body. Starring straight ahead expressionless and zoned out in a protective bearing state. Her freezing body became numb and the tears withheld. When having done all there is to do, just stand. While in this state she's constantly reminding herself how often her faith has sustained her in hard times. She ensured herself, "Surely this time is no different." She realized that it was so late or early in the morning that help would usually be sleep. All things considered she began thanking him for delivering her from this situation. She thanked him for rescuing her as if it had already happen. After re-encouragement she slipped back into that state of being. Hours passed, raindrops fell until puddles accumilated on the ground. She could not barely feel her limbs. Water trickled down the windows with consistency and flow which made visibility impossible. Trapped, freezing, hollow, battered and fragile are the emotions and feelings that she was protecting herself from while waiting for him. These are the emotions she carries but the weight of it all is weighing heavy. Although it has slipped into a still night with no lights, she refuses to drift off, as if her drifting is a direct reflection of her faith. Refusing to seperate the two she glared straight ahead, determined to see her deliverance in its fruition. The wait persists almost to cause her to recant her faith. Suddenly out of the still deep night a stream of light glared through the stream of rain on the window. Hope revived her like resesitations from the hand of her deliverer. Unlike the lights she had seen pass her by the last several hours, she knew instantly this time was different. She had gone through hours with no light and only the sounds of the drum of nature, and at last she was finally graced with this glimmer of hope in the form of light. "I knew he heard me! I knew he had not forgotten me", she whispered to herself as tears quickly rose to the surface of her eyes. It was like a flood that had been released. Her deliverance had come. It was then when she realized the true meaning of he'll never give you more than you can bear. She always heard other recite that verse but never understood the magnitude of it until now. It was over! her suffering, the fear, the emotional roller coaster all of it was over. Her strength to bear that agony was always there. Her circumstances seemed to much for her at times that she felt the need to zone out, yet she has come out the other side of it ok.<br />
Relief was not a strong enough word to describe her new found emotions, however tomarrow was a new challenge, but as low as it was today, she still felt she was <strong>blessed the most.</strong></td></tr>
</tbody></></table>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-17564538007174744222010-06-11T16:28:00.004-04:002010-06-23T20:43:33.571-04:00Beat England!! Beat Algeria! Beat Ghana!!!!!<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z-7tlyX99wU/TBKanMEskjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/PTVZ1vMFs-o/s1600/us+soccer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z-7tlyX99wU/TBKanMEskjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/PTVZ1vMFs-o/s320/us+soccer.jpg" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: red;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue;">Update:</span> Way to Go USA!! what a game between Algeria. <span style="font-size: small;">That was crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span></span></em></span></strong></span><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;">Way to close the game Landon Donovan #10</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span></em></span></strong> I was inspired by the USA team and their never give up spirit that they carried all the way to the very end of the Algeria game this morning (seriously. the VERY END! but its ok boys). I was so proud of them and most of all proud to be an american. They didn't quit but they kept competing until they got what they came for,<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"> <em>A Chance of a Lifetime.</em> Way to go boys!</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z-7tlyX99wU/TCKWWLzvbvI/AAAAAAAAAPg/OfBEO5WYwn4/s1600/ld2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z-7tlyX99wU/TCKWWLzvbvI/AAAAAAAAAPg/OfBEO5WYwn4/s320/ld2.jpg" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z-7tlyX99wU/TCKY8oPmJmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/BnK9jYu_0fg/s1600/ld.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z-7tlyX99wU/TCKY8oPmJmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/BnK9jYu_0fg/s200/ld.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If you watched the game you know what I mean. If not check out the next one against Ghana saturday</div><span style="color: red;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span></em></span></strong></span> I must say though, it is both irritating and exciting watching them play, because they always give nail bitting performances.<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Lets go USA soccer!!!!!!!!!!!</span></em> <span style="color: #0c343d;"><strike>Beat England!!!!!!!!!!</strike></span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strike>Join me in cheering on our usa soccer team tomarrow at 2:30PM est. on ABC</strike><strike></strike></span></span></strong></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z-7tlyX99wU/TCJlpZAkAtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/JdgnlnnUYfw/s1600/us+soccer+team.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z-7tlyX99wU/TCJlpZAkAtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/JdgnlnnUYfw/s320/us+soccer+team.jpg" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">I cheered for South Africa this morning. The atmosphere over there seem so electric. Way to go South Africa</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm also praying for the Mandela family, what a tragedy. </div>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563487465512262555.post-77673424638710467872010-05-12T22:15:00.000-04:002010-05-12T22:15:37.969-04:00inspired quotations<div align="center"><table align="center" border="1"><tbody bgcolor="khaki">
<tr><td><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #0c343d;">"</span><span style="color: #0c343d;"><span style="font-family: papyrus;">If we did all the things we are capble of, we would astound ourselves."</span></span></strong></span><br />
<strong><span style="color: #0c343d;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">-</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Thomas Edison</span></span></strong></td></tr>
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Why are there always people in your life who can control certain aspects of who you are? it’s a hard thing to stop when it has been happening for so long. You feel like you need there approval for everything. You hardly ever feel like your making a decision fully on your own. Its hard for you to distinguish what is really you and what isn’t. You get so lost in the mix of your decisions and what are your influenced decisions, that its like a burden you find yourself trying to get free of. Not trying to make the other person upset or not even that is just trying to keep everything pleasant. To please everyone without making the other person mad. This is of course if your dealing with more than one person, which most likely you are. Once you start this habit it is a pattern that you develop with most of the people you love, and you want to keep loving you. It’s not really like you believe their going to stop loving you but for some reason you still don’t stand up and put an end to it. You are aware that it has to stop and you want it to; however it not just that simple. What seems to be amazing is the fact that you stand up to plenty of others and you even don’t fall prey to giving your kids whatever they want like most parents do. You even criticize them for giving in. So why do you give in when it comes to your situation? You prefer to be free and tell them no, heck no and leave me alone that takes guts. You seen what happens when you don’t agree with them and you tell the truth, it doesn’t seem to go over smoothly. What is really nerve racking is when you find yourself in between two people you try so hard to please, and you continue to please both, even when there on opposite sides. Talk about wearing you out! It’s like carrying around an extra person who tells you what you can and cant do, but you’re a grown person. Your constantly asking yourself will he like it what will he say. What will she think will she approve. It’s too much when all your really contemplating is buying a sweater. You know whether you want to buy the sweater. You just don’t know if he does or she does. Why cant what you want be good enough right? You feel like you cant dress yourself or even decide whether you want to go or not. Deep down you know what you want to do, at least some of the time when your not dealing with guilt. The only thing is you don’t know if its ok to want the things you want. Is it a sin to want to buy yourself a sweater, or a COAT, but you feel like it is. Or is it just that your made to feel that way. You feel much like a little kid who always needs to ask permission. Its embarrassing. Not to mention the person your with, you know “the other one you want to please” seems to think you should buy the whole store just because its cute and its your size. They don’t realize that contemplating the sweater was bad enough. You don’t have any energy for anything else less known the whole store. Now spending all day with this person has suddenly become exhausting. You don’t want to have these things they want you to get anyway, just some of them. You cant help but notice anyway that they have tons of stuff for you to buy but nothing for themselves to buy. You can’t help but think, “This can’t be healthy.” What does it take to free yourself why is this such a big deal. Nobody else can possibly be dealing with this issue on this level. Not true! Many of us have our own issues whether they be extreme or minor. The thing is, our issues however big or small hold us back from the things we really want in life. They cause us to live life unsure of ourselves and unfamiliar with the person we really are. Deciding who your are based on who you want to please is not it. It can only cause resentment. You end up resenting that person when they don’t even know what the problem is. It’s an internal issue. You must become confident in the things you like and the decisions you make even if you don’t have approval. When your can do this without blaming others or becoming angry with others to the point you don’t want to be around them; then you have made serious progress. We have to allow others to be themselves without our influences. Allow them to like and do things that we don’t agree with especially when it’s healthy for them. We understand our health but no others. Realize the health of others and allow them breathing room. That’s freedom</span>Charrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752885490747271968noreply@blogger.com0